This is a beautifully written post from “The Squeaky Robot”. Traveling can mean many different things for many different people. But What she describes in her post is so true and relevant- people with the intent on leaving their problems behind and finding their real selves in a new place, are not actually going to find themselves at all. Because they didn’t face their problems, their questions and flaws first. They want to move over them. And that will just block you on the road to discovery. The author really did an excellent job phrasing this philosophy on traveling- it’s one that I can definitely relate to.
I’ve just now arrived in Phrae, a low-key town with airy teak houses and unpretentious local food. A car backfires in the distance every ten minutes or so. Locals emerge out of their dark shops as they see me walking by; they smile and wave while encouraging their timid children to do the same.
The lady who owns this guesthouse has a scattered mind. She is bustling around the place while posing me questions: What’s my name? How old am I? Do I have a boyfriend? she asks while absorbed in her tasks. No, I say. She stops her bustling and looks at me intently with thick glasses that make her eyes look comically large and says: Freedom.
I will never claim to be on a spiritual journey; I will also never attempt to “find myself” via travel. Knowing oneself has less to do with one’s geographical coordinates and…
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