on my way

My SoulTree Journey began a year ago. A year ago I was still stuck in an apartment on the 31st floor, not knowing how much longer it would be before I could continue on my way. It would be another 3 months. 20 months in all. But back then, it was like time had no meaning. Days flowed from one to the next and they came increasingly difficult to fill. Like Groundhog Day. Really.

Sometimes, it would feel that days went on forever. But then, the weeks and months would fly by. The sense of what ‘time’ meant changed when I wasn’t able to move with it, or doing anything much in it.

Now, my perspective of time seems more fluid. Like elastic, it can be stretched to encompass more. When I couldn’t move, it was contracted. Limited. So, the past 12 months seems so much longer than a year. Because I’ve done so much and so much has happened. The almost two years stuck between countries feels so much shorter than it was. Because there was little to do. Less that I could do.

Much more has happened in the past year than I could have imagined. I’ve been taking things on and also letting things go. I’ve been changing what I want and where I want to be. I’ve been changing.

Since last July, in one year, I finished my original travel journey, just 18 months later than I was supposed to. I returned home to Australia in January 2022 after leaving in March 2020. And I left again. Twice. Am I making up for time lost when I couldn’t move? Maybe.

But, I also want to make up for the time lost in a lifetime. There are still things I want to do. Places I want to go. Things I want to be. And there is still time.