I was once in an off-off Broadway show. After being cramped inside a barrel onstage for thirty minutes, I had to pop out and perform a full song and dance number.
I once tried my hand at cross-country running. I fell so far behind on my first meet that I got lost on the course. Now I only run if I’m being chased.
I’m kind of amazing in the kitchen. I can whip up a mean rosemary grilled rabbit and turkey potpie. Baked goods are my specialty, scones, cookies and brownies being my favorites. One day, I imagine I’ll author a cookbook based on my favorite recipes from around the world.
I really like whipped cream in a can. Sometimes, when I’m bored, I’ll make mini whipped cream statues on the back of my hands. I’m sad I won’t be able to include them in my cookbook.
Hi. My name is Sojourner and I’m a sojourner in every sense of the word.
I’m fascinated and enamored with travel, culture and landscapes. The world is infinitely inspiring. My great travel ambition is to visit each country in Africa, traveling the whole time like a local. There are so many voices to hear and stories to be told.
Culture captivates me, I’m intrigued by indigenous healing traditions and I’m a self-proclaimed history nerd. Over the last ten years, I’ve had the pleasure of volunteering, living and journeying my way around twenty-five countries and counting.
Whether working at an orphanage in Cape Coast, Ghana, painting fishing boats in Kao Lak, Thailand, exploring the Algerian suburbs of Paris in search of white honey, or sampling rum in Barbados, my journeys are fueled by a desire to see and experience the world in an authentically present way.
Writing about my travels flows as naturally as my wanderlust and curiosity. I like to think of writing as my heart and travel as my great big beautiful muse. Published both in print and online, my areas of focus are short fiction and travel memoir.
With two masters degrees and a decade of teaching English and Theatre under my belt, I’ve been on a full blown travel, writing and language study break for the last year (and counting). I have no immediate plans to turn back.
When I’m not wearing my travel hat, I’m most likely scribbling away at my writing desk, working with clients as a yoga instructor and Reiki master, or working on one of my writing or editing freelance assignments.
“Home” is a relatively fluid concept these days. When I’m not on a sojourn, my time is split between Brooklyn, New York and Brandywine, Maryland where I live with my jazz musician husband, our babbling brown-eyed wonder of a one year old, and our conspicuously loquacious cat.