A Moveable Feast

Palm Sunday, the Sunday before Easter, is a day of arrivals, and a moveable feast -- it comes each year, but at different times. Hemingway wrote that for him Paris was a moveable feast -- it stayed with him for his whole life and reminded him that life was sweet. What are the things that, through our changes in belief and circumstance, continue to inspire us? What are the things that stick with us, that come around every so often? What are the lessons we've been learning throughout the course of our lives that sustain us?