2,500 Miles

Going to visit these West Coast kin tomorrow. The airfare was a gift, which makes me think again of Wendell Berry’s assertion that “We live the given life, and not the planned.” I love how much I can relax into that fact. I didn’t know I was going to Seattle this summer — it was something given to me, not something planned. I deliberately haven’t read about Seattle and all the “must see” things beforehand, because I want to let the trip happen, not make it happen. This made more sense an hour ago when I wasn’t so tired…but I’ll post it anyway, and maybe I can elaborate another time.