I’ve dropped hints and slipped it into conversations for some time now. In private its been a more openly celebrated ambition. At first I only dared to share the dream with a small intimate circle of support, until at last this past Sunday I tweeted and posted on my Facebook page:
3 years ago I could not walk 15 meters without severe pain.Today I begin to train for walking 125km on the Camino de Santiago. #miracle
— Katie Hart (@FlowingUnder) May 19, 2013
The years that we lived in England as expats it was a bit surprising to me how unfamiliar it felt to return for visits to the United States and how comfortingly normal life felt when we arrived back in the UK. It was curious and amusing. Having gone back for the first time after living in Spain for 3 years it feels profound. Still curious, still amusing; but there has been a deep shift at my core that there was not before. Read more →
It happened to me. I got lost in my hometown. Wandering a grid pattern – hoping I found my destination lost. For the better part of an hour lost. At 2:00am lost.
That was after I fell asleep on the bus. Twice. The second time being on the last bus of the night.
The taxi driver who I hailed to take me where I wanted to go was not having a much better night than I. He got lost too. Which is how I ended up lost.
If you were to have asked me just a few months ago if I would be getting back to the US for a visit anytime in the foreseeable future, my answer would have been absolutely not.
And I would have been so very wrong. Read more →
Welcome to the Friday Flow.
Taking time to listen past mental chatter and busy-ness. Bringing awareness and flow to where you are stuck. Read more →
