Everywhere I go, There I Am!

Me in Sedona desert

Nomad. That single word whispers to my heart what I have already known...I belong to everywhere. I am a citizen of the world. There is nowhere that I can't call home.

I remember flipping through national Geographic magazines and watching PBS specials, telling myself that one day I will be there among the Thai monks meditating, Ndebele women with their beadwork and the molas sitting in the laps of San Blas women as they stitch.

What a wonderous joy to know that I've done some of this with more coming. I sit at the hem of all the cultures eagerly wanting to know more. Ravenous for the tender connection of newness.

As I move through this world, I see myself in the smile of Morocco, the laughter of Portugal and the kindness of Peru. These gifts belong to me and light rain hitting a soft patch of earth, it splashes joy into the desert spaces of my spirit, soaking me with understanding...everywhere I go, I see a fresh part of who I'm becoming. 

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