Returning home

Every trip feels more ‘something’ these days, it could have to do with how conscious I am of the time spent with pursuits, friends and family. Is it because I now know how ephemeral it all is? I know that it won’t last forever. It is something I value dearly, that quiet time, reflective time. Some time to be nothing at all, just a tree in the breeze I stand still and let the Earth happen around me.

Of course, big ticket items are on my mind, pursuing grand rocks are top of the list at all times. They are the fuel to the fire inside me, these experiences connect me to the freest parts of my mind, my body, and their spiritual connection. I am humbled constantly and reminded of the work needed both mentally and physically to pull off these feats. I am no professional, a leisure athlete at best, but I guess that kind of makes it fun, not being quote on quote ‘that good’, still tried hard.