by Annie Zylstra
The original melody for Unknown came at Deer Creek in upstate New York on the day I, contrary to what I believed would happen, did not board a plane to England to study with my teachers and heal an important relationship that waited there. This long, very impatiently awaited, meticulously planned and paid for journey was snatched away by an unsolveable passport snafu, discovered while getting in the car to drive to the airport. This seemingly epic, very painful fail led to a very helpful release of many of the stories and expectations I'd been projecting onto this trip and the various people involved in it. And, as life does, opened the door to many new amazing experiences.
Finding home in all that is unknown,
Release what is gone.