To Shake the Sleeping Self: A Quest for a Life with No Regret

by Jedidiah Jenkins

Traveling alone, you get to be whoever you want. I don’t mean lie. I mean you get to be a blank slate. You can’t leave behind your skin color, or your height, or the handsomeness or homeliness of your face.

If our shittiest actions can lead to beauty, what does it mean to do right and wrong?

I knew that my deepest wounds were the place of my deepest meanings. And she was ground zero. My salvation was somewhere inside her.

So true

Instead of a lineup of peaks, Cuernos del Paine looks like a jumbled collection of shardlike spikes rising in a triangle, almost like God had taken a machete to a mountain in a drunken rage. Hiking trails completely encircle both of these wonders.

I want to go there and hike it.

You know they say Jesus walked on water when He was thirty-two. He lived to be thirty-three. You’re in your years of ministry.”

JFC are American mums all as painful and religious as this ?