Southwest

Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, Santa Cruz & of course Big Sur – Spring 2022

A second year starting by heading west, this time new routes I wouldn’t have normally chosen, both inwardly and outwardly. Looking back on this time I can tell I was searching. Searching for a path, or a sense of self, or a new way forward. Everything and everyone I encountered were beautiful, but I am not sure the person that I was trusted the road ahead. Maybe I was going through the motions, maybe I wasn’t listening closely, maybe I wasn’t truly trusting the unknown.

Something in me probably needed to.

Lifting up an empty cup i ask silently that all my destinations will accept the one that’s me
so I can breathe