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At last I come to the end of my wandering. In 5 weeks, I’ve been on 12 plane rides, seen 7 cities in 4 countries, changed time-zones 6 times, and have had to adapt to 4 different languages.

In those 5 weeks of nomadism, I feel I’ve found a sense of peace, a sense of stillness even as the world seems to change rapidly around me. This year began with a tidal wave of change that took all my courage to face head-on, even as it threatened to sweep me away completely. It was unexpected, but maybe I attracted it and maybe it was what I wanted.

People don’t always welcome change. I’ve met folks who steer clear of it. They stay stationary their entire lives, living within the vicinity of the place they were born, and don’t even own a passport. They just don’t see the value in travel. 

I used to sum up this complete lack of wanderlust as a kind of small-mindedness, or maybe a fear of the unknown. But that’s a pretty simplistic and arrogant way to judge people. Travel is a privilege that isn’t granted to everyone. Some people just don’t have the monetary or physical means to do it. And why desire something you know you can never have? Desire can cause misery after all. Besides, there are other means to self-expansion that don’t actually involve moving through physical space.

But I count myself lucky to have been given the chance to roam the earth, nonetheless, to be able to compare and contrast myself against different backdrops and discover who I am. To be able to feel joy, awe, and amazement, to experience fear, and to learn to deal with the unknown one step at a time. To see the familiar emerging in things that initially seem completely foreign. To remember what its like to be completely in the moment. Nothing else. 

It’s been an amazing trip. 

Traveling… this trip is a reminder that I am always traveling. The present is fleeting and the same moment will never pass me twice. It doesn’t matter where I am, or if I’m actually moving. I try to experience life as if I’m traveling. I’ve got a spiritual passport I carry around with me. At the end of it all, I hope to look back and see the many imprints life leaves on its pages. 

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