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All posts for the month June, 2016

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a malleable meadow expanding under each footfall. giving space to grow into uncharted terrain. there is vibrancy in the air. pulsing with the openness of opportunity. here. i begin to walk. finding comfort in ambiguity. saunter into summer skies. spotted with clouds of intrigue. that barely fade before dawn. and provide a pastel palette. free. with which to draw-in the unforeseen.

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lights of bustling landscapes quietly flare. twinkling reminders of potential adventure avenues. that course outward into darkness. await. for the right connection to form. no-rush. no need to push against temporary walls. who crumble under the flows of time. and give way to unguarded spaces. exposing the hidden magic. when the mind let’s go. and the hush of night takes over.

To explain my month’s absence, here are photographic slices of my latest journey:

I’ve been to Hel and back! Literally. Biked 35km through Hel, Poland

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Stormed the largest available castle

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Celebrated a beautiful union

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And experienced some local flavors:

Owl sporting gypsies

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Religious parades

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Sun-splashed alley cafes

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and goat fur trader.

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The trip then turned from summery Eastern Europe to a water-themed Icelandic adventure. That started with sea ice

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Flowed into epic rainy hikes

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Gushed into rivers and waterfalls

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After waterfall

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To unnamed waterfall caves — complete with a snow/ice floor

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Days of camping on crumbling cliffs

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With a sample of pampering

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Sulfuric hot springs

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That gave rise to white-out driving

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And a snorkleing moment where, through the linkage of friends, we bridged the gap between the North American and European continental shelf

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No matter how many times I venture out — either solo or with new/old friends — my heart is filled. And yet left a bit thirsty. For there is always more to discover!

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through the thicket. under pass. and open on to wandering’s wonders. utopia. the edge of fear and curiosity. anticipation wells over the next bend. and my core nature soars. in these silent woods there is only me. explorer. sponge soaking in the succulent landscapes. a place where i can be myself. alone and free. trekking into the falling light of discovery.