Meira's Memoirs / Chapter 8 (last) / The Universe always knows ....
It was as if the Universe knew that travel as I knew and enjoyed it, was soon going to be impossible.
It was as if the Universe knew that the journey I had begun as Meira had done its job and that I was almost ready for my next chapter.
Towards the end of 2019, I felt this urge to do a final splurge on international travel and to go back to one of my favorite destinations - the Swiss Alps - but this time to see it's winter glory.
I knew I was about to soon resign from active working and may no longer have the kind of budget to do these kind of trips from 2020 - I actually felt I would not need it anymore; I had begun to feel completely healed and I was ready to sign off with a swan song.
This last journey had to be with my not-so-little one - so we coordinated to meet in Europe and travel to the white and magical Swiss Alps. As the bright red train chugged along the pristine white mountains and with my daughter by my side, I could almost literally feel the peace around and the peace within.
Extract from Meira's Memoirs - Dec 2019
It was like deep within, I already knew - I knew that in a few weeks that this world was going change - and that travel was going to come to a grinding halt.
I have been blessed to be able to travel to a lot of beautiful places across the globe, yet the Swiss Alps has remained my favorite destinations. To probably bring my travel diaries to an end , even if temporarily, I felt the Alps call my name and I decided to experience the quaint charms of rustic Christmas markets and the white winter magic of the mountains.
Europe has always drawn me - and I have traveled to many of its corners, a lot by rail. I had The Glacier Express on my bucket list and so off I went to meet my daughter in Netherlands and start our journey into the lands of gluhwein, festive sounds and seductive smells - and of course the serene soft white mountains.
I have realized that as one grows older, our minds wander deeper and deeper into our memory archives - to things we associated with in our childhood, our youth; revisiting those connects now brings us child like happiness as our years advance.
I was a voracious reader as a kid and the fairy tales with their simple illustrations made me the dreamer I remained all my life. And in my dreams, I had seen this image (as above) a million times - it always calmed me as I could always sniff the clean and cold air, feel it brush against my cheek as I imagined the warmth of the fires in those little homes. It always made me feel good.
When I finally stood before this in reality, I felt not only the calmness and the warmth, but also a huge sense of gratitude for being able to experience this first hand, despite living in a desert. As I soaked in the sight, my entire life from those fairy tales reading times to where I stood at that moment, flashed before me and I raised my arms in prayer and thankfulness.
A cycle seemed to be ending for me, leaving behind a sense of gratitude, pride and achievement.
And it felt like closure. A rite of passage.
I was now ready for my next chapter. I was not entirely clear on the exact route but I knew at the beginning of 2020 that I was ready to take the leap of faith. And I did.
In hindsight, all my travel during these last few years brought me to where I am today and this is, despite Covid and all the madness around me, a very peaceful space to be in. I feel grateful and truly blessed.
I am now ready for more life learnings, for a different kind of exploration and I know that my suitcase will not stay unpacked for long…..
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