The thing I find about being an adult, and being a traveler (the way i travel) is that every moment I’ll experience, and every emotion that creeps up behind those moments will soon be leaving.

Can you recall that moment in life, childhood perhaps, when everything inside and out was alright? Purely alright? And not just an untarnished fleeting moment?

But today, I held on as long as possible, not thinking about the food I’d eat when I left the fields, or the cold waiting for me up the hill. This was a “wow” moment. The long ride from Amsterdam to Hillegom, the cold breeze, and frozen hands became inconsequential. My voice escaped without permission to say “thank you, God, for this.”

“I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it. People think pleasing God is all God cares about. But any fool living in the world can see it always trying to please us back.” – Alice Walker

I could have stayed there all day, basking in God.