photo by LLGriffin

I grew up in the midwest and every year my family drove back to upstate New York – when I look back that was a long haul.

This particular time I was around 9 ish. All my cousins and aunts and uncles were at my grandpa Nic’s house. So my younger cousin who was maybe around 5-7 and I decided to go for a walk around the block.

We held hands and made our way around the neighborhood. As it turns out we crossed a number of blocks and we ended up front of the neighborhood store Tammaro’s, and continued walk past the owners, because we thought we were on the right path.

They knew who we were so they called my uncle.

We didn’t think we were lost.

We did connect back with our families – I know you were worried 😉

I also remember our parents and aunts and uncles bricking about how this happened.

We just wanted to go for a little walk.

When I travel or hike I keep in the thought in the back of my mind that I have to have a willingness to get lost.

Even though have a plan and a map, sometimes, you make a wrong turn and are lost but then you have come across the amazing hole in the wall restaurant or see a family of deer on your path.

Be ok with being lost for a while.
It’s a way to practice living with uncertainty or ambiguity.

This journal is a journey

Let it help you on your path.

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