The third instalment in a series answering the most asked questions about our trip.
What was the toughest time / thing we coped with / situation?
Togetherness is a double-edged sword.
Being together (all the time) is the one single thing what made our 15mths away incredible. That level of intimacy, shared experiences and dependency was priceless.
That very same level of intimacy, sharing of experiences and dependency was without a doubt hands down the toughest thing about our 15mths away.
Shared bedrooms, beds, bathrooms, 6hr+ car journeys many days at a time, all meal times, walking tours, boat tours, train and bus rides and every single other moment of every day.
Put that level of 'up-close' in the mix with failed GPS, tired and hungry kids, tired and hungry adults, playlist disagreements, and general personal space meltdowns (to name a few of the rubs) and you're probably getting a vague idea of what it's like to be a family of five exploring Europe by car for a little more than a year.
Not always glamorous. Far from it at times.
It wore on all of us at different times in different ways. There were tears, sulking and downright arguments.
Always raw. Always real.
I remember one night Paul and I had a right barney (had been brewing all day) outside a restaurant and walking away in different directions leaving the kids standing there as if they we're going to have dinner and pay themselves! We all regrouped within a couple of minutes but it was a classic moment of 'I've had enough of all of you!'
What was golden about all that intimacy and the rub? The fact that we figured it out. Had to. Every time.
Who was it that said 'No pressure, no diamonds?'
Ultimately, I am eternally grateful for the intensity of that time because everyone learnt compassion, patience, tolerance and when to just shut up! Mostly. ;-)
I was also reminded that it's in the times that feel the toughest that we learn the best and juiciest stuff. About ourselves and each other.
We're typically not going to learn much in easy street right?
Today, five months back, I am constantly reminding myself that I'm exactly where I'm meant to be.
No questions asked.
I have had enough experiences of looking back and everything making perfect sense...(that pearl that is hindsight), that I am getting so much better at just trusting the now and finding there is such freedom in that.
I would love to hear about a time when you have been under pressure and a gem has come to the surface?
Let me know in the comments. All our stories make this a conversation.
To your shining!
If ever there has been a time when I have peeled back what freedom means to me, it’s this year.
It’s my thing.
I think about it all day long.
I notice where she shows up all the time. She makes me feel big, expanded, creative and divine. I love her and I seek her out. I seek her out because now that I have felt like that, I want to feel like that as many moments of every day as possible.
I have felt freedom beating a path all over Europe this year (of course!) and seeing everything we have. I have never felt so free as sharing all that with our kids. I have also felt freedom sitting on a sun lounger at 2pm on Wednesdays, placing flowers in our place we call home for now, setting beautiful tables to share meals with friends and family. I have felt my freedom standing in the many sacred and holy places all over this ancient continent. I have felt my freedom sitting quietly with my morning lemon water before the rest of the house is up calling in what I want my day to feel like.
My ultimate freedom though has been taking the time to learn what freedom means to me because now I have felt it, I will never forget it and I will always seek it. I knew when we set off that this would not only be a journey to places but a journey to my heart. It has been the gift that keeps on giving because now I see her in everything.
It’s the little things we see and do everyday that have the potential to make our lives rich.
My journey to understanding what freedom means to me started almost six years ago when I started making some radical changes to my thinking about how I wanted to earn an income. I knew for me that showing up to a fixed place at a fixed time didn’t equal freedom. Today I collaborate with some incredible women who are also living in pursuit of their freedom. These women have changed my life. They have given me my wings to go places I would have never imagined possible. Grateful! Together we have learnt that in helping others pursue their freedom, we get to live a life filled with more and more choices. And isn’t choice the ultimate freedom?
None of this would have been possible on my own. This year of discovery has happened because of my precious tribe. We work together and we support each other as we seek out what our individual expressions of what living our best lives looks like.
I love synchronicity and when I saw this in a newsletter from Mama Gena recently, I felt she had written it for me…
“Life works out better, more gracefully, more pleasurably, more successfully for a woman who is in her body, present, alive, and supported. That is an immutable truth. And, maintaining that state is no small task!
The key here is practice. And vigilance. And devotion to your own joy, creativity, and turn on.
Practice, so that when the S#*& hits the fan, you know what to do. You’ve got muscle memory. You’ve got a sisterhood to support you, and a community to keep you accountable to your greatness.” – Mama Gena
Do you know what your freedom feels like? Do you seek her out every day simply because it feels good? What is one small thing can you do today to feel like you are making a choice from a place of freedom?
Join us in the comments with what makes you feel alive, expanded and divine xx
"What I now know to be true is that the key to creating freedom is accessing choice and the way to create more choices is to have more of the resources that allow choice, namely time and money."