Posts Tagged ‘journey’

The Things I Fear

The Things I Fear

November 8, 2013  |  Big Picture, Blog  |  No Comments

When I came to Amsterdam, I sold most of my possessions, or put them on the curb to watch them all be picked through by my neighbors. It felt rather freeing, actually: to be so free of material possessions. It may be a bit cliché to say so, but it’s really how I felt. I even sold my car, the symbol of American freedom and independence (ironically, my symbol was Swedish). And I left for Europe and a new direction....

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From Portland to Amsterdam via Seattle

From Portland to Amsterdam via Seattle

August 7, 2013  |  Big Picture, Blog, Thoughts, Travel  |  No Comments

As the plane rounds onto the runway from the tarmac and the engines started to rev to full acceleration, it begins to hit me: I’m leaving America. In the past month, I haven’t had time to think or feel anything. It has felt so surreal. Saying goodbyes to friends hasn’t felt like long goodbyes, but more of the sort of goodbyes said before a long vacation. I want to come back to Portland, but I want to come back more confident, secure in myself, what I do, much more experienced, and having crafted my talents into something more extraordinary. I want to have stories to tell, knowing that I have lived this God-given life to the best of my abilities.

I don’t know where this journey will lead me, but I’m happy for that. We spend so much of our life looking for answers, for some direction and guidance — but my life has always been lived in the tension between doubt and faith. Of the two, I lean more on faith because it is more beautiful in the mystery it holds. Do I really want to know exactly what will happen to me in five years? Isn’t the surprise what makes it beautiful?

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While having coffee in Denver

While having coffee in Denver

June 30, 2013  |  Big Picture, Blog, Travel, Uncategorized  |  No Comments

It’s funny the direction life takes you, and how there is a path in the midst of the mess it often appears to be. I often feel I am wandering in a woods with no clear path, but looking back I see a path that was well carved. I don’t quite believe in life having a determined fate, but one that is constantly changing with the different paths we take. That said, I do have a faith that I will arrive at a destination that will serve me and others well. Better yet, I am excited of the journey I will take, knowing that I still have rough roads ahead. What would life look like without good discomfort? I desire to live a life well lived, and one full of meaning — however I attribute that. I do fear that discomfort, but I have faith in the sweetness of rest that will follow. And so I am not starting a new journey when I move to Amsterdam, but am continuing on with an old journey that has served me well thus far. Though I sometimes doubt the progress I have made, I know that I have lived well and know that I can live better.

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