The world is such a huge place.

Ordinarily,  I have a picture,  a photo, an experience to write about. This time, there is no picture.   It's about how my soul exists around the world. I so much want to experience every culture.

I used to travel to experience the sites. The Vatican, the familia sagrada, the colosseum, the Grand Canyon, Mount Rushmore, etc...but now, it's a matter of where I am in my life when I get there. 

I dont want to just go to a place, I want to absorb it. I dont want it to define me, I want it to teach me who I am. 

There is something so gratifying about losing your culture. And experiencing someone else's.   Coming from america, "the land of the free," we dont really realize what we're missing.   There is so much In the world that can free me, so much I can let go of to feel free.  

The first step is out my front door....