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Whenever I am back home after my trip, the regular routine starts again, the weather gets depressing at times and I long for the ocean or mountains or snow whatever the state of mind is. And then my feet start to Itch again for the freedom I experienced for just being on the road . . . Throwback to this shot from The Perlan Observatory in Reykjavik . . . #itchyfeet #ontheroad #travellust #travelblogger #solotravel #sheisnotlost
Have you ever felt a weird feeling in your chest, the heavy and strong feeling of longingness about something you are not sure. Some say it is the feeling called Saudade. "A deep emotional state of nostalgic or profound melancholic longing for an absent something" When I visited Nyhavn in Copenhagen last month, my eyes lingered, and tears started to fall. My mind could not process why was I crying for a place I had never been before, but I felt really related to it. This was a strange feeling of wanting something, like an urge, to go away, locking myself up from the world for a while. Many would not understand or relate to with being in a state of isolation, because it's such an unusual thing to happen. That's why I referred to it as Saudade. It's not understandable, being melancholy without a reason to be known. This unexplainable feeling of longing for a place, for me, turned out to be a sign of recognizing the identity of my soul. The feeling similar to Deja vu, like soul-searching, and may be it was. Though the feeling baffled my mind from understanding the situation, I somewhere knew it was the anxiety of a solo traveler 👱‍♀️ . . . #solotravel #saudade #soulsearching #travelingtheworld #visitcopenhagen #spiritual #sheisnotlost
The more I travel and interact with strangers the more I realize I have nothing to fear and everything to gain by opening up and sharing a moment of my life freely. On the traveling road, I have shared many experiences with strangers, and even though I may never see them again, the bond of what we experienced will forever tie us together as friends I often don’t want to see a lot of people I  have met on my travels again. The memory I have of a certain person in a certain place, could possibly be tarnished or changed as I got to know them in a different setting or learned more about them. I want to remember my new friends for who they were in the moment that I most celebrated them When you travel, you release all ties to who you were yesterday, and you succumb to the person you are now. With that comes freedom and the ability to relate on a deeper level with most people you meet. This freedom brings celebration . . . #travelstories #travelblogger #gotravel #traveltheworld #gonow #travelogue #people #ontheroad #sheisnotlost
Three weeks post my Nordic Venture I finally found time to pen down reflection of my inner experiences. Link in bio 👆 Over my eleven years of predominantly solo travel, including backpacking Europe, cruising through the Aegean sea, Cycling along river Danube in eastern Europe, trekking across glaciers in Iceland and driving through the jungles in Africa, I’ve learned a few things about traveling alone. It’s an art, and one that doesn’t come naturally to everyone. It takes a strong will, vulnerability, and absolute trust to really get it right. I also realize that solo traveling is kind of a step closer to spiritualism. One foundational idea that is present in many spiritual traditions is that we must not become too attached to things, especially material possessions. We are told to live in the moment, and just touch each moment lightly, as one passes to the next. Solo travel helps foster this teaching because as we are on the move, going from one place to the next, nothing is permanent. Travel offers to teach us to “live lightly” and relish experiences and relationships more than material things . . . #travelstories #travelblogger #spiritualtravel #reflections #nordic #travelnorway #visitnorway #visiticeland #northernlights #auroraborealis #traveltheworld #beingspiritual #sheisnotlost
Standing on this small coastal town, Bodo, just north of the Arctic Circle in Norway, perched on a Peninsula with a backdrop of rocky peaks and dramatic fjords, I was lost in my thoughts of longingness. A longing that I often have to familiarize with the unfamiliar, a longing to fill all the blank spaces on the map that I haven't been to, a longing to make road my home, a longing to do all that I haven't done. Though I often like to get lost in these thoughts, I also accept that no matter how much I Travel, there will be those spaces left on the map after I am gone from this world to the other world. The only thing I can do is, prepare myself to enjoy and be in this moment with all my heart . . . #travelogue #travelblogger #travelstories #spiritualtravel #traveltheworld #sheisnotlost
My neighbor gasped and started clicking away on his camera. "Whoah", said one of them. I gasped too because the sight I'd waited a lifetime and 11 cold midnights out in Northern Nordic was infront of me - the elusive northern lights had unveiled themselves. I have known disappointments in my life but nothing had disappointed me as much as returning every night without seeing the northern lights. To improve on the -13C cold, I had to wear 5-6 layers through out the night. "It's not fun" I said to myself "but it's got to be done ". It wasn't that I expected the all-singing, all dancing Northern lights as soon as I landed in the Arctic Circle. I knew as everyone who's planned a northern lights trip knows, that the Aurora Borealis is skittish and elusive. And yet here I was who had traveled across seven time zones to see the northern lights. "Turn around" barked my host brandishing his camera. I didn't want photos, but he didn't care and positioned me wherever I could fit in. There I was, standing on the edge of the fjord with a plume of green waving in the background above my head. An emerald wind was dancing across the Arctic sky. The stars were winking at me from behind curtain of lights. I was still, not wanting to breathe, for fear of frightening the lights away. I felt if I breathe, the spirits of my ancestors will come down and take me away with them. I have experienced nothing as spiritual as gazing Aurora Borealis standing breathless that night. Now I know there are two types of people in the world "Those who have seen the northern lights, and those who haven't " Which group are you from? . . . #nordic #northernlights #auroraborealis #aurora #spiritual #spiritualtravel #chasingnorthernlights #sheisnotlost

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