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The “Meaning” of Travel
I used to travel a lot for work. My previous career was in hospitality and it involved traveling a majority of the time. I also traveled for pleasure. So, travel is something I am used to. I have since become a writer and author, and my time is my own. My desire for travel has now become a personal quest. I seek experiences where I can stay in locations for short and long term.
I have experimented with living nomadically in the past. I am currently living out of suitcases. I love to travel and thrive from immersing into different cities and cultures. It fills me personally and helps me get into a creative space to write with ease.
Travel brings me a renewed sense of self because I feel empowered by my flexibility to be on the move. In September, 2020, I sold and donated all of my furniture and belongings. The remaining belongings are packed in boxes that are stored in my parents’ house. I decided to commit to the nomadic lifestyle in order to search for my next home, and my intention is to find a place to live by the end of the year.
Being on the move is part of my lifestyle and I thrive on having the flexibility to travel. My stories and poems include my experiences of different places I have lived in or visited, thus sharing these seems like an extension of what I have set as a goal and intention for myself.
Travel isn’t the only way I get fulfilling experiences. I also enjoy quiet time and practices that allow for me to feel stillness, and that can come from drinking a delightful cup of tea or even taking a walk outdoors. I wonder, what other people do? What do you do that brings you closer to yourself? That brings you stillness? That brings you meaning?
