Lately I've been very obsessed with spirituality and traveling, and these things in the form of journals, books, documentaries and other beautiful stories have been coming to me as if I am magnetic. Something deep and palpable within me is telling me I need to run away from home for at least 6 months to a spirit-filled place (and a place that is not necessarily renowned for being spiritual but simply speaks to me personally with that grand other-worldly voice) and find something currently undefined that will change my life. I have a tugging feeling that something amorphous but beautiful is waiting for me out there that will bring me balance, but I just don't know where it is. Still, I feel supremely motivated to do everything I can to pay painstaking attention to the signs that always come to often dramatically unveil where I am supposed to be.
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