On Friday, around noon, Louise and I packed the car and headed off on an adventure.  It was “supposed” to be a weekend of hiking and considerations of A Course in Miracles at a property in the hills of the scenic KwaZulu-Natal Midlands. 

Then reality set in.  Along the way we had issues with phones, picking up a movie, getting lost and, just when we thought all of our challenges were behind us, we encountered a pot-hole strewn road that looked more like a minefield than a road.  We mana...