Eliot once said: “Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.” We hope this issue finds you sitting with writers whose work engages you and pushes you far. And again farther. Lately, my wife has been pushing me to take up the pen and paper (computer, to be precise) once again and start to “do something.” Living in Boulder, and wandering aimlessly in downtown, what else you could come with the name, if not Pearl Street Journal? Pearl Street is the historic street of Boulder, thriving for centuries, homeland of Natives, gold mine of the “pilgrims” and a place of attraction for modern day immigrants. This is the conundrum where the entire human race mingles and make out the best of it. On the lap of the Rocky Mountains, the world culture boom like nowhere in America. Here we are, not for the gold like they came back in the 17th century, but to spread the message of peace, love and harmony. If knowledge and inter-dependence is the tool to flourish together, we are going to use that tool for the same. It’s just a baby walk, together, we will be running pretty soon.