i've been looking through archived images of my adventures last year
while planning upcoming trips to the desert and across the ocean.
it's difficult not to get antsy. lusting to wander.
it's also difficult to put away the fears:
how is it all going to come together?
what if i miss out on what i'm really looking for?
where will i find the words to tell it how it was?
and then i read emerson's advice,
and i settle in with them.
i've already started to pack and unpack these words--
they are quickly becoming part of my daily luggage,
a reminder that even while in the office i can carry
beauty with me...
and i'll definitely be carrying beauty with me as
i set out on a whirlwind of adventures,
setting my anxieties aside and replacing them
with attention to the details and the way my
breath pulses as i soak it all in.
this i believe.
{let the wanderlusting begin}
{photo of
britt outside the colosseum on our maiden
voyage adventure}