This morning I am yearning for vast open spaces, big skies, broad horizons, and distance – distance to call ‘my own’. What I don’t ‘know’ is whether I am best served to look outwardly for what I need: real estate, vacation planning, walking a thousand miles for a cause… or am I best served to seek the space I think I need within myself?
What is it I am seeking? Certainly not answers…I am still more about questions than answers. As layers of self-imposed madness, and a life time of trauma and confusion fall away, I find myself still seeking…something. Quiet within which to be aware. ‘Room to breathe’. A moment of utter stillness, timeless, tranquil, pure… for… something.
Another work day begins with meditation, yoga, a beginner’s mind, a heart filled with love, and the ‘second half’ of my life ahead of me… where do I want this to take me? How do I get there? What is ‘my own’, and does that even matter? My map is incomplete; I am the cartographer on this journey.


