Leaves me light of burdens and leaves my brain full of new ideas, enjoying the wild simplicity of life, next to nature.
Every time I plan a trip, I feel very happy and scream... the day has come, and there is no turning back. I love traveling alone, they are genuine trips of diverse emotions and self-love of the good.
I consider myself a woman who has deployed, a journey with all the resources, tools and experiences to transition my autumn from inner calm, even though the rhythm of life has been restless and convulsive during these first 5 months of this current year 
And you're fine here...
For these reasons at least twice a year I retire to give myself time. Because there are moments in life when we do not feel that support, and it only remains to run to those shelters, to quiet our being, to be calm, and very little by little to seek, receive, feel, and nourish ourselves from those places when we travel alone or in search of self-care.
I love being in front of the solemn presence of the sea and its magic of transforming everything heavy into light, listening to the constant murmur of the wind that quiets my thoughts. And to feel the shudder that the force and power of the sea waves generates on my skin.
It's a journey of self-care, to love myself more. These are seasons that I take for myself, in which I challenge myself to be my safe place. I take time to grow, I take care of myself so that I can be well and at peace with myself and thus be better with others when I return from my self-care trip.
It is a travel time that I take, that within the social maelstrom I give myself to be with me and for me. To hug me and give me the gift of being, where it does me good.
Janitze.🐝
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