When was the last time you went somewhere and didn’t take any photos, any videos – and just lived in the moment. You just took the chance on banking on your memory to remind you of the sacred pieces of time you would never want to forget.
This is what I did in June.
Okay, so I took SOME photos. But there are a few trips you didn’t even know I went on – because I didn’t post about it. Instead, while flying high in the air from city to city I would play a song that took me right back to that moment in time, and remember the faces, the moments, and most importantly to me – the words and emotions that I felt at that moment. These are my memories, and there is a genuine fondess and knowing that they are mine and only mine.
I haven’t wrote in a while because I purposely took some downtime. I have been working around the clock (who doesn’t!) and just writing and being on social media because monotonous to me. Watching everyone post and attend all these events just made me exhausted – I have lost my mojo. Between all these planes trains and automobiles, passports, customs lines and cabs, I spent more time than not disconnected.
What happened is I reconnected with my soul.
Literally – I jumped off mountains in the Poconos, snorkeled in the coral reefs off deserted islands in the Caribbean, met locals, ate new foods, heard fascinating stories from mountain men and “belongers” and reaffirmed my love for travel, discovery, facing fears and then showing the world the world they never see. I may not be Anthony Bourdain, but he was on to something – we all shut ourselves into this tiny bubble of life that we know and are comfortable in. As a mother, it’s my duty to teach my son about the world he has – and that everything and anything is possible.
Did the Supreme Court not just pass the law allowing gay marriage nationwide? #LoveWins
But love yourself first.
Yeah yeah – I know you’re saying Stephanie’s gone off the deep end – where’s the yell voice we all love and relate to? I’ll never lose my voice, but I had to go back and find it – isn’t that what life is about? The journey?
