Simplicity: What travel is teaching me.

Simplicity:
The quality of being simple; freedom from complexity; absence of pretentiousness

What travel is teaching me...

Life becomes complicated far to easily.
How quickly we can become slaves to things we never intended to be enslaved to.
We can be taken in so easily by an 'ideal life', career, relationship, consumed by the desire for possessions & titles.
Only to find ourselves in the midst of something we never fully intended to be in.Suddenly asking the question, 'How did I get here?'
Lost in the cycle.

Meeting people, hearing their stories and listening to the wisdom from those who have chosen to learn & grow from the things that happened in their life.
These people, their stories, their friendship has truly been one of the greatest gifts in my life.

I am inspired, encouraged, challenged and overwhelmed.
Life is a teacher if we are willing to be a student, admitting 'I don't know it all.'

With open heart and mind, the wisdom and perspective shared can help shift and shake one out of a 'rut', for lack of a better word.

To look outside of the bubble we call life.
To look outside of ourselves.
To see people.
To see need.
To understand life is lived in the tension.
Life is lived in seasons.
Nothing is forever.
Switchfoot says it best in a song called The World You Want.

The world feels so malicious
With all our hits and misses
Feels like we're in the business of rust
It's when I stop to listen
All the moments I've been missing
I finally hear a voice I can trust
Is this the world you want?
Is this the world you want?
Your making it
Everyday you're alive.

You start to look like what you believe
You float through time like a stream
If the waters of time are made up by you and I
If you change the world for you, you change it for me...

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