Tag: Spiritual

Observations of: New Zealand; elevated

I very rarely go back, to countries that is. I revisit cities I’ve vacationed in, but never a country I once lived. A part of me has a deep significant fondness for exploration that is stronger than the gratifying tranquility of remembrance. The pull of the undiscovered is a powerful ally for my sense of adventure. Also, I’m afraid. It’s one thing to pass through as a tourist; a temporary di

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On the upper most peak of Lion’s rock there is a single entrance and exit. It can get congested like evening rush hour as tourists walking up interlace chaotically with the tourists walking down. Waiting my turn to dive into the human commotion I noticed a group of teenage monks doing what teens do, talking a little too loudly, laughing a little too much, and taking