Sometimes I feel as if I’m a penguin swimming among a herd of orcas. Disguised to look and act like one of them, I am always fearful that they might see through my deception and attack me. Along my journey, I see other penguins like me, in disguise and swimming with fear. Some brave penguins have proudly discarded their disguise and faced the wraith of the attacking orcas. The lucky ones survived without a scratch, while others have become matyrs. There is a legend of some far off island where we can free to discard our disguises without fear of retalation. But alas I only see a vast expanse of ocean full of orcas. Maybe someday I’ll find this island, but not today.