Seeing the world, experiencing different cultures, meeting people from all walks of life—traveling certainly has its perks! Thinking about all the possibilities and all the adventures waiting for you, it’s pretty tempting to pack your bags and head out into the vast awesomeness that is planet Earth. But, be forewarned, life can get lonely when you don’t have roots.
I have spent my entire existence with a suitcase-wielding devil on one shoulder and an angel, waving mortgage papers in my face on the other. I save up enough money to buy a house and plant some solid roots in a community, only to get cold feet, sell everything, and go on another adventure. A month in Indonesia, a road trip down the American west coast, a new life in the Dominican Republic. As much as I want to be the good daughter, the dependable employee, the auntie who’s at every Christmas concert, sooner or later (in many cases it takes a lifetime) you just have to admit to yourself, THAT’S NOT YOUR JAM.
Don’t get me wrong, there are all types of weird and beautiful people out there, but to some of us, life in one spot seems like prison. It can be emotionally suffocating, a slow, destructive death. It’s watching your blinding internal flame of curiosity burn lower and lower, until there is no light left to guide yourself or to guide others to you. So, you take off! You wander. You drive across Canada. You explore jungles in Vietnam. You sleep in a tent for a month.
You learn to be alone.
You learn how much loneliness can hurt, but also that pain has healing effects.
You learn to embrace that pain.
There will be times. There will be times you doubt yourself, you question your choices. You’ll miss the fragile roots that had started to take hold, back when you were thinking of buying the house, when you were dating that really nice guy or working at that great paying job, before you disheveled your life once again in search of the wind to fan your inner flame. Don’t give in to the lonely bluebirds of sadness and doubt. You’ll hear the voices of friends and family who call you crazy, who say you’re irresponsible and reckless.The sound of their comments can become deafening, reverberating in your mind.
Don’t deny your instinctive love of travel, the urge for adventure.
Don’t cage yourself because you’re afraid to be lonely.
Don’t give up because it’s what the settlers expect.
Be brave! Be amazing! Get out there and let your gypsy soul explore!