To be human is to give meaning to life through a particular Story about how the world came into existence and our place of belonging within it. For the past sixteen years or so I have walked between lands, in that I have lived between Stories of meaning. Now I have come to a resting place. Now I inhabit a new land. Now I live a new Story; a new Story from which to source personal identity, purpose, and the experience of belonging in the world. This paper gives expression to some of the landmarks I have recognized along the way.