I spent three and a half weeks living under this tree. It was difficult, liberating, scary, healing, and everything in-between.
I have so much to say about my time spent in this beautiful town, beautiful forest, and all of the beautiful people I met. But the words aren't coming.
Too much has happened, is happening, and will continue to happen for my mind to catch up. What about you?
"Travel compels you to discover your spiritual side by simple elimination: Without all the rituals, routine, and possessions that give your life meaning at home, you're forced to look for meaning within yourself." Rolf Potts, Vagabonding
Coming back to the States after a year of solo-traveling the beautiful, forgotten countries below it has been quite literally an eye-opening experience.
People seem heavy. The absurdity of it all (especially with Trump now in power) is no longer hidden. It is right in front of us. It is stirring in our souls and reflected in our eyes.
"The eternal, internalized longing. Our lives are locked in a continual search: moving up the social ladder; the development and shaping of our personal ego; of truth; of love." Quote from my new blog post: The Harmonization of Life, of Truth, and the Freedom From Fear.
Check the link in my bio :)