“Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.” –Andre Gide
Something that’s been resonating with me lately is the idea of home. They say home is a place of solace–a place of memories–where a piece of our soul is imbued to something meaningful. They also say you can build home where ever you like. I’ve been building a lot of things lately, but I don’t think home is one of them. This past year, as I’ve been blogging, going to school, attending church, investing time into my hobbies, etc., I feel as though I’ve lost my original purpose for everything. I’m at a place where I no longer know what I’m doing and why I’m doing them, but what I do know is that this life of mine must be made for more than this.
Sometimes, I just have to step back and take some time to look around. Every turn and every corner presents a life outside of mine–there’s something about this place–this place that is so full of inspiration. All I want is to be apart of it; to explore and uncover all things that are beautiful. More than anything, I want expand my horizons, see where I belong, and build home where ever I go. Thus, this is where I’ve arrived–to a place where for me, for now, is a journey to find me.