"The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience." - Eleanor Roosevelt
I've always been a free spirit. Right brained. Someone who cannot be contained in a box of predetermined lines, but someone who draws their own. Wanderlust was something I believe I was born with, maybe it was transferred over from a past life, or maybe it's just a purpose of mine from the divine. Until recently, my wanderlust was mainly just wanderlusting over pictures found on the Internet with short little trips that would just grow that overwhelming desire to get out and just go... And summer 2016 I finally did just that. I took a road trip across the country, a trip I have been dying to take for forever.
I could go on with specific stories but that would put expectations into your mind of how a road trip should be, and that's not the point of traveling. So, instead, I will write of what I have learned of myself, of the world, & of others. I wholeheartedly believe that traveling will also bring these very lessons to yourself.
I think routine can be a bad thing. With the exception of some healthy routines, I believe most are toxic and bring us to become comfortable and accepting of the situation we are in, even if the situation is something we don't wish to be in. Creatures of habit. In a more harsh terminology, zombies. I don't want to live in a world where I'm constantly looking forward to my one week vacation and personal days. That isn't what life is about. Being on the road, in a world unknown to you, forces you to grow. It forces you to open up and be awake. To actually thrive.
Traveling opens up doors. When was it accepted in society that we should settle and buy a house in one place? There is SO much to learn and SO much to be seen, why the hell do we limit ourselves to the same place. The love of your life might be in South Dakota. Your best friend might be in Alaska. The job of your dreams might be offered to you by someone you met in a gas station in Oregon. You are limiting the possibilities of opportunities by staying in one place. Now I'm not saying that NOT traveling will make you miserable, you can surely be happy in one spot, but you have to ask yourself the question if a new world can bring more to the quality of your life. I believe it must..so why not explore that?
Nothing can compare to the feeling of scaling a mountain after you thought you couldn't do it. Nothing can compare to the feeling of finally taking a hot shower after hiking and camping for a few days, maybe weeks. Nothing can compare to sharing a laugh with strangers you just met a few hours ago. When you see the depths of a canyon or the color of different waters, something switches in your mind to appreciate life more.
I believe everything is connected, and to truly feel the connection that's there we must draw the lines. We must see different cultures, different landscapes, different food, all to realize, you and I, we aren't so different. We all want to be loved and give love and be truly happy. Traveling and crossing others paths and stepping foot on different grounds inevitably forces us to try to understand a different situation. It forces us to question ourselves, our views, and why the world is the way that it is, and if we don't like it, figure out how we can change it.