After Wisconsin, I pulled into home (Iowa) for a few days and stayed on the farm (my home). Later I met with my massage therapist friend, introduced her to couchsurfing.com, and learned about the "underground art/healing movement" in north central Iowa. Who would have thought that a drum circle was so close?!
Then it was back to Chicago via Greyhound, work and meetings for a week. One of which was an interview at the Chicago Conservation Center, which happens to be the leading conservation firm in the Nation. They do both public and private work, as well as disaster relief.
At this current moment, I'm sitting in Clarion, Penn., the farthest east I've been to date. (Until tomorrow!) I'm official co-pilot on an excursion to the Holy Land known as Boston, with the holiest of missons. To restore my good friend of four years, Nikki, to her home and loving family.
I won't lie. I'm torn up. Really sad, and regretful of many things. But it's all a very yogic experience. Loss and gain. Uncertainty and reaction.
The only problem is, I'm more attached to this world that the Buddha was, at least...for the next two weeks.
*updates later may include: Boston, Philly, D.C. and of course, loneliness.
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