Oz is the end of the rainbow.

A place that is perpetually out of reach, the lure of the unknown and the unknowable.

We’ll never really get there, but it isn’t about arriving. It’s about the journey. Sometimes that journey is full of wonder and beauty, sometimes it’s full of heartbreak and homesickness.

My rainbow has taken me all over the world, and this is where I bear witness to those little bits of truth that are revealed to me as I keep chasing that elusive pot of gold.