HERE

Made it to Tanzania. My emotions are something I cannot name. Familiar and Foreign in one. Alone and Connected. Powerful. Free.

Thank you to those of you who empowered me in my journey. I cannot wait to share the depths. Yesterday was spent in Nganjoni Village, met by hundreds of children dancing and singing welcoming us in. It was a beautiful sight. I took hands with a woman who does not speak my language or look like me and together we buried the roots of a small seedling, soon to be grandiose tree. For a moment we meshed our lives and cultured the new. Much has happened- learning and teaching and sharing. There really are no words to describe.

Its different too. The smell, the taste in the air. even the way i feel about my body and hair. The food the comforts, the way I don't fit it. I walked through Moshi town alone, willing my soul to soak it in. Not based on anyone else, or comfort or emotion but rather the truth of the heart. I enter a moment and I venture to stay in it. each moment- what a privilege.

the peace of my heart to you my friends.