Sometimes I wish I wasn’t who I am. And yet, I wouldn’t want to be anybody else. Sometimes, knowing I don’t belong somewhere can completely break my heart…and yet I know I look for ways to be different. I find myself constantly at crossroads of where I want to go and where I’ve been. I have trouble finding my way and yet can usually see the light of my path. I am constantly looking over my shoulder while at the same time I keep my eyes on the horizon watching for the next adventure. I am a seeker, a traveler, an explorer, a wanderer. I am thankful for all the places I have been and have yet to go. So does that tell you a lot about who I am? Probably not. I also tend to be a dreamer, a word player, and a poet. I am ready to share my life. I want to tell you about my adventures, let you know how I came to be who I am, and, maybe, you can begin to reveal yourself as well. I don’t want to die unknown and unknowing. I have decided to blog about all of my adventures, the ordinary and the extraordinary, as I travel among worlds, both physical and spiritual. I grew up in Kansas, lived in England, traveled through Europe, backpacked alone across Malaysia, and have driven through 47 of the 50 American states. I have lived out of the back of my pickup truck and yet have also experienced amazing riches and abundance. I have had visions of angels and spirits who have guided my journey from the very beginning. These adventures have been beautiful and frightening, unnerving and mind blowing, unusual and routine. I have, at times, been terrified of my surroundings, both in and out of my head, and yet fascinated by all the places I have been. Yes, sometimes I wish I wasn’t who I am…and yet know I would never want to be anyone else.
Tomorrow, I will tell you about my very first adventure. Please join me on my journey.
Author Jamie Zunick 