Leaving Narnia

On Thursday I fly out of Los Angeles with no idea when I'll be coming back.  

I'm thrilled to spend some time at home and then head back to school for what is sure to be an awesome quarter, but I can't believe how connected I've become to this place. There is a lot to hate about it, but at the heart of the city is an amazing opportunity to take part in a revolution of positive change.  

A few months ago, I thought the lyrics to the song "The Call" at the end of Prince Caspian were cool, but now after an amazing summer they have real meaning.

. . .

It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word
And then that word grew louder and louder
Till it was a battle cry
I'll come back when you call me
No need to say goodbye

Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never been this way before
All you can do is try to know who your friends are
As you head off to war
Pick a star on the dark horizon and follow the light
You'll come back when it's over
No need to say goodbye
You'll come back when it's over
No need to say goodbye

Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it, too
Doesn't means that you have to forget
Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
Till they're before your eyes
You'll come back when they call you
No need to say goodbye
You'll come back when they call you

No need to say goodbye