To awaken alone...

“To awaken quite alone in a strange town is one of the pleasant sensations in the world. You are surrounded by adventure. You have no idea of what is in store for you, but you will, if you are wise and know the art of travel, let yourself go on the stream of the unknown and accept whatever comes in the spirit in which the gods may offer it.” Freya Stark – The Journey’s Echo

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Loving Ourselves = Loving the World

Home. There’s so much to write and capture between my time away and now. I can’t settle down. (Or is it in?) Which way do we settle? Down toward the ground? Into the earth? Or do we settle into the love of the universe? Our beloved? Our loved ones? Ourselves?

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Living at the Edge… or a few more reasons I love Paris

Paris is an “edge” for me. I don’t really know the language, but I’m trying and getting more comfortable each day. I keep putting myself into situations that challenge me...

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Pilgrim's Pate... or Hey, Toto: we're not in Kansas anymore :)

For me, the first meal in Paris is always the hardest especially in a new neighborhood. Everything always looks odd and unfamiliar. Oh wait, that's what it means to be a pilgrim, right?... to be a strange person in a strange land?

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Entertaining Angels... or Lost in Paris

Just when I begin to think my sense of direction is beginning to become more stable and/or that I have all the gadgets and maps I need to keep me on the straight and narrow, I decide to test it...

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