I think the reason a lot of people love to travel is the constancy of forced circumstances for growth.
You're forced to make a new friend, say a new word, eat a new food, walk a new way. You're plucked from familiarity, and you have no other option than to grow.
Growth can come from looking backward at that initial leap of faith into uncertainty.
Growth could also come from looking forward to possibilities ahead.
Sometimes I'm one way and sometimes I'm the other, and I don't think either is better or worse. What I've come to appreciate most, though, is the looking upwards and the looking downwards. The presence. The patience in what's happening now.
The old friends in new places, the new friends in old places. It doesn't matter what type of person you are, travel makes you grow. But what I personally love about travel is finding a re-balance of the everyday.
Finding why God placed you, here. Why God placed you here, now.
Growth is good but sometimes we can just be ourselves in a new place and magic will still happen. Travel forces you to find yourself, so you can keep going being yourself, anywhere. And I think that's kinda really breathtakingly spectacular.
Hi, I'm Chlo.
I've been writing and reading and all the storytelling things since I learned as a kid that if you fold and staple construction paper together, it sort of looks like a real book. I have always craved soul serving stories- ones that melt like butter in your mind as you hear your heart explained out loud.
This here is my home away from home. When I'm not exploring neighborhood coffeehouses, driving down the Pacific Coast (again), or loving on all my people - I'm probably here, with you. Come on in! Scroll around. I hope you feel less alone.