Another adventure begins... (4 hrs in)

An early morning...


    the sun peaks over

the horizon...

      passing by the masses

of people,

      on their way to their 9-5

jobs.

      the Civil Wars is the

soundtrack for the morning...

 "I've got my ticket

     and i'm going to go..."


people watching

   while waiting

for the call to board...


Irish music playing

   at the coffee shop,

serenading early morning

    commuters

as they wait

for a piping hot cup of
 
coffee.



   Anxious anticipation

as we prepare for

   take off...

excited

 for the adventure

ahead...

    for the mystery of the

unknown that is ahead

of me.


Exhilaration as the

  plane jets forward

    & we leave

the ground.


   Nashville becomes

smaller and smaller as

we rise to the clouds.


Nashville - the closest thing

I have

as far as roots go...


   that lovely city,

always buzzing with

music & life...
 

I am a traveler,

a gypsy,

a wanderer...


I have no roots,

no place to call "home"...


I am restless;

     a visitor walking the
 
earth.


From place to place

I travel,

   experiencing new culture,

gaining new wisdom,

   new insight,

new perspective,

   new love...

but I am never

    home;

there is no place

where I "belong".


     The miles pass by

as we press through

the clouds...

      I wonder about the

people below...

      about their lives,

their passions,

their pain...


Up in the sky,

   I am completely

unattached from the

    earth,

       physically,

as well as mentally...


   What a strange

               sensation!


I have no problem

   detaching myself from

earthly things in my

mind, but to also be

   floating, flying, soaring

above it all,

     completely unattached...

it is breathtaking.
            

Below,


   the rolling hills & winding

     rivers

 change to even plains,

    multicolored patchwork,

& geometric shapes...



Everything really is bigger

    in Texas...

sitting in the Dallas airport

    on my 2hr layover;


people watching

   yet again,


and listening


to a 14yr old boy

          from Ecuador,

traveling alone,

      who has attached

himself

to me...



       Jesus,


          Love who you will through
    me. Help them to see You
    in & through me. Use me
    for your purposes. Make me &
    mold me into the vessel you
    desire. Glorify yourself
    through my weaknesses &
    despite my flaws & sinful
    ways. Draw me closer to
    you, till the end.

               I love you,

                               M