I sat in a one-room, creaky-floored Coffee House, atop a mountain, in the heart of the Arizona desert.
As I gazed out, taking in the golden beauty of the sun-kissed valleys, I daydreamed of my own seemingly endless possibilities.
I felt like I was discovering myself, but, in fact, I was imagining myself. In my mind, I had formed nearly every hypothetical version of my life.
Yesterday, I was trapped in a raging sea of self-inflicted social clichés and lifestyle burdens. My debt, as all debt does, was piling. The only remedy was a “nose-to-the-grindstone” approach to a job that I much less than cared for.
But, today, in this small, unassuming town…
is when I decide what my tomorrow will be.
I could sense the true Journey beginning. It was like the rock had finally hit the bottom of the well and resonated through my very being. Oddly enough, I was not overwhelmed by the growing list of choices that loomed before me. Instead, I felt a sense of empowerment, strength, and freedom.
I’d always thought that my job, finances, relationships and obligations were a part of normal life; A long road that somehow ended in happiness. It’s what I’m supposed to do. I realized that, up to this moment, I had left my life completely to chance.
So, it was there, that I chose to take the first step into my new life…
A life that, until now, I was not ready or willing to control.
I looked down and stared for a moment at my, now cold, cup of coffee. It had become lifeless, almost stagnant from the waiting… much like myself. Pushing it away, I rose from the table, walking out and into the sun. My feet landed determined and heavy on the dirt path. My eyes were drawn across the vast, open desert. The road was calling.
Looking back now, I understand that life’s happiness cannot be found in a bank account, the ideal job, or the material world around us.
True happiness is found in the journey from the person we are into who we choose to become.
Travel is not about finding yourself. You could say it’s about collecting the pieces of life’s big puzzle; a journey in search of a bigger picture that is made up of all the people and places of the world. Traveling allows you to step outside of yourself and into something much greater.
Sometimes you’ve got to lose yourself on the road, to discover the person you’ve been all along.
AUTHOR: COURTNEY COOPER