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November 22, 2005


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Happy Thanksgiving, Deb...from one Pink Section Gal to another... ;)


I have a theory about the places we visit, and sometimes spend time living in, and why some feel more like home than others. I'll share it with you some day, or maybe I'll even write about it in my blog, it's something I've been pondering for a while :)

I've never been to Sydney and it sounds like a fab place; love the photo of your neighbourhood, no wonder you felt at home there. The way you feel about Sydney is how I feel about Vancouver, where I lived for a couple of years in the mid 80s. I go back as often as I can and still have very good friends there. It never ceases to amaze me that as soon as I land at the airport, I feel like I am COMING HOME. Of all the places I have lived and visited, Vancouver is the one where I feel most at home. Considering that I was brought up in Germany and have no family ties to Canada, this has always struck me as strange, but wonderful nonetheless.

You said it so well in your comment the other day: "those of us who chose movement leave pieces of our hearts all around the globe." You can tell, I love this quote!

Movement is good for perspective because it allows us to view our lives from different angles.

I am looking forward to hearing more about the career retreat weekend :)

Take care, Kerstin


Oh Deb, it sounds like such a wonderful place for you. Funny how 'place' can be so important ... some people don't pay a lot of mind to that, but I really believe certain places feel like home, and some don't, even if we choose to be there for certain reasons :-). Who knows ... maybe your journey will take you there again some day.

Sounds like the retreat provided a lot of food for thought. Looking forward to more of your insights as you choose to share them.

Happy Thanksgiving!


The brother of my best high school friend has lived in (and around) Sydney for many years. He originally went there (when we were all young) to play (pro) basketball there. He married an Aussie and built a life there. It's funny, I still think of him as being from our hometown...but can't imagine him living anywhere except Australia...

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