This is dedicated to the people who are stuck in the confines of a life they believe is the only one. — This is dedicated to the people who are stuck in the confines of a life they believe is the only one. I used to think that life after school was exactly how everyone described. …

Here is how I found my passion for life again- and what it means to be connected to that — The thing I love most about traveling- if you were to strip away all the touristy excursions and adrenaline filled adventures it is the interconnectedness I feel to everyone and everything around me. It is the simplest act of sharing coffee with a stranger in the morning or gathering a…

So, my plan of writing one piece a day has already gone sideways. And yes, part of me was waiting for this to happen. — So, my plan of writing one piece a day has already gone sideways. And yes, part of me was waiting for this to happen. Sticking to strict guidelines, routines, and boundaries used to be part of my DNA. Growing up, through school, in sports (I was a gymnast) I can…

These were the last words I was told before boarding my plane to Mexico. They came from my grandma who I had called while walking to my… — These were the last words I was told before boarding my plane to Mexico. They came from my grandma who I had called while walking to my gate, and they stuck with me during my adventure. “Don’t forget where you came from.” These words brought many ideas into my head…

Is it true or just a travel lure? Whether it is an empty promise or a truth, here is what I found while travelling — Today I read something about finding yourself while traveling and here are my thoughts… Many people talk about finding themselves like it is some kind of reachable goal. Where have you gone that you need to find yourself? Who are you now if not yourself? And when exactly will you…

a poem about nature, the full moon, and mental health — As the sun was succeeded by the moon she heard you, cry out to anyone listening, confused beyond your own mind, a million questions reflecting in your eyes she can see this flood of feelings sit inside of you til the sun rises and then her rays soak up your…

Things. They are everywhere. All around us. All. the. time. — Things. They are everywhere. All around us. All. the. time. Living out of a backpack for over a year really showed me how little I needed to live, and how much happier this made me. Growing up in such a consumerist society, the emphasis was always on the new thing…