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.
HEYO. I'm Chlo.
So the basic gist is I’m really just tired of comparing myself to perfect people on the Internet, when I know for a fact that "perfect" doesn't exist. This here is a snippet of my inner thoughts and tidbits of experience, based on my twenty-something years of good ole fashioned, really really messy life.
My wish is for this blog to serve the small voices inside all of us that might have forgotten what being honest online can look like. Leave the hustle behind you, because this here is about HEART.
If you happen to not like what you're doing this season
My 2018 Intentions