Befriending Uncertainty

At home I can uphold the illusion of final control. I can impress upon my mind the absurd idea that I, this infinitesimally small speck of consciousness, can control the universe. Travel invites me to befriend a stranger: uncertainty. The gift pilgrimage bestows upon the pilgrim is knowing that he is not in control. This in turn creates room for growth in trust beyond oneself.

Watching Emmi watching the seemingly infinite ocean.

Watching Emmi watching the seemingly infinite ocean.

In travel I am given the chance to befriend uncertainty. 

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