Life is strange. Just when I think I'm either too busy or have priorities else where I find myself being called to the places of my roots or other "deeper places." In a couple of days I will be going to a Scout Camp I worked at in the 80's and taking video, still images and sound samples for a promotional video I have been asked to do. This is the same place where I heard stories and inkings that eventually lead me to the underground city of D'ni. A few days ago I was almost at the point of tears in regards to my missing D'ni. For some reason that cavern always felt like home but in recent years surface matters distracted me and I grew sadly distant.
I'm being called back. I'm not sure how I will get back but it's important for me to do so. I have unfinished exploring to do, journals to write, images to capture and puzzles to solve. I'm going back and along the way I will seek other explorers who are feeling the call.