Keeping on theme with Tuesday’s post, I wanted to talk about my addiction to travel and how it’s helped me cope with pain.
In addition to all of the other practices of self care in which I indulge, traveling—for me—fits right in with physical and psychotherapy, acupuncture, yoga, vitamins, etc. It is something I do for myself (most enjoyably with my husband), so that I can deal with all the crap life throws at me on a daily (family health issues, car accidents, fatigue, malaise, shots, diarrhea, you get the picture). It’s a break from all that stresses me out, and it provides me with the fuel I need to keep moving forward.
On our last trip, I had pretty bad anxiety the first few days. Did I somehow know my mom was going to be in a car accident a few days later? Anyway, once I got the anxiety in check (read about how I did it here), I felt nothing but peace and inspiration—until I found out my mom had been in an accident—then, I felt pretty shitty. But we thanked God she was alive and made the best of the last few days.
Have you ever considered travel a means of coping with your own everyday stresses and/or pain? The difference when it comes to travel vs. prescription drugs and other means of coping is that we get so much more from it—memories to last a lifetime, teachings of other cultures, and sometimes we even make new friends.
Until next time…
Namaste hopeful. No matter what we are going through, there’s always a remedy. Even if we need to step out of our comfort zone to find it.
For highlights from our last journey, check out @ittookturning40 on Instagram.