In Tolkien's Lord of the Rings the character of Legolas was warned that if ever he heard the cry of the gulls and tasted the air of the sea, his heart would never again be satisfied by the forests and fields of Middle Earth. The sea would call him out. And so it happened. Legolas was captivated by the sea and he built a ship and some say he set off with his companion, Gimli, and the two sailed West of the Shores of Middle Earth never to be seen again. As I sit on the edge of America today, gazing out upon the Atlantic, what call will I hear? To what depths of contemplation of the Mystery will we be offered and invited into? Duc in altum!