This was originally posted on Facebook on 12.26.2013, and I think it bears repeating…
I believe there is a thing called “the call of the desert”. It’s a call that draws certain people just as the mountains and oceans call certain people. The desert may call to you for a long time – patiently – but one day you’ll find your feet pointed towards a desert home, regardless of the cost or obstacles.
Yesterday, standing on the boulders over our new home I looked around me and realized I was in the place that had been calling me for as long as I can remember. The boulders, the Joshua Trees, the sand, the vistas – like a life long dream and reality colliding… and I knew this place had been calling to me since the moment I started to crawl on this earth.
How does that happen? I don’t know, but yesterday I knew for certain it’s true.