I call the side of myself that loves to travel my Gypsy Soul. There is a magic, at times, to the exhilaration of travel and the exploration of new places. There is also a special joy that can be found in embracing a far away city as a second home. Since 2006, Washington DC has that place that has held my heart and has always nourished my soul.
Last week, however, I discovered that though I love DC, my soul was longing to return to Dayton, Ohio. I’m fortunate that I can find the humor in that realization. It’s funny how the Universe shows us that if we listen to our hearts, it will lead us into wonderment. Stepping off the plane in Dayton last Thursday, my heart beat told me the answer.
Sometimes, a Gypsy Soul finds peace and contentment when she least expects it. I never dreamed that place would be Ohio.
My “gypsy soul” loves this little town of Walla Walla that we live in. Coming from the east coast, CT and NY, people often ask if we don’t miss the excitement of those big city states. The answer is generally a “no we don’t”. I do say that because we lived there for so many years that it’s easy to put the excitement of those big cities behind us. Perhaps if we’d never lived there, we wouldn’t find this small town so peaceful. I can understand your “gypsy soul” being at home in Ohio:)