I’ve been quiet on the web lately. (So much life happening right now.)
In between exams and graduation and good-byes and new hellos and NYC and Philadelphia, I have barely had time to stop and soak everything in. So that’s what I’m doing this morning.
Reflecting / watching / listening / remembering / writing.
Reflecting on the people I met in New York and the things I saw. That wonderful Brooklyn Barista with a twinkle in her eyes and the warmest heart. Our Dutch friends who were probably the kindest people I’ve ever met. That woman on the streets who told me “I will be liberated in this life.”
That afternoon spent with one of my favorite and most admired gals in the blogging world, Naomi, and her wonderful eye, her heart for travel and for doing good things.
All the small details.
So, yes, despite being busy in between new cities and meeting new people, I have been able to find that sweet, sweet time to reflect. Moments in coffee shops and drives from Jersey to Philly spent jamming to Fleetwood Mac (why is it that road trips always call for oldies? I blame my parents). I feel so lucky and fortunate that I have the ability to explore. To experience new places and eat new food. To see old friends and to meet those who haven’t weaved their lives into mine quite yet.
I encourage you to take the time to do the same. Travel not to find yourself, but to remember who you’ve been all along.