Laura Elliott

SUMMITING KILIMANJARO––Discovering endurance and answering the riddle of what is enough

His first words to me through the ether about the xplor.earth team at the summit of Kilimanjaro said it all…. “Everyone safe, some not very lucid, but thrilled nevertheless after having pushed body and mind to extreme limits. Proud of the team, from 15 to 53 years old!”  Harsh Patil, founder and leader of xplor.earth …

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The language of hope from the hidden and hurting in Jordan

Our driver greeted us at the Queen Alia International Airport after a 20+ hour journey from California. We stopped at a shawarma fast food place for dinner and he introduced himself saying, “My name is Salam, it means peace in Aramaic, the language of Jesus.” No one I had ever known introduced himself in quite …

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Bluewater–where deep calls to deep

This is a story about the good stuff. About when you get that feeling. A feeling that doesn’t make sense, but you act on it anyway. Where feeling turns to force. No, not the over-the-top, Hollywood-science-fiction-blockbuster kind. These are the gentle whispers. The ones that are easy to pay attention to. And the crazy ones …

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Ballerinas, machine guns and Corcovado––a dance with doubt in Brazil

On the heels of my dad’s death last July, a fellow pilgrim on El Camino de Santiago invited me to stay with her in the mountains outside of São Paulo. Yes, please. I had no expectations other than I’d spend my days writing in a charming mountain hamlet where I’d talk long into the night …

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The exotic journey of the heart

These first golden weeks of the new year always uplift my spirit. I hope they’ve done the same for you. There’s nothing quite like the promise of a new year to tune into dreams and passions. It’s been over a year and a half since I sold most of my stuff, stored the rest and went …

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Your little bag of hope

Only hours after touching down in Sao Paulo, I received this little bag of hope. See, I had no underwear.  It’s a long story, but I promised Dad, I’d keep it short (see below). On our drive into the remote mountains of Sao Paulo, my friend and I stopped at a mall for cash (no ATMS in the …

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One Nation. Under God.

I returned to the USA from my missionary work in Spain a week ago. I had a few detours along The Way which I never expected but God never let go of my hand. This Independence Day means more to me than any other. I helped serve pilgrims with a team of people on El …

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El Señor & Seville, Spain–learning to trust and obey

It is the beginning of the fourth week of Easter and the beginning of my fourth week in Spain. In the months leading up to my trip, a dear Camino friend from Brazil had asked me to meet her in Seville before I was due to serve pilgrims on El Camino de Santiago in Viana …

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God, me, the pelican and the sea

I can’t believe this is my first post in 2016. I began this year making a dream come true by living in Malibu for three months. As I get ready to say goodbye to Malibu, I’m spending a little time honoring and celebrating the dream. Was it full of surprises? Absolutely. I shot this video …

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My Love Letter To Paris | Une lettre d’amour à Paris

Dear Paris, I dreamed of falling in love in your arms, among your rues and cafés. In your cotton-candy sunsets the sky above The Seine blazed. A violet-blue blanket descended and your famous lights filled my soul––the flickering Eiffel Tower, Moulin Rouge’s flirty reds and the sacred aura of Sacre Coeur. But your lesser-known twinkles …

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