The first couple of weeks of being back in Europe in September I was unable to escape my racing mind. Continuous questioning why I had this sudden change of heart about my career and staying in the US. What would be my plan now?
Finally, on 28th September, the penny finally dropped.
Travel, TRAVEL!! That is what I want to do!
Why am I forcing myself into a strait jacket of starting another business immediately after graduating?
I am single, I have no children, I am financially independent, I am free to soak up more of the world!
In 2014, prior to applying for grad school, I pondered about whether to travel for a year and then apply for the Spiritual Psychology Masters. A friend suggested I ‘dowsed’ and Spirit told me to go to LA.
(I hear you say, ‘dowsing?’ Yep, its hippie shit. It’s when you have a crystal or something on the end of a thread and you ask a question to the Universe/Spirit/Your Subconscious and depending on the direction that moves the stone gives you an answer on what to do)
This year, I kept pushing my travel thoughts away. Time to get onto the next career I told myself. Studying for the last two years felt like a break, but maybe the depth of what I had studied needed more integration than I had given it credit for?
In June when I completed my second year project on Death and Grieving, one of my Mexican classmates suggested I go to Oaxaca to see the Mexican celebration of Dia de Los Muertos (Day of the Dead) at the start of November. I thought, yes I would love to do that, but I wasn’t sure I would fit it in as I would be in the throes of starting a new business and applying for an entrepreneur visa, or so I thought…
So when I got back to LA in October, I started to research the ‘Day of the Dead’ in Oaxaca, Mexico and decided this would be the perfect place start to my travels and a neat completion of the project I had done this year.
The last time I donned a Backpack and went off for an extended period of time, I was 25 and with a boyfriend. And yes, rather like this one, it was a pretty impulsive move. We had known one another for 3 weeks and went to Trailfinders (intrepid travel agent) and bought a round-the-world ticket and booked 22 flights spanning over 8 months and handed in our notice to our respective employers.
10 years later, I am packing my bag again, which looks like a Backpack, but actually has wheels…so much chicer! I booked a one- way ticket to Mexico, on-my-own. I have loose plans to meet friends along the way and I know there are new friends to make.
I have an open heart to listen for Spirits guidance and eyes and ears to feed my soul and inspire my mind. This is a new kind of education, let the play and adventure begin…