It was a decision that I ultimately took, not to have my own house so that I was free to wander the world.
But I never really knew what treasures it would bring me, until I have lived it.
Traveling and staying in another’s home has been my way of living life now-a-days.
I call it my recycling period.
As during this time of my life, I have witness how all of my life is being recycled.
During my 20’s I was surrounded by many people, now I am in my early 30’s and suddenly days of absolute solitude are my greatest friends, as I find myself talking to myself more and more.
Living life from my luggage has shown me that all my other material stuff weren’t that important, as I am living life with what is needed mostly to get by.
I have become much more humble and I am seeing all of life through the eyes of gratitude.
I am blessed for the souls that have accepted and welcomed me into their hearts and homes.
Grateful for grace’s care, protection, love and for providing me with a roof on my head, a couch to sleep on and food on the table.
I am rejoicing within the little things in life.
Becoming free of what I was once attached too.
I am recognizing that the most vital things for me is pure joy, love, acceptance, freedom, inner peace, trust and patience.
Days when I cry and feel lonely, as the people that I could once connect with I can no longer, I have realized that it is deep within my solitude that I am finding my presence.
That feeling lonely is a state of mind.
That deep within my stillness is where I am connecting with my true self and all of life and seeing that everything is just perfect the way it is.
That all of which I have lost I have gained in presence.
All is a master-plan.
Ultimately, I could never be alone.
I am life itself.