Have you ever felt really alive while you were traveling? I'm not talking about vacation mode; I'm talking about straight-up, unadulterated bliss. Travel ignites something special within us. When we immerse ourselves in new cultures, our senses are heightened and we are planted in the present moment (aka the space that every spiritual guru says is the key to happiness). This hyper-awareness allows us to see things as they actually are: incredibly beautiful, magical, and inextricably connected.
By continually responding to the same stimuli and unconsciously identifying ourselves with the way people expect to see us, we limit ourselves. We subconsciously yearn for the permission to feel free from these obligations, and this is the vacation we're actually looking for.
We can break ourselves out of this subconscious jail; we can set our infinite selves free by challenging the ways we experience the world around us. The next time you take a trip, dare yourself to take the roads less traveled. Escape down quiet streets, talk to locals more, ask questions, and see what parts of the culture you can "try on" to create more mobility and freedom from within.
If you can't take a trip just yet, how might you recognize the beauty around you? What if you were seeing it for the first time?