I’ll stop traveling once I stop breathing.
And who knows, maybe even then I’ll go.
I have found some of the most beautiful pieces of myself in the pockets of the world.
“Being still does not mean don’t move. It means move in peace.”
Lao Tau
I am no longer silencing my restless soul. While my mind and body are physically at rest, my soul is in a constant state of possibility—seeking more adventure, more meaning, more fulfillment. Have you felt that way? Like your bones crave more? Mine whisper to me, “More more more.”
It’s an extremely intimate thing, experiencing yourself somewhere new, and no one’s made the rules for how and why you should travel so it’s ultimately up to you to figure out.
There’s a freedom that comes with romanticizing your life. In knowing the world is one way and defiantly transforming it to look brighter, warmer and more vibrant.
You can penetrate and absorb a place only as richly and deeply as you open yourself up to it.
I pride myself in creating any excuse and taking every opportunity to breathe in different corners of the world.