Traveling

I took the van and headed out. I had always been drawn to Lisbon. I always felt it was a city I could live in. Over the last ten years, I had passed through a small fisherman's town called Ericeira. I did not really know why. I had gone there for a day because it was on the route to somewhere else. It just so happened that every time I had been there, something pulled me back. I drove to Portugal, and the minute I got there, my whole body felt calm. It was like, okay, this is where I am meant to be. What unfolded after that was the feeling, for the first time ever, that I really belonged somewhere. It has taken me to Colombia and the Sierra Nevada, working with the Iwakus, connecting with different community projects, and still trying to see where that wants to unfold.