Just about every day a large hawk buzzes our building. Such a treat to see. He flies, glides, and we cannot see him land because it is a flight or two up from us and the angle is bad. Which reminds me. What can we learn from the hawk? He was born a hawk, but it took a while before he became this hawk with a home, a territory and fans on every floor of the high rise. So it goes. We were born with our gifts and talents, our training and careers and lives, then in time we nest. With luck we have a nest egg to go with that rest.