Why I'm So Glad I Quit My Life

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These calculated non risky strategies I had been told to make my entire life, which were supposed to offer me some protection for the future, had proved in reality to offer no shelter whatsoever. Instead my new plan was just to see what happened each day, to make no choices in advance, to head to New Zealand and just live. I mean really LIVE.

Since then I have travelled in every continent, I have lived in a tent at beaches around the world, jumped off a bridge, taken Italian lessons in Turin, learnt to (and become slightly obsessed with) surf, walked on broken glass, swam naked in ice cold rivers, cared for abandoned horses, hiked up volcanoes, driven my little car 1000's of miles across Europe, spent the night completely alone on a mountain top, trained to become a yoga teacher in India, and so many more life changing experiences. I have pushed my boundaries further than I ever thought I would dare.


I have met some incredible people along the way and experienced so much of the generosity, warmth and kindness that really does exist in the world...but the honest truth about travelling for so long is that sometimes I get restless, sometimes I get scared, and sometimes I am a little bit tired of change. Sometimes I feel alone, sometimes I feel idle, and sometimes I feel nostalgia for the familiarity of a past life. Sometimes I wonder what I am actually looking for, sometimes I wonder if I will find it, and sometimes I wonder where I will end up. Yes, even an endless holiday becomes real life eventually and not every day can be magical.

Not every day can be magical, but some things truly are, and they make it all worth it. Like the time in Sri Lanka I was sitting on my surfboard in the midday sun patiently waiting for the waves, when I was surrounded by thousands of delicate white butterflies, as far as the eye could see, flying in from an expanse of ocean towards the land. There were so many and they covered so much of the sky that it looked just like snow fall. Or the time I watched as the very first of a hundred teeny tiny turtles made it to the sea and was washed away, to start its journey into the big wide world, after it had scrambled and tumbled over the countless others scattered along the beach.


Right now I am in Portugal. I am still trying to say YES to life, still trying to take opportunities that come my way and still trying to embrace adventure and work out everything as I go along. I am not sure what will happen next, but the truth is none of us do. I also swing between making my peace with this fact (occasionally even enjoying and embracing it) and being scared to death by it.


There is one thing I am sure of though. I am so glad I showed up for my own life, I must admit there were times in the past when I wondered if I would ever get around to it.

The photos in this set are from:  Italy, Portugal, New Zeland, Australia, Sri Lanka, India, and Inonesia.  To read more about my adventures, and see some of my travel pictures go to http://www.homelesshippylife.com  via: The Huffington Post

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