Do you know what it feels to travel alone?
It’s a mix of a lot of emotions to be honest, first when you think about it you are excited and you think that you are finally going to discover yourself and everything is gonna become clear in your head. Well it does not really work like this at least for me, as i traveled most of my 20s around the world these feelings are still hard to control.
So as i said first you think of the idea of this trip and you are all excited, then comes the time when you come closer to the date and doubts are coming your way, fear is ringing the bell reminding you that you are living your safety net for the unknown and that is scary as FUCK. Then you have your ego telling you that you are stronger than you think and you can do whatever comes your way, i don’t really actually know if it’s about ego or courage i don’t know. Finally comes the time to pack, which is, for me, the most annoying and stressful moment, and unfortunately I still haven’t learned from the past and keep packing at the last minute, so I can get more stressed, like WHY CAN'T I LEARN??? ( Promise I'll get better). Finally comes the time to say goodbye, the part that will never get easier, even if my ego (once again) retains the tears until I cross over the gate and let the river run down my face.
Traveling is definitely a way to discover yourself yet you also get lost along the way, asking yourself why do you do that, why can’t you settle like all of your friends, it’s almost asking myself if there is not something wrong with me. But then you have these moments of sparks that remind you why you did that and how lucky you are to be where you are at that exact moment. I came to the conclusion that maybe I am escaping the social norm and that’s fine with me so far. I've always thought I was different in a way that I would never understand the system and its rules. I never understood why we really needed so many rules to behave, why can’t humans respect each other and respect the environment without rules, it was always and still is a big interrogation mark for me.
Traveling is learning, learning how to deal with the unknown, learning a new language, learning to socialize, learning to be yourself without any expectations from anyone, learning a new culture, accepting the difference and most importantly it's to feel good being with yourself. You basically will never stop learning, it’s an opening door for people like me to grow, heal and feel freaking free.
As you go on a lonely journey you get to meet amazing people that think like you, and it’s so surprising sometimes how you can get along so fast with such a stranger that isn’t really a stranger or at least it does not seem like it. You know that feeling when you just met someone and it feels like you’ve known them forever, well that happens to me every time.
I call that magic!✨ I love magic and I love the power of the universe. Thinking about it, 2 strangers from 2 different cities, countries, continents reunited to experience something beautiful at the same place and at the same time, I am shivering just thinking about it.
If I can conclude today, my travel journey is about love. A love that I give to myself, a love that I am growing inside to be able to spread it around me. ❤️
A lot of people cannot and will not understand my whys and it’s OK, I don't really have an answer myself to be honest, all I know it’s that inside of me something is pushing me to go see the world right now.
When i wrote this podcast i was on the plane, I cried and felt anxious but I also knew that I'll be fine because I have me and I am strong and bold. We got this ;)
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