There's a transformative piece I read (I will share it with you), that says we travel to find ourselves. It's at first a strange notion that you have to go somewhere else to find where you want to be. Think about that for a minute. You need to fly around the world to figure out that you were already there.
Ah, or maybe you find something entirely different. Maybe you find that where you are, is NOT where you want to be.
THIS is the magic of travel. Experiencing new places and cultures serves as a catalyst for two reactions:
1) you confirm that what you know is what you want to hold dear
2) you challenge your notion of what is and what should be
In part, having reached this enlightened state was part of my mental roadblock in approaching this current trip.
You see I have traveled (see the other entries of this blog), and I have reflected (see above).
And where I am is increasingly where I want to be.
In the love of family, in the embrace of friends, in the satisfaction of work, and in the beauty of my home.
But as I've reflected during this flight, I have realized that I am where I am because I have traveled this far, and there is much more to see, feel, taste, learn, hear, smell, and do.
So lets continue this adventure, and let's do this together!