This morning as I was taking a walk, I had a moment of inspiration and wrote a poem. I’d been pondering some impactful conversations we’d had with new friends we met on the road… Finding myself very grateful for soulful meetings that encourage and inspire us on our journey. I am continually astonished with the breadth and depth of new friends’ interests, generosity, and vulnerability. The sacredness of encounters is something my little relational self keeps returning to, especially when people ask if we get lonely or feel isolated. There are moments of this, yes, but there are also amazing experiences where we’ve shared drinks, fires, food, and stories… life lived.