I was challenged by a friend to share a little bit of the real me. So here goes. I live to wander. My happiest moments are spent in new places with new people. I live for the excitement of discovering a new coffee shop or the perfect rock to picnic on. I love to be outside. My favorite people gather around the campfire at night. They ground me and give me measured doses of reality.
They know that too much reality will sink me, that I float in a different space than they do.
I am generous, too generous at times. My husband will tell you of times that I gave away our last meal (for real, on the trail, when we were days from a town). He will tell you that I am hard headed. He will tell you that sometimes, I will only learn the hard way. He will tell you that an occasional hot bath and a good meal will get me to walk all the way from Mexico to Canada.
I have learned to guard against boredom in my life. It destroys my soul and makes me less of who I want to be.
What I fear most, is missing IT. Missing the sunset, missing the moment, missing a first or a last. I don’t sleep much. When I do, I dream in color.
This is who I am, this is why I do what I do. I love the freedom to travel. The freedom to be there. The freedom to give generously. The choice to not miss IT.
Who are you, deep down inside? What makes you passionate? What makes you come alive? Do more of it! It is the very essence of life.