myself

the stranger

the words I speak

the words I hear

the silence I encounter

that everything I need I already have

that I have something to offer the world and will be given the opportunity to share it

every experience has a lesson no matter how small, frustrating, elating, or meaningless it seems at the time

my own fluidity, vulnerability & adaptability

As I stand on the ferry dock, having just arrived in Denmark, I become aware of the trust I have instilled in a woman whom I had met the week before who is to meet me. With no working phone all I can do is wait and trust that she will show. This is not the first time, nor is it the last, I trust a stranger. But trust must go other way — they are welcoming me into the intimacy of their lives.

This happens to be one of my favorite rewards to traveling: to walk into someone’s home as a stranger and walk out as family.

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