This post isn’t so much about TRAVEL as it is about that same feeling that travel gives me and how I got it five miles from where I live. This is the story of how I was scared of the Buddha. I am an avid Buddhist podcast listener. I listen to Tara Brach, Gil Fronsdal and I just recently found Noah Levine and Dharma Punx. I [...]
Okay, we’re starting a new feature here at Lost and Found – The World at Home. This segment could pop up at any time! Isn’t that exciting?? The reason it cannot be contained by certain days and times, is because this feature pops up at all kinds of weird times. For example, John and I were walking by a door in our neighborhood that we have [...]
It’s becoming more and more apparent as we grow older together. John is a man of the past. His wife (that’s me, hi!), I’m a woman of the future. John wanders around his past, dissecting decisions, questioning them. Sometimes he’ll go back and figure out exactly what would have happened if he had made that decision or this one. There are whole alternate universes of John’s [...]
Disclosure: Before reading this post, you must know that there will be generalizations and judgements about a woman traveling in Morocco. But that’s why you’re reading this I hope, because you know I will speak from my heart. Please know that I realize there’s a whole world we didn’t see on this trip and that this post in no way is meant to cover the entire [...]
First off! I fixed the RSS feed I think. I’m not sure the button works, but if you scroll down to “Entries RSS” at the bottom of the page, that should get you there. I’m very proud of myself for fixing this. Please let me know if it doesn’t work! So, Sunday, our fourth day. The Jmaa is getting easier. The Moroccans see and know EVERYTHING. [...]
We’re in a new riad, our other one was kinda fance, we moved to a new one and it’s just as pretty, cool, quiet courtyard. This one has a lot of kitties, but the last one had a turtle so… Quiet moment. John and I are always racing to get back outside. Right now, we’re not racing. So I can voice some quieter, more thoughtful thoughts. [...]
