Oh wow, I almost forgot. I was actually thinking that something outside myself would make me feel whole, content, happy. Maybe a boyfriend would do it, or a trip to another continent for a while.
How do we find the discernment of knowing when we are escaping and knowing when we are just choosing a thought or an action that makes us feel better? How do we know that feeling amazing is actually what we should be reaching for at all times? How do we get to that pure and true divine guidance so that we are clear on what is the highest choice?
Sometimes the holidays can shrink me to my lowest common denominator. I seem to land in the densest version of myself, kind of believing what I hear, think and see instead of what I know, feel and align with. I start living in the world instead of creating the world moment to moment.
Well, whether I get on a plane and leave or not, it is still time for an adventure, both inner and outer.