There were three of us kids who swam against the flow. We each grew up on biscuits and gravy, sweet tea, and Sunday school, but along the way, we found a voice that differed from the rest. Nag Champa is a throwback to those festival days with the cousins. Long hair, flowing skirts, drum circles, and deep conversations with fellow travelers while camping under the infinite sky. To Jody and Jill, I nod my head in reverence to those who seek adventure in life but always remember the roots of home.