#25

I’ve finally landed in a place I’ve dreamed of for a very long time.
At 54, I’m standing on the island of Sicily — another dream destination fulfilled.

We’ll be here for nearly two weeks, split between two towns, one seaside and one inland, beginning in the charming village of Letojanni. It sits on the eastern coast, just north of Taormina, where the mountains meet the sea and life slows down to a beautiful rhythm.

#24

Already this slow travel journey has exceeded my joy and expectations a thousandfold over our last six months of travel. Italy is my heart, and at times I have to remind myself to receive the Love this country gives to me. It’s stretching me to open my heart more expansively — to remember that life is here to be enjoyed, appreciated, and lived with excitement and wonder, even in the midst of chaos, breakdowns, and growth.

#23

Slow travel has its own kind of rhythm — one that asks you to listen to life’s natural pace instead of your to-do list. After our exciting few days together in Rome (and a very happy reunion!), we’ve now settled into a slower heartbeat in a small town called Sarteano, Tuscany.

I’ve never experienced Italy in October, and here in the countryside, where grapevines fade from green to gold, it feels like time itself is exhaling.

#22

It’s Sunday morning in Rome, and I’ve been here for two full days now. It’s been a lot to navigate on my own, and there have definitely been edges in living this new reality, but I couldn’t be happier.

Isn’t that life? We’re excited to experience something new, we give it a go, and it rarely turns out exactly how we planned or imagined. But following our desires, and that inner nudge of the soul calling us into something greater, is always a gift.