Finding Something Magical

My trip to Seattle has really inspired me to keep my walking shoes on and continue adventuring. Going to a new city and exploring settled something deep in my spirit. I came back full of dreams and excited for more to come. Adventure didn’t stop when I got back, it continued. It’s like I found something pure to live by and while I can’t necessarily pinpoint it just yet, I think it’s something lifestyle worthy.

Adventure leads me now almost every day. It’s like I’m looking for it. I don’t expect anything less. And all the other things I was so worried about go to the wayside when I look at the magnificence of life itself and the joy of living for the adventure in each day. There’s something to discover in every moment and while it took me traveling to another city to find it, I’m realizing it wasn’t very far to begin with.

I think for a while there, I felt tired and so I told myself I was tired and then I started living out of a mindset of depravity. At one point I was convinced all I was doing was losing energy. I was afraid I would pretty much shrivel up and only have a raisin existence of a life, but I’ve found a new burst of energy and I’m not letting go. Except for all the stress… I’m letting that go and I’m grabbing hold of every other sign of mischief and adventure possible.

Sometimes you have to face all the lies and put them in the mirror so you can tell each and every one off. You have to stop doubting, stressing and pulling your hair out just because it’s all too much. It isn’t too much. You’re doing fine. Give yourself a break, but keep those walking shoes on.

You can’t be afraid of what the world might do to you. You have to start seeing what you can do for the world. I used to wake up at 2am with all the stress of the day prior and anxiety for the day to come, but now when I wake up with those trendriling thoughts, I pull out my Spice Shop Mystery book by Leslie Budewitz and I follow every single clue until my eyelids get heavy again and I go back to sleep. 

I got into reading books by Leslie Budewitz because of World Spice Merchants in Seattle. Heather and I were wandering Pike Place Market and walked into this magical little spice shop. While Heather was asking a question about Za’atar, a spice from the Middle East, I looked down and there it was, “Guilty as Cinnamon” by Leslie Budewitz. At first I thought someone must have put it down and accidentally left it. It was the only one in its spot. I picked it up out of curiosity and the cashier let me know a little bit about the author, how she used to live in Seattle and loved the area so much she wrote about it. Since it was a book about spices, they liked to carry it. I didn’t put the book down after that.

All I’m saying is something is changing in me. I’m finding something magical. And I hope you are too. I hope you’re discovering what you need in order to find that old spark again. I hope you’re going on walks and challenging yourself to get up and rediscover those things that ignite your passion and give your energy back. I hope you’re finding reasons to smile and paths to follow that are all your own. I hope you’re getting a little lost on purpose.

It’s worth getting a little lost in a new city in order to find yourself again.