Sometimes a trip to a new destination triggers another journey alongside: a journey to your inner self.
Traveling raises questions you never asked yourself before. Traveling challenges your perspective on things and lets you see realities from different angles.
In this section I share the reflections of fellow travelers that I met along the road and who had similar experiences triggered by traveling. So I decided to create this little platform where all the mindful travelers can share their travel reflections.
Please send me a message in case you want to collaborate and write a guest post. I would be thrilled to share your story in this section.
Post written by Kelly Duhigg
I was 22 and it felt like my life was over. I didn't know what to do or where to go, but it felt like the pain would never end. It was a dark cloud that clung to the soul of my being; a cloud that destroyed who I was. This cloud eroded away all the joy in my life, and I just wanted it to end. Each and every day felt like I was nothing and had nothing and that I mattered to no one.
Post escrito por Brigitte Caceres
Para nadie es un secreto que viajar a Orlando es un sueño realizado, bien sea que vayas a los parques de Disney, a los de Universal Studio u solo de paseo por sus alrededores, la oportunidad de estar allí resulta asombrosa para todo el mundo sin importar la edad.
Post written by Rhiannon Robertson
Ever since I was a little girl, I was fascinated by different culture and how different people lived in countries all around the world. When my cousin and I played with our barbie dolls - hers would have a big white wedding, a house, a husband and lots of children. My barbie wanted to travel the world, trek through jungles, stay with tribes in the Amazon or help build houses in Africa.
Post written by Amy Rebecca Krigsman
“Certainly, travel is more than the seeing of sights; it is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of living.” – Mary Ritter Beard
For the last several years, I have been going on and on about being fed up with the 9-to-5 rat race that is my, and so many other people’s, life. I simply cannot reconcile in my mind working 40+ hours a week for 40 years to live on 40% of my income just to pay bills until I die. The circular logic alone is dizzying. But more than that, I have an insatiable lust to be anywhere but here, wherever "here" happens to be for the moment.
Post written by Ariel Weihl
Making the choice to study abroad in Paris for a semester was the craziest thing I’ve done in my life. I was about to embark on a four-month adventure in a country I had never been to, at a school that I knew pretty much nothing about, and in a city that had, for some unfortunate reasons, recently been in the news.
This was my first trip out of the U.S. and I was going to spend it flying solo for four months in a place that, frankly, my family wasn’t thrilled with me visiting at the time.