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travel opens hearts and hope

April 21, 2018 , , , , , , , , , , ,

Why is it that only when we travel, our hearts truly open?

And we are at our most open and tender, alive and willing to connect?

Why is our faith in humanity fully restored when we venture into an unfamiliar world?

When we are a little more vulnerable, a little more awake, a little more in awe of our surroundings?

A little shy, a little bold, all at once?

And why is it that we so easily forget how much is beautiful exactly where we are?

When we are just walking an ordinary simply daily path?

How is it our that our hearts close over a little each day when we feel safe and secure, and we don’t even notice it until we don’t send that extra message, we don’t reach out, we don’t laugh louder, we don’t hug closer, we don’t try a little harder for the silly-crazy because…we don’t have time? Or the inclination?

Help me notice, oh, help me notice. I want my heart to be regularly shaken up, cracked open, flooded, and constantly discovering the world.

I want my heart to be alive.

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