It blows my mind that I could & still can think of endless reasons why this trip was so wrong for me.
*gasp*
I had put so much prayer and preparation into this adventure!
And then it felt like anything but an adventure to me.
I felt as if I could predict every thing that was to come next and I was already beginning to feel dulled by it all.
How?!?
It was only the rare moments of complete solitude that nourished a feeling of authentic life in me.
Riding fast and freely through the Danish county side with not another human in sight.
Or the dirt path through cow pastures along side a lake at sunset.
Or when I independently discovered the most delicious yogurt in the last bakery we met in Denmark.
Riding fast and freely through the Danish county side with not another human in sight.
Or the dirt path through cow pastures along side a lake at sunset.
Or when I independently discovered the most delicious yogurt in the last bakery we met in Denmark.
Maybe I should have gone on alone but in the end I was too afraid and too exhausted. With the unknown and the language barriers closing in around me. Real and imagined.
I have great love for these travel companions I chose. And I once thought the whole thing a very wise choice. But experience has taught me otherwise. This was not our trip. It was their family adventure and my independent soul seeking journey. Maybe if I were in a very different phase of life or if I hadn't already set an intention for a specific kind of individual growth, things would have worked out differently. In the end it wasn't my summer for Europe. I should be more sad about that part but I know future opportunities will be made more available to me because of this experience and I will be more informed in my decision making.
As I left for Europe originally I was thoroughly and completely relieved to have a good 3 months of freedom from the things that pull at my mind continually. Things like "I should more aggressively pursue success in my career." " I should probably date someone and rid myself of the constant fear and sabotage of real relationships"...I was relieved to have an excuse not to date or massage anyone for a good period of time.
But now, here I am. In Florida, Desperately praying for direction again. I thought I'd been let off the hook for at least another few months. But God and I don't like to pass up opportunities for growth. We'll see what happens.
Ps my travels from Lubeck to Hamburg to Dusseldorf to Miami were beyond interesting and a little frightening and quite funny.
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