“A journey is best measured in friends, rather than miles.” -Tim Cahill
I don’t know of a sweeter experience than finding yourself at home with friends that you haven’t seen for a time. I love basking in the warmth and welcome that doesn’t need to be said because it is so deeply felt. I also love the freedom to speak your mind without hesitation, knowing that they get you. And the feeling of time running together even if it has been a year or more since you were last together, feels like yesterday. The connection is continuous and there is no warming up necessary to dive deep with friends.
When I travel and find myself welcome and safe in other cities at my friends’ homes, the trip takes on a whole other meaning. In reflecting on the time in between, I find myself anew with friends who listen to me with fresh ears and open heart. All that has been percolating in me comes through with more clarity than I knew I had in me. It is one of the most beautiful forms of contentment there is, this being welcomed into the home of people you admire and love.
This journey for me is all about where I touch and allow myself to feel connected to the people I encounter. It is only through these human connections that my life makes any sense at all. I realize more each day on this quest that my destination is not a place, it is finding a new way of seeing. It starts and ends with loving connection. I feel very blessed.