I fall in love every time I board a plane or take a drive beyond the city limits. I love this world so much. I am in love with these places all around me- they capture me, draw me in and inspire me to want to be a person of worth. Recently, I found myself wondering if there will ever come a time in my life when I find myself wanting to settle down- with a house, family and things. I have come to the realization that maybe I don’t want a permanent house or place, I just want to see it all instead.
Don’t get me wrong, I love Seattle. I love every aspect of the city. I love the neighborhoods and the rain. I love the mountains, the Sound and the way the sun reflects off of Rainier. I miss it when I’m gone and I am always excited to be back in my city. Seattle is my home there is no doubt about that. I feel it in my soul. However, the world is both my playground and my stage. I fall in love with the cities I visit and dream of a life beyond just a casual visit. I leave pieces of myself there that I will never get back. Because of this I fear my heart can never again feel full. It will forever hold a void, yearning again for those distance wonders and sights. Always wanting to be back but knowing that there are better things ahead. It’s a travelers sorrow really. When you see such beauty in the earth it’s hard not to fall in love with those places. It’s hard to give up an infinite amount of “almost” lives to keep pursuing on the quest of seeing it all.
I’ve heard it said that the earth is simply too large and that we cannot see it all. That thought deeply drives my deepest, inner anxieties to a point that I cannot control. I can only hope my time on earth is long enough to see it all and prove that to be wrong. I want to see everything. No place is too far, too foreign or too bizarre. Bring me to the sea, the mountains, the desert and the moon. I want it all. I want to be the old lady telling of tales of far away places and spaces that most only dream of and never actually venture. I want to inspire others to go and see. What’s the point if we don’t spend our lives seeing the world that was created for us to use? Yes, created for us to explore and see, to live in and to play on. There’s so much to do. I want to always be saying, “I’m sorry I cannot stay, I must be on my way to someplace beautiful. Someplace, that’s holding a story that was written for my soul and is begging for me to tell it.”
Let’s run wild.