"I have never been able to grasp the meaning of time. I don't believe it exists. I've felt this again and again, when alone and out in nature. On such occasions, time does not exist. Nor does the future exist."
I read Kon Tiki for the first time in Jr. High, and now at 40 I am reading it again. The account of this mind-boggling voyage across the pacific on a raft made of balsa wood is stunning and beautiful. Imagine going 3 months without seeing land, eating only the produce you packed on the raft and whatever you can pull out of the ocean! My fascination with voyages like this is deeply connected to the fact that at this point in my life, there are places in my soul where I feel far, far away from the ground I once walked around on and felt comfortable with. It is a beautiful place, full of grace, terror, and the deep love of God. I can only hope that maybe I am starting to see myself, the world and it's people the way the Creator does. Peace to you on your journey, wherever it might be taking you right now. -G