In Siem Reap, Cambodia, after a reflective tour of the temples, a boat took us sailing.....to see houses standing on stilts....i never expected to sail on an endless lake.....the man at the helm bended...he reached for something, and let go of the wheel...a young boy, who seemed to be his son.......quickly grabbed the steering wheel. from that moment on, he took over...his hands were small but, capable....when i thought, our boat would hit an unseen rock or land, it didn't. he took us to our destination and back...safely. obviously, the boy was trained young..he knew every curved path of his surroundings...he was aware.....cared about their source of livelihood, proved a child can be relied on....they're more reliable than adults, at times, despite their play ful innocence....many times, i reflected on that boat ride, that boy's unflinching face and hands i asked myself over and over, "could i steer my boat the way that boy did? am i navigating my self rightly, even on life's odd waters?.....have i ever helped steer reeling boats before? brought (them back to safer shores?.........not just mine?) \:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::/ \:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::/ \:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::/ \:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::/ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~