Post Africa Journal Entry 2.27.13

"I can't sleep. When I try vision's of Africa come back to me ~ disjointed, unorganized images and the longing to be back there makes my chest hurt. Children's smiles, conversations muffled, sights and sounds- images that resonate~ flashes and me searching, wading through all the information that's drowning me. I can't sort through it in my dreams and I awake, sweaty, thinking of jumping, chanting kids, broad white smiles. I lay awake, there in a hazy, half dreaming state. Bleary red numbers beckoning me to sleep, paper beads, looms, dirty clothes, filthy feet and sun baked skin mingling above me, dancing on the ceiling...voices, tossing and turning of sheets."

"When will I get back? How badly I want to get back."

This was me~ 17 days after my trip to Ethiopia. Sleep deprived, laying awake most nights trying to process all that I saw, all that had happened. When I closed my eyes, snap shots of Africa raced back to me like an old movie reel. Silent, jumpy images being played out against the blackness of my eyelids. 

During the days I was a walking zombie, unable to express how totally amazing the trip had been and how so much change could take place in one person over the course of 10 days. 

Who had I become? How could I go back and be the same person? 

What is my 

Purpose?

I literally couldn't put words with the emotions I was feeling~ and I'm a writer! 

This left me with my current:

                                         dilemma, affliction, conviction....

                                                                                   whatever you want to call it~ 

My hope is that by starting this blog, 
                                                               this journey,
                                                                                    this FLIGHT....

I can become the Change Maker I hope to be.

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