The comfortable world that I have known for so long is crumbling around me. My own doing. I'm tearing the familiar away for a taste of the unknown and adventure.
Some mornings I wake up with a gut clenching feeling like I'm at the top of the rollercoaster hanging tensely awaiting the fall.
"Am I really doing this? Did I just dream the whole scheme?"
YES! It is happening, I've got momentum behind me! the wind has picked up and my sails are filling.
I hope to glimpse a moment out of the eyes of other cultures to step in the footsteps of fellow travelers. Feel the weight of their packs as I explore, freely, with open heart and mind.
Too often we get caught in a daily grind, wearing down our spirit. Lost in the routine we stop living. In Australia there is a time when a person must break out, set off and live. Go on a walkabout. They travel until they find themselves.
Recently I saw a friend and I asked him how he was. He said, "I'm blessed"
Those words stuck with me that day. I thought about it and realized that I too am blessed. Blessed with health, friends, family and life in general.
I am setting out on a bit of a walkabout seeking what I may have lost and did not realize.