I’ve been at a loss for words as of late. This is something that commonly happens when I go too long between excursions.
Silence… Has escaped me.
Affords me a clarity that I am unable to get elsewhere. The static of the daily becomes toxic and overwhelming, leaving me useless.
Last week while in Florida. I encountered a Baobab tree and I was reminded of an old African proverb…
That touching the Baobab with your left hand garners good luck.
I figured that I had nothing to lose as I made my way towards the tree with my hand extended.
Now I wait… either for luck, providence or a little of both.
I’ll keep you posted.