Living fully is a joy. Seeing the shades of red and yellow-white in a sunset or even the boiling green of a tornado sky, smelling lilacs, feeling the touch of a breeze reminds us that we’re still here.
Understanding people who are different from us can also help us feel alive. Maybe that's a person who hates us. (Think al-Qaida). Maybe that's a person who lives delightfully, yet so differently that her existence makes us question our own.
Like an explorer desperate to see over the next ridge, I love to walk on untrod ground. I want to understand every different person, every terrorist and tornado and a multitude of other phenomena.
I do this to be fully alive. I do this to educate and inspire. I seek to transform myself and the world, and I’m brash enough to believe my work can make that happen.