A “Traveler” LOVES everything about the journey… from new sneakers to packing to shlepping in car to Poughkeepsie, the train to Grand Central in Manhattan and then a subway in NY, with a suitcase WAY to big for dragging to my daughters apartment in Brooklyn to spend the night and then shlep to JFK the next day…
I LOVE IT! All of it!
The body in motion… cars, trains, planes… flying high above the Earth… almost touching the stars! Hushed voices of polite conversation, some with foreign accents, drifting my way. Babies giggling OR…. Electronic gadgets keeping folks occupied as WE a body of ONE huddle together in a tight space in a metal bullet with wings that seem way too flimsy… as they shake and cavort while we speed along at 500 MPH. HOW exciting!!! I like to ponder everyones journey upon these modes of movement. Where are they going? What will they do? The energy is palpable for me. I am sensitive and empathic… it is a smorgasbord of sensation. I like to tune in.. to meditate and feel the hearts of everyone. Offer healing and Love when I sense a discord. Joy-ning with the Love in everyone. The SOUL of us all.
As I write this now my heart is racing with anticipation, and all the details I must remember to gather myself for yet another journey in only 4 days from tomorrow! This is my 3rd International trip! To Iceland no less! To almost the top of the Earths pole! Close to the Arctic circle. A land of very active volcanos, and steam rising, waterfalls and faeries and elves. The midnight sun is happening too! It is all so VERY delicious. I am staying with Icelandic natives… my friend Stefan who I met on the journey to Colorado in 2012, and his wife I have yet to meet and some new friends connected with his network. It is a fine balance to ride the edge of anticipation and being present in THIS moment. Trying not to project too much and yet delighting in the ideas of whats coming.
A favorite aspect of traveling to faraway lands… is the people. The sharing of food and smiles. The glitter of Soul in everyone. It opens me up… my heart embracing everyone. I can see we are all the same. Often the same tongue is not shared, which can be a wonderful thing. Because we can share that which is our common soul. Here is a picture of Osama and Jalal. I bought a beautiful shawl from Osama. Two wonderful friends… in Old Jerusalem.
Now traveling is not for everyone… it is a lot of work and prep… and one must be willing to be exposed, vulnerable… take risks. But for this adventurer traveling is like breathing or food and water. If i don’t go, I may as well not breathe or eat or drink water. Travel is Life for me.
People laugh and suggest I should be more practical, save what small amounts of money come my way… Tra la la la la I say!!!! See you down the trail!
So off I go!!!!!! Hooray!!!!!!! Onward to the Sacred Blue Island of Iceland!