I’m not sure if it is just me, but with one-third of the year gone I start to get restless.
I start to feel the urge to dig deep. My journalling sessions become my morning ‘caffeine’. I get this feeling like I need to ‘come home’. Reflect. Re-gather. Realign.
Do you get this feeling too gorgeous?
Recently I’ve been battling some homesickness- which comes and goes. Friends having babies, getting married, getting engaged, moving back home from years abroad… It pulls at my heart strings.
Being away from Australia- my friends and family- is a little like the ocean for me (I’ve come to realise). The water will be calm, still and tranquil one minute. I will feel like I’m laying on my back watching the sun floating. Life in a word is bliss.
Then I will feel like I’m being dealt one massive wave after the next- getting pulled under water, paddling frantically to the shore. Heavy head. Exhausted.…