The Traveling Writer

The traveling writer, what a freedom to have. Going anywhere without a time frame, or schedule to adhere too. A freedom that many crave to have within their own grasp. Be it writer, or not. But what keeps most from traversing over that line? There is a variety of reasons that one may find their own personal truth in, but they all share one thing in common fear. Fear, it's scary to think about really even bringing it up evokes a reaction even in the most stoic of us, we all fear at least one thing and that is perfectly fine. Learning to accept what is, and who we are truly brings us closer to truly living out the life we only really dream of. Trust me, I can speak from a vast and variety in my own personal past. I do not know much and accept a lot for what it is at face value and that is often taken as me being aloof, foolish, spacey so to say. It is not so to say that I am unaware of my surroundings, but rather the opposite, quite hyper aware to a point that I understand what is in my control and what isn't. That is honestly the first step to letting go, learning what you are able to control and what you are not. I am unsure why I am typing this now, and whether or not I will be publishing it, but I am back to writing and my creative side has been coming back through. I just do not have my guitar with me. I on a whim have been going to places on a trip that I only had tunnel vision in, which was seeing a relative I had not met yet, and to let the love of my life, my best friend know that I want a life with her, the ups downs and in between. I do not claim to be the best nor will ever claim to have that which I do not. All my life I have been told to figure out who I am, and that was a struggle and I am unsure if that was due to being already somewhat attuned to myself at a young age, as circumstances left me to my own devices and as with most of my friends and those dear to me, left me growing up too fast. I was far too independent at such a young age that it left me behind on so many social skills and interactions with my peers. I could never truly relate to those around my age, and often found myself in friend groups where I was the youngest, I think looking back was because I truly wanted to be the little brother as I was thrown into adult responsibilities at a young age no younger than my daughter who is now. I wasn't ready but I stepped up, and that lead me to making decisions that helped form me. Being told to find out who I was had been quite a struggle until along my journey I discovered a few truths. While looking into astrology I found My Human Design and Body graphs that were basically a blueprint of who we are supposed to be. And well with taking what I had learned across multiple fields and keeping an open mind, I found out that I wasn't supposed to know who I was in this lifetime. That gave me some solace as I often knew what I liked, and disliked, but it wasn't until I took my first solo trip after being divorced that I think I really found myself. I let myself be, and I honestly kick myself in the ass that it took a car crash for me to figure that out. I have always believed that I was in the right place at the right time learning something I was supposed to do, it was a coping mechanism as a child I used so that way I did not feel so alone and it also served as an armor. I moved around a lot, so making friends really was not in my forte, nor my plans ever as I never knew how long I would be in one place. And in a sense that has carried into my adulthood as I found out that lifestyle I really enjoy and wished to bring my daughter on during my time with her. I aspire to show her that it really doesn't matter what you do, that as long as it's good and with pure intentions that it can be done. Thank you for your time and continued support.