A door held open. A lamp turned on. A place prepared. This is haven: gentle hospitality. When one person reaches for another, makes an offering, and believes we all hold such worth. No matter what we have in our pockets or where weve been up until now, we take care of each other--whether were strangers on a sidewalk or families around a table. Each day, we create trails of beauty and connection. One open door opens the next. And then it happens: our streets fill with lamplight, our lives lift with spirit, and our homes become circles of gold. Let there be havens.