When I look back since the beginning, I can see all the changes. Few are tangible, many are deeply felt, and some are subconsciously expressed.
The ups, the downs, the mundane and everyday. The 9 countries traveled, the handful of new friends and acquaintances, the things I shed, the things I left behind, the new thoughts I adopted. The mistakes. The lessons. The growth.
The space I created.
The good music. The songs, sights, and sentiments that illuminate the stand out memories. The itching to always get up and live abroad, with the same threads holding me back.
The hopes, ambitions and dreams I have yet to accomplish. The same feeling about not setting resolutions because everyday is a day to work on myself. The understanding that some days feel like the same over and over, but the realization that small changes create ripples to set bigger things in motion over time.
The importance of self-care.
The tumultuous political, cultural and social environment that is viscerally felt and regurgitated with no end in sight. The constant reminder to self to hold onto hope for a better future, for a better tomorrow, for the generations to come.
The intense need to take care of our environment.
The stark reality of relying on technology. The aching for simplicity and an insatiable desire to spend hours in nature and in silence.
The joy of not wanting things. The freedom that comes with not wanting things.
The gratitude of appreciating the basic needs that are satisfied. There are still things to check off my list, but no more assigning arbitrary ages for accomplishment because everything is in motion, always developing, changing and becoming.
The ability to recognize love is – everything.