Well shit, I just labored over a beautiful blog post that elegantly wove a fabric of transition, vulnerability and honest self-exposure… And now it’s gone.
Chalk up one more point for disastrous SE Asian internets and +1 for impermanence lessons.
Now dear reader instead of being treated to my self-proclaimed magnum opus of a blog post you’ll have to settle for the
quick and dirty version. It is this:
I’ve resisted it for months, hidden behind a veil of silence and ultimately accepted the course of reality. I am no longer producing “just-another” travel blog, I’m now owning and celebrating the reality of what this blog really is: a New Age Travel Blog.
Particularly recently–but honestly the entirety of my journey–is one of spirituality and healing (plus a hearty dose of playfulness). I’ve been resisting acknowledging this fact, tip-toeing around it, avoiding blatantly “new agey” topics and generally just trying my damnedest to toe-the-line between “on the level” & “outer space”… but as every good trekkie will tell you “resistance [to the reality of my path of self-discovery] is futile…
‘Til now I’ve been too self-conscious about owning up to the monikers and stereotypes associated with this journey however they’re all true: I’m following my path, meditating for inner peace, on a spiritual quest, in the midst of existential crisis, having a career break, finding myself, traveling SE Asia to “do my spiritual thing,” I’m out to lunch, departed from the world of the sane, etc. etc. etc.*
Of course these labels all bely my own insecurities. These labels and cliches are what I’ve been terrified of for so long… but you know what? Fearing them and actively avoiding being associated with “new agey-ness” has only empowered those fears and created internal self-destructive & counter-productive judgements about what I am doing. So here’s the reality and here’s the secret to my whole approach:
I’m following my bliss!
and ya know what? It feels damn good 😉
I’ve become a reiki practitioner, smudged spooky hotel rooms, communed with the spirits, meditated with monks, endured abdominal detox massages (OUCH!), received energy healings, contorted myself to the point of injury in yoga classes, let Tibetan singing bowls ring through my cranium, prayed to Buddha at countless temples, lit incense to carry my intentions to the heavens, initiated a relationship with my Guardian Angel, shifted my thoughts into Wordlessness, and am contemplating undergoing a past-life regression. I’m trying to at least, ha.
Yes, by contemporary Western standards I’ve lost it. I’ve detached from reality, I’ve gone off the deep end. But here’s the upside: stepping away from the rat race, slowing down my thoughts, listening to my body, pursuing what feels good–not in the ego-driven hedonistic & materialistic Western sense–has enabled me to feel more secure in my skin and more vibrantly alive than ever before. Furthermore my current “lunacy” has facilitated greater true contentment and enduring happiness than any blockbuster movies, prestigious jobs, spendy handbags or weekly therapy sessions ever have. It’s great & heartily recommend stepping off the conveyor belt of 24/7/365, type-A, work-is-life lifestyle.
So go head and write me off as a new age spiritual freak. Call me a hocus-Pocus bitch or a hippy gone off the deep end. I’d greatly prefer if you didn’t call me those names but frankly, I don’t care that much (and it certainly doesn’t bother me nearly as much as it used to). I’m exploring my own path and that’s really what this blog has always been about–now I’m prepared to embrace LiveRightTravelFar for what it is: My new age travel blog featuring writings and revelations on the full spectrum of internal and external journeying.
I hope you’ll stick around for this journey. I hope you’ll join me in laughing at the stereotypes and share with me you own efforts to break through whatever paradigms, dualities and realities cause suffering in your life. That’s the whole point of living right: living your honest truth.
Love and bless.
*(for god’s sake, please don’t tell me I’m “doing the Eat, Pray, Love thing… Any of the rest I can stomach. No Julia Roberts comparisons I beg you.)