a new life is lapping at my toes, much like the ocean it rushes in and spills over me with each wave, the sun warmth softens the hard shell i hide underneath. my soft skin slowly appearing with each passing day. the surf accept my offerings of fear and doubt and sucks them out to sea. i'm left on the shore, free to decide how to fill this new space within. throughout the trip there are ideas, old and new. talk of travel, of our world and changes on the horizon. stories of the past, wishes for the future. we rethink family. all the while we listen in the hopes of getting closer to the soul we are learning to truly see. it is all happening.
-mexico 2009
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