Vagabonding
For the last couple years, I’ve had this insatiable urge to travel, and my moving to New York City was the spark to ignite the fire in my soul to be a student of the world. Right now, everything in my life keeps motivating me to do nothing else but go on an indefinite spiritual journey for personal growth. And that’s what I shall do, starting in November, because I’m giving myself enough time to fully and intelligently prepare for a furthering of the adventure that is my life. On my own time, I will learn survival skills, research potential “reststops” in other countries and continents, the laws and customs of the lands of which I seek knowledge, sell my belongings which tie me to one place, stockpile cash for the journey, and research the best and most lucrative ways to work as a traveling photographer.
The more independent I am, the happier I am; learning to live with the least stuff and the most independence and life experience will be good for me. The “life experience” which I desire (and which am informed by elders I should attain) will never be bestowed upon me; instead I must create it by stepping outside of my American metropolitan comforts which I have, for too long, accepted as the right way to live. There is no “right” way to live, as there is no “wrong” way to live. So I shall merely create a way to live that best suits my own philosophies and desires as I grow as a person.
Although it will be nine months before I leave for the unknown, it is time now for me to dream, contemplate, plan, and set forward on a path of realizing my goals as I have before. I’d appreciate input and advice from those who have had the courage to regard this planet as their home and have eagerly ventured into many of its rooms.
A good traveler has no fixed plan, and is not intent on arriving. -Lao Tzu, The Way of Life
