The wind is picking up over the ridge tonight; it feels like the forest is breathing. You’ve got a reputation for handling things, but I’ve noticed how the trees adjust to the breeze, and it’s a reminder that even the strongest must adapt. What’s your take on how the land teaches us?

Right, it’s the same with a storm—if you don’t bend, you break. It’s all in the way you read the changes, not in brute force.