Finding The Heart Of Each Day
Before I began backpacking, in 2002 after retirement as a lobbyist, administrator and educator, and with my three boys grown and out of the house, a friend asked me to “report back to those at home what travel reveals about the human heart and what we have become in this world. To look beneath the surface of things to the heart of each day. Is God alive? Does hope exist? Are people still falling in love? Is everyone buying death as if it were cheap socks at a smoke sale?"
I take this on. I look for clarity. I look for signs of courage…of strength of conviction rooted in heart…in an authentic identity, in myself as well as in others. I look for cheap socks…and death for sale. I have found it all.
However, I am now an expat living in Oaxaca Mexico...again finding both sorrow and joy. This blog is intending to keep friends, family and any other inquiring minds apprised of my whereabouts, goings-on, world-watching and idle thoughts. You are welcome to leave comments or email me at laughingnomad@mac.com.
March 7th, 2009
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