The pedestrian pathway curls up from the Eastbank Esplanade placing you over the murky Willamette river on the Morrison Bridge. An unusually blue sky with wispy clouds glides overhead. No fear of rain today, certainly.
The Portland skyline draws you in. The small city blocks make the downtown feel smaller, more intimate. As you watch people run, walk or bike along the Esplanade you wonder what they're thinking. What's their story?
Are they taking in the winter sun, feeling free and content? Or are they thinking about the meeting to follow, their minds tied up in knots about the to dos they wish were done.
This winding pathway has carried people for 48 years. From work to home. Home to work. Layers of lives lived. People climbing the ladder. Others struggling to make ends meet.
Although technology has changed the way we connect, the pace faster and faster, the hopes and problems are still very similar. We want to belong. We want to matter. We want to love. And to be loved.