Sacred Stops

My Spirit-Led Journey Through 14 countries and over 20 locations.

What happens when your soul opens up...just enough... to be called?...called to places around the world that foster your personal and spiritual growth. What happens when you're called to immerse yourself in far away places and completely foreign lands. Well, I'm about to take you on that sacred journey, traversing through 14 different countries, over 25 culturally rich locations- cities, towns, villages and communities.

There’s something deeply sacred about standing in a place where no one knows your name.

A stillness — for a short time— as you realize the world is bigger, richer, and more alive than you remembered. The sun rises a little differently in every country, and so do the people. Their rhythms, traditions, customs, gestures, and ways of being invite you into an unspoken dialogue: This is how we live. This is how we love. This is how we cook, sing, pray, meditate and gather.

And if you’re paying attention, it changes you.

For me, travel isn’t just about seeing the sights — it’s about seeing the soul of a place. It’s watching an old woman sweep the front of her stoop in Bali with a handmade broom, not because she has to, but because it’s her morning ritual of devotion. It’s sipping mint tea with new friends in Morocco while the call to prayer echoes in the distance. It’s watching children laugh in a language I don’t speak, yet somehow still understand.

Everywhere I go, I am reminded of the beauty that life can be lived a thousand different ways, and none of them are wrong. What may seem strange or unfamiliar at first often carries deep roots of meaning, tradition, and resilience. 

The more I witness, the more I learn to soften my own assumptions, to listen, to bow.

Culture, I’ve learned, is not just language or cuisine. It’s how people move among one another— how they treat others, how they dance at weddings, how they mourn and how they heal. And the gift of travel is that it allows us to step into someone else’s world with humility and awe.

It doesn’t matter where I land — what matters is how I arrive. Open-hearted. Curious. Willing to witness.

So I’ll keep going. Not to collect passport stamps, but to collect moments of connection and rich experiences. To remember that the world is wide, yes — but more importantly, it is wonderfully made!

From the back country of Albania, through the Great Pyrenees Mountains, to sacred Balinese temples to the beautiful waters off the north shore of Oahu, Hawaii to the majestic Sahara Desert, join me on this journey to see what happens...when you answer the calling.

Sincerely yours,

with Grace,

Kimberly xoxo