Say what now?

Call me crazy. It wouldn’t be the first time. Won’t be the last. But I can’t escape this idea. Hitting the open road, discovering the places I’ve only ever heard about. Hold the land and water in my hand as my ancestors have. Discover who I am. I suppose this is my mojo dojo casa house in my own Kendomland. Or just a midlife crisis. It doesn’t matter. I’m doing it.

I’m selling my house. Getting rid of my stuff. Buying a fifth wheel and traveling for a little while.

In a way, it feels good to say that out loud, because holding it in was smothering. And stressful. Yes, I feared what people might say, but eff it. I’m going soul-searching.

I encourage you to do it too.

Image shot at Aro Ha