a question that i have been asking lately is if there is a place that just feels like home. that you are so satisfied to be there that there are no thoughts of "where next" flowing through you. i don't know if i can honestly say that i have ever been somewhere were i thought that i was going to spend the rest of my life in. and i know that is sad...but i'm not sure if it's not right.

our world is so big. i feel like every time i step into a new place - embrace a new experience - meet a new person i grow as a person. i can't imagine ever being satisfied - i want to see it all - experience everything. don't get me wrong. i dream of finding home. i dream of being so at peace in a place that my blood stops its gypsy pumping and the change of the wind doesn't drive me to jump up and leave. i have a certain suspicion, though, that it might not be a place that does that for me but meeting the right person - so far he has alluded me.

i went to haiti again. this place brings a peace. i know that i feel more at home walking through the streets of filth then walking downtown. i feel more at home hugging a street kid that going out for a real fancy dinner.

if i could bring you to a place that makes my heart soar it might just be the metal art village we stopped in and visited.

these people are beautiful. i hated my white skin and straight hair and i know dream of carrying a haitian baby of my very own in my arms.