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Meditations #82

BY Lisa Lindblad

May 25, 2017

It is there in the eyes of a face different from ours halfway around the globe,

in the fingertips of an artisan’s handshake,

in the steady gaze of a child,

the truth that more connects us than separates us, that we can communicate deeply and without words.

That we are one family.

Travel is how we weave this psychic web.

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There may be a creeping sameness to the world, but just beneath the monotony lie cultures painted with their own colors and styles.

In each corner of the earth people stand in their own grace, carrying traces of the history that is their own story, unique and remarkable.

It is for this that we must travel.

 

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