One of the quiet, unexpected gifts of sacred travel is this:
You don’t just discover places—
You discover people who recognize you.
Some friendships are built slowly, layer by layer, through proximity and routine.
Others arrive fully formed.
As if the soul already did the introductions long before the body caught up.
Sacred travel has a way of creating those encounters.
I met Laurel and Olga in Tibet, on ancient ground where seeking strips you bare. There was no small talk, no polite circling. Just presence. Laughter. Reverence. A shared understanding that felt immediate and unquestioned. A simple, wordless recognition: of course, you’re here too.
James entered my life in Portugal, where the earth carries both softness and depth. Our conversations felt like they had been waiting patiently to happen—unrushed, thoughtful, expansive. The kind of dialogue that doesn’t seek to impress, only to explore.
And then there’s Sedona, a place that does not tolerate pretense. Sedona introduces you to people who can hold silence, truth, and beauty all at once. That’s where I met Christopher and Michael—souls capable of meeting depth without flinching, of holding space without needing to fill it. People who can hold you.
And Francine, whom I met in the unlikely place of New York City. Proof that sacred space isn’t always quiet, ancient, or remote. Sometimes it’s loud, fast, improbable—and still holy.
None of these friends lives near me.
None of them are in Texas or New Mexico.
We don’t share daily routines, casual drop-ins, or the rhythms of ordinary proximity.
But distance doesn’t apply to soul companions.
When I call them, we drop immediately into a space like no other. A place of honesty. Depth. Laughter. Sacred knowing. A space where nothing superficial survives.
They can hold my heart.
They can hold grief.
They can hold joy.
They can hold sacred space with me—whenever my soul needs it.
These friendships are treasures.
Not because we talk all the time,
But, because when we do, we meet fully.
Sacred travel introduces you to people who don’t just walk beside you for a moment—they walk with you across time and distance. And once you find them, you understand something quietly profound:
Some souls are meant to meet—exactly where the earth is listening…
even in the middle of a city.
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