First 24 hours south of the Equator…Day 1, Peru. I forgot kids sell goods on the street. I forgot running water, toilets, warm showers, and safe drinking water are amenities. I forgot that some have dirt sidewalks and only torn shoes. I forgot that people with less, sometimes have so much more… I realized dirtContinue reading “Peruvians Are Loves”
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My Love To Wander…Occasionally A Curse, Always A Blessing
An inquiry from a new friend made me think about my current lifestyle, designed around adventure. The urge to explore is the restless baggage I carry, churning like a propeller within my soul. Internal turbulence is sometimes a curse, because I desire contentment in the present; my present. When life feels stagnant, as if inContinue reading “My Love To Wander…Occasionally A Curse, Always A Blessing”
Iceland Stole My Heart…
Iceland stole my heart like a thousand Arctic ponies galloping through lush fields, pollinating flowers under a midnight sun. Shifting into first, off the grid I went. Solo, without a map, GPS, or cell, to ensure I could survive without assistance. Heading north on Route 1, adrenaline delivered me to Akranes, IS, the northern mostContinue reading “Iceland Stole My Heart…”
Left My Worries In The Wailing Wall…
Sanctity surrounding the Wailing Wall was severed by fluttering wings expanding and collapsing in the air, above torsos rocking in prayer. Feathered friends enjoying the air space danced between greenery, jutting from cracks in this massive wall. Their chipper tones echoed above the opposing solemn aura below. A divider sectioned men from the woman. TeardropsContinue reading “Left My Worries In The Wailing Wall…”
I Slept Under The Stars, On A Jerusalem Rooftop, Next To A Man With A Dolphin Tattoo
Sip Kosher wine, submerse toes into a Dead Sea bath, while I transport your imagination, beneath your yarmulke, to Jerusalem, Israel… The driver signaled my stop, with his pointer through the rear view. Door ajar, my traveling soles touched Israeli soil, for the first time. Hardly a recognizable bus stop, tires pulled away, leaving myContinue reading “I Slept Under The Stars, On A Jerusalem Rooftop, Next To A Man With A Dolphin Tattoo”
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