So, here we are, at Aeropuerto Mataveri, the official entry to Te Pito O Te Henua: The Navel of the World. Yes, this is where we all come from; we have an umbilical connection to this place; this stranded singular sod alone in a vast ocean. And in a way I feel like I've been born again. I am a newborn coming into the world. I'm at the start of a journey and I don't know what that journey holds for me. Although we have planned to a certain degree, the forthcoming trials and tribulations that this journey will entail are a mystery waiting to be discovered. And that is terribly exciting. It fills you with nervous anticipation and makes you happier than you could imagine at the same time. All journeys in life start like this. They have a yin and yang quality about them. They impress upon you diametrically opposed feelings: fearful yet brave; sad to leave, yet happy to go; cautious yet confident; jumping out of the well of knowledge into the cloud of unknowing.
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