It’s morning in Venice. The sun is beautiful, the sea is sparkling and the tourists are starting to swarm. I came to Venice on a whim last night, stayed in a youth hostel, and have been contentedly wandering the streets since 7am. By 9am the tourists are piling into the city from the cruise ships, engorging the streets and small bridges. I duck into a bar that’s just opening and order a cappuccino and brioche and shamelessly eavesdrop on the older Veneto shopkeeper and the Polish barista about my age gossiping quietly about some other regular customers and shop.
The rolling hills in Tuscany have a magically silky flow. Time stands still as the wind blows through my hair and Tuscany is just outside the car door.
I’ve been thinking a lot about how travel opens our minds. I’ve always believed that travel was what made me bold and confident. I’m starting to realize why: it’s a catalyst that enabled me to open my mind and loosen the grip on my tightly held paradigms and perspectives. It has helped me to free myself to be other versions of myself that I didn’t know existed.
Travel is amazing, but don’t forget that the boldness and confidence you have found while traveling was inside of you all along, just waiting to be discovered.
This week I’m challenging myself (and you!) to be our bold, fun-loving, and spontaneous traveler selves no matter where we are! Happy Tuesday!
It’s so easy to get caught up, zone out, jump ahead to the future or stress out…but this moment will never return again.
In this moment, you can change, act differently, do that thing you’ve been putting off. You can smile.
These are the moments where you can choose to alter the course of your life…even just with a small change. There is the “you” from the past–from yesterday, last month, 2 years ago. But the you today is what you choose. I think we forget; we forgo our power to choose in this moment.
I have an obsession with being a local. Wherever I travel, I want to blend in so well that I could be mistaken for a local. As you can imagine, that works well in some countries, and not at all in others! When I’m in Italy, it’s a little easier since I speak Italian and I lived there for a year and a half. I get a deep sense of gratification when others mistake me for an Italian (or a Brazilian when I’m living in Brazil) but there’s always a level of frustration.
I feel a little cramped. A little less free because I’m always wondering what others are thinking. If I “make the cut” or I’m just another lousy tourist.
Traveling in Italy for 3 weeks last month changed my perspective. I stayed in my adopted hometown of Firenze (Florence) for one week. I stayed in the apartment I used to live in when I studied and worked in Florence a few years ago. I did my “local thing.” Went grocery shopping. Visited my friends’ houses. Went to my favorite restaurants and coffee spots. This trip, I also had to do a few touristy things to take pictures for my travel company. I visited hotels and talk to them about what they offer for their clientele : tourists.
I was having class with my English student today, and he pointed out what I’ve been avoiding and denying for months: I’ve stopped writing.
It’s been my passion, my outlet since I was 12 years old, but somehow I’ve gotten a silly case of writer’s block. I don’t even know if I can call it writer’s block. It seems to be fear and closing myself off from my day-to-day life. It’s artist’s starvation.
In an attempt to get out of this rut, I’m going to be posting short tidbits about my day-to-day life and some inspiration thoughts. Hopefully it will draw my travel stories out of their shells!
How do you work your way out of paralyzing fear?
Smoke sputters out of the taxi into the darkness. It’s quiet and the air is humid against my skin as I step out of the cab, somewhere in the middle of this labyrinth that is Athens. I feel like I’m in the middle of nowhere. It doesn’t feel like Athens here.
My dad is nervous to let “his little girl” go. I can see it in his worried dark blue gaze. He shoves extra green bills my way and gives me a big hug as his eyes get glossy. They are off to the airport, back home, back to America.
Great inspiration to keep you moving towards your dreams. We all get scared sometimes, and that is precisely when we need to face our fear and keep taking those baby steps forward. Cheers!
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If we wait until we’re ready, we’ll be waiting for the rest of our lives.
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