Journal Entry from 11/16/08

I left it on a bank of phone booths in the Detroit airport. Finished on the flight from Pittsburgh, the book no longer had any use to me and so without breaking stride, I set it down in a public place and hoped someone else would find it to enjoy. A definite physical sensation occured when I let go of the book, a lightening of both burden and spirit. Not only did I no longer need to carry the 6 or so ounces, but it was also a tangible expression of this journey. Of letting go. Allowing events to unfold and relishing the experience. I am not trying to shape this adventure but more making myself open to it shaping me. The book offered me what it could and having accepted its gift, I gave it away to some unknown. What else can I shed during the next 6 months? In the midst of this uncertainty, I am more at ease than I have been for months. This feels right. This fits.