Here I find myself again. In the San Francisco airport. It has been a year and 15 days since I was last here. Then, I thought I would stray towards another path. Little did I know where the universe would take me. Bringing me back to myself in a different way than expected. Rooting me deeper into where I already was. A beautiful tree has started to grow since then. Braches reaching out to touch the sunlight, being fed by the occasional rains (even though it hasn’t rained much in Sacramento lately) the gentle showers of my heart persist =P.
Still, I’m venturing solo to flow with myself. New places, new spaces, new sights and sounds. Going alone is always an opportunity to see how I respond to myself when I’m thrown into the unknown. With my homebase rooted deeper, I feel it’s a good time to stray for a while. And now that I’ve met a Love, my roots feel fed in a way that they hadn’t when I was singly alone.
[9 hours later]
So in this circling back, it is not that I’ve returned to the same place. It is an evolved version of a previous sentiment, which is being met by a different mind-space. The outward Spiral energy. Growing, while expanding outwards, moving, flying through spacetime. A bit like our planet and the solar system. The “sameness” of the point reached upon full circle is just an illusion, as it is impossible to ever be in the exact same place we were once before. But we often find ourselves in similar themes, because each experience can serve as a lesson, and as an opportunity for growth.
So here I am now, in Mexico City. With a few solid plans, and mostly just time on my hands. My palms gently pulsating with the prospect of being able to patiently flow. Oh, travel, how I’ve missed you. Glad to feel you again.
