As I sit in the plane, on the way to Denver, I am struck by the way the land looks. The beauty of nature is in the ever repeating lines that are formed by ridges, rivers and streams. The fractals Each time something splits there is an almost identical split somewhere else. Even the roads, built by humans, have fractal lines. I realize, looking at the strange mix of natural and artificial that nature is in control and always has been.
At home it is 9:30, but up here at 33000 ft, and fourth of the way over the Labrador Sea it is timeless. With no sense of time, and only the stillness of my surrounding cabin and seats to occupy my mind, I find it not suprising that people get jet lagged. After all, there are so many conflicting times, the airport you just left, your destination, and your home that confuse. While timezones do change, I find it is the quite between destinations that are the worst.
I was accepted into Global Leadership Adventures in November 2012 and there was a lot to do. I had to apply for a visa, get shots, a check-up, plane tickets and pay all $4,000 of my tuition. At the time, it seemed like a huge project and I wondered if I was really going. I labored to fundraise, find the things I needed, and get plane tickets throughout the long winter months with out realizing I was drawing ever closer to my goal. Then, my visa passport came back and reality hit. I was really going; My dreams were coming true. And now two days before departure from my home country, I look back and realize my dream was there the whole time, I just didn’t look hard enough.