I look without seeing 12/30/2010

The end of 2010. I am a quarter of a century old and my body,
is still trying.
It tries to figure out where it is.

Last New Years was Arabian nights in the twilight zone. The Doha, Qatar.

Trying to understand why I was about to go through 7 more months of being a Physical Education Teacher. Looking back I miss many beauties.
Looking back I cringe with disgust.

Some traveling to Australia, to Argentina, back through the US and then back to Argentina for 3 months I now find myself preparing for a return to Buenos Aires for at least another 7 months and am feeling again. Feeling does not end. 

"What are you doing? What are you feeling?"

          asked the Over-Soul.

"I don't know."
          responded my false-self.

I am doubtful. 

I do not doubt moments captured digitally. They are full of soul, experience, beauty, challenge, and connection.

In Argentina. In Tilcara planted in the Quebrada. Patience in waiting.
Waiting for our bus. Barefoot never felt so nice. St. Francis biography by G.K. Chesterton. 

.salt flats. Trapped in the blue, grounded in the savory earth.

4,170meters feels different than sea level. Feeling is fleeting though. 

Australian dreamin' with Kate Marie.

Its beneficial to 

The incarnation of my spirit animal.

QATAR AND SRI LANKA

QATAR

My mountain in the desert.