Our plane departed late in the Pea soup dense fog in Seattle. Heavy turbulence intermittently on the flight, gave me a feeling of surfing in the air as I returned from the restroom to my seat. In-flight entertainment, and chummy seatmates made the trip easy and enjoyable.
Upon landing, I opened my window shade and looked out to the city of my birthplace. The streets, alleys, buildings, and their architecture all immediately anchored me here. My girlfriend with whom I share nearly 50 years of life gave me gave me a warm welcome in the sunny 80 degree day.
How far do you live from your birthplace? How often do you get back there? Ki to Happiness shares her homecoming from her travel altar after a soft morning practice.