I Will Not Live An Unlived Life

I’m still in awe that I had the opportunity to go on safari in Kenya πŸ‡°πŸ‡ͺ. As I process the enormity of the experience, words from a poem by Dawna Markova dance in my mind, reminding me to fully inhabit each moment, to let life unfold and transform me. ✨


β€œI will not die an unlived life.

I will not live in fear

of falling or catching fire.

I choose to inhabit my days,

to allow my living to open me,

to make me less afraid,

more accessible;

to loosen my heart

until it becomes a wing,

a torch,

a promise.

I choose to risk my significance,

to live so that which came to me as seed

goes to the next as blossom,

and that which came to me as blossom,

goes on as fruit.”


This trip was a profound immersion into the heart of Africa, an experience that has left an indelible mark on my soul. 🌍 From the moment we soared above the majestic landscape to the warm embrace of our Massai guides, every encounter was full of the richness of life. 🦁🌿

I find myself grappling with a whirlwind of emotions. My mind struggles to fully comprehend the experiences I've had. While my heart remains wide open, overflowing with gratitude and wonder, Kenya's beauty and resilience stand in stark contrast to the profound losses suffered by its people, wildlife, and landscapes. As I begin to process these experiences, I am humbled by the complexity of it all. πŸŒΊ

As I integrate these experiences into my being, I wanted to share the wonder and beauty with you with these photos. 🦁 πŸ―πŸ˜πŸ¦“

Love,
Deb


Deborah Kernbatch2