Wanderlust is defined by Webster as, “a very strong or irresistible impluse to travel.” Typically when one hear's the word travel one might think of going on an exotic trip somewhere on the opposite side of the world, well, at least I do. Under further examination while teaching meditation hikes at Wanderlust Yoga Festival, I find myself traveling inside of my soul, instead of a far away land.
I taught hiking yoga for this incredible festival and I wanted it to be something more than just going on a walk around town. I wanted to create something that people could connect within themselves and no matter where they are. The yoga off of the mat and in the streets with all the grime and grease of life. If we are always waiting for that next trip how can we enjoy the moment? How can we find the breath and fully be present into every moment no matter how intense it is.
I find that when I finally give myself permission to take walk without a desination or caloric burn in mind I’m able to see the beauty in everything I’m experiencing. You can see the small details of buildings or how flowers bloom that you would otherwise miss while rushing past. For me, taking time to do these walks is an incredibly grounding practice to reconnect with the magic of life, because if there isn’t any magic what’s the purpose? I find that if I don’t use this practice of melting into the magic of life I feel more anxious, heavy, and limited.
Part of being human I feel is to find that place of expansion and tap into our fullest potential everyday including our shadowy parts. Sharing the most vulnerable parts of ourself and our less shiny moments to me can be harder than any asana practice. I am constantly inspired everyday by other people doing incredible things and their experiences . I wanted to know those parts of my tribe hikers so here are some of the questions that I asked them to share with their partners:
Recently, I have been examining who I am as a sovereign individual. Without the influence of my upbringing, experiences, and culture. I was wondering if my time here in Austin had been complete. I feel it is a natural part of living anywhere the questioning of whether or not your time has expired there based on what you want in your life. Coming off of my trip to LA and spending time in a lot of different areas of the city I realized that my time here is not up on exploring myself in this city. My home, my heart, and my soul still have some work to do here yet. This entry is from 5 years ago after I took my Reiki Master training and had moved to Austin recently.
Last weekend, I finished my reiki master training. Part of the training was listing things we needed to forgive ourselves for, and speak our truth and move on. I couldn’t think of anything right away until my teacher told, “No one should ever belittle that which you are. Always know in your heart all is perfect and right in the universe.” This brought a lot of things up for me especially around honor. Honoring myself. Something that sounds so simple, and is, yet I struggle with it.
Everything about is beautiful, and not from a place of ego, but rather knowing. So when someone told me I was a bad person to the core, I knew something felt so wrong about that. Then I realized this person doesn’t have a clue of who I really and truly am. No one else is responsible for our happiness, it can only come from within myself. If someone can’t love me like I want to be treated and accepted, I can’t blame them, I can only own what is true for me.
I also crave this spirituality side of things. Complex yet simple conversations about awareness and consciousness. I feel that is another struggle of mine. Caught between two worlds of thinking. Between trying to maintain the illusion of perfection and keeping conversations light, while internally wanting to speak about the different dimensions of space and time. The only thing I know how to do is keep exploring the parts of my soul that want to be ignited, And I can’t apologize for it anymore.
This entry is powerful for me because this is still a journey I face everyday. The choice between fear and love. When have you felt a deep knowing with some aspect in your life but you put it on hold for a better time, or another day, another reason, just something else other than now? The harsh reality is that the truth is very rarely silky smooth and sometimes the things we have to say feels like razorblades in our throat, yet one must speak their truth. If you don’t speak your truth, what makes you think that anyone will else will?
Part of being self-aware is being able to have the tough moments in time where you can do nothing else but stand in the essence of who you are in that moment and let go of other’s expectations of you. What are some of those moments for you? Those moments were all you can do is breath and can't think of anything beyond the moment you are currently in? Leave a comment below, I'd love to hear your truth. Light and love.