I Never Would Have Thought...

So we're home. I've had so many great experiences that I don't know where to start- customs and missed flights, the incredible world class people who made us lunch and rolled on the mats, the chance to help a community, getting to know the locals.

I think this trip is going to be the stem of many future posts, some with hero's and villains and others with just great stories.

This post however, I want to first say thank you to everyone that I've met over the last week, thank you to the three of you I traveled with and lived next to, thank you to everyone who made such life changing experiences possible. I asked myself where am I and what am I doing so many times this last week, and I was stunned with the answers I would give myself.

I am beside a Samuel Mockbee building working side-by-side with four successful martial art school owners.
I am in rural Alabama being taught to ride a Ripboard by a mennonite girl.
I am in a church in Greensboro talking to a pro fighter about software.
I am in a building where bikes are made from bamboo learning simple electrical.
I am in a kitchen listening to Julia Butterfly Hill talk about Luna and the car accidents she recently had.
I am in Selma walking across the Edmund Pettus Bridge with Keshia Thomas.
I am in Pam Dorr's home making pancakes.

I am still stunned.

Every morning after we were woken up by Master Callos I tried to ground myself. I would think what would Sifu Brinker say? He would say something about how incredible it is that we are here, now, in this building. How many little things had to happen to place us in that building at that point in time with that group of people. How incredible is life?

I am still stunned and I am forever grateful for the experiences.