Has it ever happen, that you want to go in some specific places in this world, and have the feeling of returning home? I for one got a few places that are always crossing my mind and have made my bucket list.
It is such a weird feeling that I always get when I think of me being in that place. It feels like I would be reborn. Well, I guess that is the highest way in which I can explain to myself how it would be to visit those places. As I am sitting now, everywhere I want to go to is but a thought away…but that is just a dream and I promised myself that I will not let it be just that.
I always wanted to go and see the historical Inca ruins of Machu Picchu, never knew why and never explained myself why. There may be other beautiful places out there, but for me, Machu Picchu is the summit for now.
I also kept in mind how amazing it would be if I would ever get the chance to go and climb Mountain Everest and see the world for what it is from the highest point on earth, defined by a mountain.
And at some other time reach the Buddist Temples in Thailand in order to learn about spirituality.
I can never explain the feelings that go through me, every time I think of these places. Is it my current state that makes me feel this way? That I still feel stuck, incapable of reaching these places that for now seem to be only dreams? And I made a promise, promise that I will not let my life go by without experiencing and challenging my wanderlust.
And with this challenges, I choose to conquer life and challenge my existence. And when I will have made my journey I will rediscover who I am. Beacon of meaning and purpose, that is what my wanderlust is for me.