The Hardest Part Of Traveling No One Talks About

That’s probably the post that better describes how I feel since I came back in June.

I thought I would have never felt that terrible feeling again, but apparently it’s like a curse that follows you everytime you come home. This beautiful curse that makes you dream a new adventure.

How’s going now? well…. It is as I am a stranger in my own house, in my own town, in my own country. I am an alien figuring how to act like a normal human being.

How is it possible?!? it is not.

First of all, although I was home, my mind and heart were still somewhere else. I misjudged the power of missing people you met and places you visited. I have been traveling for 5 years now (Can’t believe it!) and I thought I got used to go to a place and say goodbye to everything and everyboby without feeling bad. But I was wrong. Tremendously wrong. It seems that the more you travel, the more you feel blue when you leave. Or at least, that’s how I feel every time. So I had to recover first from the period I spent in England and then, just in a second time, I could enjoy my summer. It’s never simple when you started getting used to some type of habits and in a day you see them changing under your eyes.

And now, with my mind and daily life full of things to do, I manage not to rack my brain about these past experiences. Who knows, maybe one day this feeling will be considered a real disease and somebody will find a cure to it. But please, if that day came, don’t tell me anything! I want to live with this incurable illness of travelling non stop.

It is worth reading, so do it please! 🙂

 

Prayer for Today

Monday’s prayer

Inspired by the Comforter

Green

Lord, let my hands be ever ready to serve.

Give me your eyes to see the broken and your balm to bring comfort.

Let the voice of my will be silent when your mouth opens

Let me guard my motivations so the outflowing of my heart and hands are pure

May I never be afraid of risk or movement

May wisdom lead as I submit to follow

Let love be my beacon, strength come from my weakness, truth be my anchor and peace go before me

You increase as I find myself hidden in the wonder of your grace

Take all of me and use me

Have your way as I remain forever grateful.

 

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New Worlds

Few months ago, I was overwhelmed by far too many things: objectives to reach, things to set up, lives to organise and I brilliantly thought of looking for a summer job. TERRIBLE IDEA!

Months passed and no answered filled my email box. One day magically appeared a new email apologising first for not replying earlier because they had to think of what job they could offer me. That was music for my ears! I was finally offered a summer job, whatever it was. At the beginning, as usual, I was a bit afraid of the work environment, the tasks to accomplish, the method of work ect. I was told I had to help in the promotion of a new line of Piedmontese wines, created by an association of local wineries. So far, REALLY interesting!

The starting day was last monday (it’s just been a week now that I work here) and I honestly didn’t know what to expect from this company and especially this project. I knew wine was involved (and that was the most important aspect for me at the beginning) but the actual day-to-day tasks were rather obscure.

It is quite early to give a definitive opinion on this summer job, but I think I might do it for a long time: it has been a good start, everything is wine-oriented, I have a direct and active contribution to the project, even if it is limited to accomplish some less important tasks, and time flies. So far, it is a positive impression and I really hope it will be like that till the end.

Unfortunately, it won’t last forever, as the due end is mid-september or end of the month, but it will contribute enormously to my CV and my personal growth as I think I finally found my place in the world of work.

 

More news? soon 🙂