I left my heart...

Aug 08, 2010 09:11

It's really interesting how much has led up to this trip. I'd never been to San Francisco before, and yet I had dreams about being in the city for several years. I often wondered why this was. One of my theories is that I know that one side of my family emigrated to America through San Francisco, so maybe there's a part of my soul's memory that truly knows this place. There's also the fact that it's a "gay mecca". Coming here is almost like a pilgrimage, on many levels.

I also kept repeatedly experiencing synchronicity in the weeks leading up to this trip, which led me to believe that there was something completely right about my coming here. On reflection, I'd have to say that this is true, simply because everything has gone smoothly, I learned a lot of things which will help me better implement the program that I run, and I've been blessed to spend time with so many great friends, both old and new.

I wish I had more time to explore this big city. At the same time, though, I'm homesick. I miss my man and my doggies. It will be a relief to get back home and utilize the tools I've been given here in San Francisco to make myself a better person, thereby making my community a better place, and hopefully making the world a better place.

travel, work, friendship, san francisco

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