This blog went from being Walk With Me to Scattered People and back to Walk With Me. In my very first entry from July 2007, i wrote this:
Destinations, i’m learning, ain’t necessarily the best part of the journey. There is so much to be gained on the way, the path so potentially wealthy.
This might could be why i love to walk. Wherever. Anytime. To my aunt Precious’ house. Church Ave. from Utica to Flatbush with my grandmother. Washington Heights to Brooklyn. Along the Layou River, Dois de Julho to Campo Grande, Havana Vieja, or King’s Way Market. It just feels natural. Good-like, you know?
So it is in keeping with this that i ask you to walk with me…True goodness is never individual. The places i go. The people i meet. The conversations i have. The inspiration i receive. None of it belongs to me alone. They’re ours.
So, if you will, walk with me. Let me share. We got work to do.
Oh, i was a child! The words, however, still remain true. And the offer still stands.