Dreams of trips to faraway places have dominated my imagination since I was just a little girl. I used to go to the public library in our home town in Minnesota and read all about the Casbah of Morocco, the gondolas of Venice, and the azure blue colors of the Greek isles. Miraculously, I was able to actually travel to all of these places by the time I was twenty-one! Since then, I’ve tried to travel someplace every summer, even if it couldn’t be to such exotic places. Travel makes time stand still for a while and life feels more leisurely than the fast-pace of ordinary work days at home. The moment I step outside my front door, I enter into the adventure of each step of the journey. I pray my way through each hour, looking at every person and experience as holding a message from God. I scribble down random notes to be pondered later and find myself smiling, full of childlike joy, at this yearly opportunity to stretch beyond the limits of my “one wild and precious life.”

by DC