I love travelling and exploring new places. Some voyages are planned months in advance, like my pilgrimages to Brazil and others are spontaneous trips to take part in workshops or to study with my teachers in New York and Los Angeles. The last couple of years all of my travel has been centred around my work and my spiritual journey, which are very much intertwined, so my exploration of new places has been inward focussed.
My first pilgrimage to Brazil, which began in the Amazon, opened me in a completely unexpected way. Any and all fears I had softened and melted away the minute I woke up in the warm humidity and dipped my toes in the river.
My world has expanded far beyond the borders of Greater Vancouver. I have such close friends and community in so many different places now, people and places I love to visit. My heart and world have grown and I think this has helped me to let go of this house I live in and the land that I love so much.
Part of me longs to put down deep roots in one spot, but a much larger part of me wants to experience as much diversity in this life that I can, knowing that by opening my world and dissolving my borders and boundaries, I am burrowing my roots deep, deep into the soil of my own spirit.
I’m excited about the days ahead. I’m excited to see where my next home will be. I dwell in the magical mystery of my journey.