One right to which few individuals care to lay claim is the right to wander, life on the roads is liberty: one day bravely to throw off the shackles with which modern life and the weakness of our heart encumber us, in a pretence of liberty; to arm oneself with the symbolic staff and bundle and run away! Selfish happiness perhaps. But happiness indeed for those able to appreciate it. (Isabelle Eberhard, 1901)
"Traveling - First it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller" -
Thursday, December 31, 2015
Gold dust in my blood
The thought that they will accept me into the sufi order feels like gold flowing in my veins.. I walk differently . I walk upright, my feet touching the ground more gently.
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