There are very few times in your life when you can pinpoint a time that changed you. Often times you may realize these moments years later, but to have immediate awareness...that does not happen very often. My two and half months in Ecuador changed me. I came back and I just knew. Now it is an adventure to see how I have changed, and to try to hold onto that instead of reverting to old habits and destructive cycles.
Since I have graduated university I have spent days feeling the movements of the ocean, sensing the currents of the rivers below me, exploring jungles and pine forests, in canyons of sandstone to valleys of granite. I have walked through the ruins of the ancient puebloan civilizations and danced in the streets of San Francisco, been in houses surrounded by the laughter of little babies and the sadness of home healing from the death of a brother, son and friend.
I am not quite sure what I am doing, nor do I know where I am heading, but everything feels so inexplicably right. The next month I will be down in the ditch, but stay tuned for adventure time in August. A California/Oregon/Washington trip seems to be in the cards, but I am open to suggestions and ideas.