This is Lee. Writing my inaugural blog post from Valparaiso Chile. And no, this is not a picture of Valparaiso Chile. Sure, I have some of those. Stunning blue skied views. An impossible jumble of houses precariously stacked one upon another. Street art that would awe even Banksy decorating everty building, door, stair, and lamp post in sight. Perhaps next post I’ll show some of those, but for this maiden voyage into the world of blogging, I decided to share a photo near and dear to my heart.
This particular picture is so very dear to me not just because it’s full of greens that would make Kermit blush, but because that stack of wood with a folded towel was an impromptu meditation seat in the fields of my childhood home. It is a seat that I sat on for an hour or so, feeling my body breathing. Feeling the earth below me. Feeling connected to nature in a way I’d never imagined possible. Somehow I knew when I finally rose from that seat that I was a part of something bigger. Something magical. And that it was only a matter of time until I set out with wide eyed wonder to see for myself.
So before I inundate you with vistas and sunsets and stunning views, I thought I’d share how it all began – on two blocks of wood with a folded towel in the middle of nowhere…