Can’t believe I’m in Cairo. Yes, I put it on my vision board 2011. Yes, when I asked for a sign about a month and a half ago of whether or not I would go to Egypt, I got it loud and clear about thirty seconds later. (A man I’d never seen before walked by me at the gym and paused just long enough for me to spot his arm tattoo. The three pyramids with the word EGYPT underneath—just in case the three pyramids weren’t clear enough. Yes, I almost fell off the elliptical, but I still didn’t believe it).
Yet, here I am. I’m in Egypt! I feel like by the time it finally hits me, I’ll be in the airport leaving. Hopefully not.
There is so much I want to do while I’m here—mostly seeing family I haven’t seen in years—that at times I feel overwhelmed by it all. I’m worried I’m not doing enough, seeing enough or reaching out enough. I’m worrying so much I’m worried I’ll miss the whole thing.
I’m hoping I can relax, be in the moment and enjoy. And any inspiration or insight is much appreciated as usual. Something about Egypt makes me feel like I should be having inspiration hit me every two minutes. So I’m ready for whatever epiphanies come my way.
Thank you for the opportunity. I’m grateful to be here.