Published initially on my travelogue Vagabond Cafe on April 29th, 2009. Edited with notes in () for those who may not know me personally.
We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next, to find ourselves.
I have been on the road for over 5 months. I’ve visited 14 cities in that time and will be revisiting a few more in the next month.
There is a lot to traveling and when it began I didn’t really know where it was going or where I was going. Not just in an uncertain sense of what city I would visit next but where I was going in my life. I wanted to lose myself.
I was just starting to deal with the loss of my best friend / girl friend from almost a year prior, I had a lot of emotional baggage tying me down to bad habits in life; with people, with money, with myself and my health.
In these five months I have built a blog on Lifestyle Design (you’re here) and started working on networking and writing for it seriously. I have taken control of my finances and paid down a good chunk of credit card debt that I accumulated last year. I have helped spread the love of dance and the passion for life that it has given me. I have undertaken a serious learning project to create an online business within three months. I have spent many great nights with friends, many days alone in cafes, many hours on planes, buses and trains.
Most importantly I remember going to bed one night after teaching in Cleveland, OH with Joanna (one of my teaching partners) and feeling supremely at peace. It was definitely not like that not so long ago.
I woke up at some point about a year ago and I was exceptionally unhappy. I was working long hours and making decent money, traveling to dance a lot on weekends, and neglecting the most important person who I shared my life with. I was drinking too often. I was running from my life. I knew I needed to change things.
It’s almost been a year and change has come. (It will be one year in 1 week from now.)
I have changed and my world has changed. I have found myself.
I am willing to take risks and dive into my days to make them meaningful to me. I am finding a new joy in working, in teaching, in writing. I want to share my passion for life as art, to create my life deliberately and reflectively.
I want to spread the art of living. Through dance. Through words. Through friends. Through sharing time. Through sharing space.
Today I am alive. Tomorrow I will be somewhere else but I’ll have a passion, a purpose, dreams and values that I hold to, that guide my decisions.