I got to thinking a while back, even though I love so much about travel, why is it that while my life keeps getting busier, with more responsibilities and it’s getting harder and harder to take the time off to travel…why do I continue to travel?  Sometimes it seems like it would be easier to just stop, to stop spending the money, to stop worrying about taking the time off of work, to stay caught up at home and not worry about seeing the world.  Yes, it might be easier.  But a part of me would die inside if I did that, a big part.

You see, I can’t quite put into words what travel means to me.  I can’t quite explain that feeling inside my soul that seems to burst alive when I’m exploring, when I fall in love with a place, when I’m wandering the streets of my favorite places and I feel whole.  Travel is like a soulmate for me.  When it’s near, I feel alive. When it’s close, it brings out something in me that I don’t have without it.

Travel brings more life to my existence, it awakens my soul in a way that nothing else can quite manage.  I think on some level, it’s about hope.  Our daily lives can become overwhelmingly routine, which isn’t a bad thing, but over time, particularly for me as a creative, I need an overdose of hope, of dreams, of something other-worldly.  I love envisioning a crazy future, hoping for a world that is filled with love and color, looking forward to a fantastic life ahead.  And it’s that hope in me, that’s what travel does.  It lets us seek out amazing places, meet amazing people and bring alive a part of our souls that would otherwise not be reached.

I saw on Pinterest the other day a quote I’d never heard.  “I go to seek a great perhaps.”  It struck me instantly because it’s entirely how I feel about travel.  I travel to seek something, to search for the possibilities of life, to see what’s out there, to explore who I am and who others are around the world.  I go to seek a great perhaps, to understand what might lay ahead, to envision a future of great moments.

So I continue to travel, I continue to work like mad to be able to afford it, I continue to spend hours of research to plan out trips, I continue to push myself to keep it in my life because I know great things come of it.  I continue to travel because I’m in love with it, it’s part of me.  I continue to travel because I truly believe that out there I can seek my own great perhaps and bring hope to a world desperately in need of it.