Light.
Right now I’m sitting on an old, weathered log on the beach in Santa Teresa. The Pacific sits in front of me, blowing a cool breeze as excited surfers race to catch the waves from the recent storm. The skies have cleared and I was thrilled to get at least a few days of sun in after the monsoon that we had this past week.
I feel a surge of emotions hitting me as I think about the long journey home, but one word in particular comes to mind- “light.”
Quite literally, my baggage is lighter. Between clothes I’ve tossed due to permanent mud and concrete stains, toiletries being used up, and my trade off of a bulky camera bag for a cute “Tico” satchel I have definitely made my voyage home with less than I left.
Mentally, my brain feels lighter. While I have a ton to process and get started on when I return, I have direction and concrete goals now. It’s easier to make strides down the path of success when you know where you’re going.
To achieve that same feeling emotionally was my most difficult task. Many times while I was here I encountered obstacles that threw what felt like boulders at my struggling heart. In the end I had to make a choice- either let go and move forward or let those boulders sit there and weigh me down. This morning I picked up that last boulder and threw it into the raging ocean. It’s time to come home.
I read this quote while I was here and I’d like to share it with all of you following this journey:
“You can kiss your family and friends goodbye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you.”
Thank you to all of you who have supported me, written to me, and kept me in your thoughts.
You were with me every step of the way.
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