Nomadic reflections – Flying back from Malaga
The lifestyle change and the change of perspective as seen from high above France somewhere, 50 days into our journey.
Af Cecilie Felumb Conrad | October 1, 2018
So, we are flying back from Malaga and it feels like flying home from a vacation. Just like the past 3 years, after spending time in the Canaries for a month around Christmas. We forget, we do not need to be disappointed and tired, we forget winter is not coming, we forget it is completely different.
It is hard to describe, and yet I really really want to. I want to share the inner experience of this journey as well as the obvious adventures.
Status is, we have been full-time travellers for almost 3 months, 7 weeks of which were preparation: Clearing out our home in Copenhagen, converting the red bus into a tiny home. The following 4 weeks have been very vacation like, since we flew to Malaga, lived in a rented house, and drove a rented car. Just like we used to do when we travelled out of our home base in Copenhagen.
But this is different. Now we’re flying home to the bus after a month of work and sun and adventure walks beside rivers and over mountains. We feel the butterflies in the stomach clearly, we feel weird, happy, excited, tired, a bit overstimulated. The adventure is continuing, or, you could say, just beginning. We have been dreaming about living in a tiny house, dreaming about full-time travels, dreaming about being together full-time, dreaming about changing switching our lifestyle to a more of a nomadic one. But it does not happen overnight. It happens step by step. We have been living the transition for 7+4 weeks now, feeling the subtle changes in our perspectives, in our being, in our viewpoint, even in our dreams.
Now, we are going to learn to live in the bus. Moving it around, getting all the last details to work. We need to finally adjust the toilet, we need to buy a stove for heating, we need to fix small things. And we need to get used to moving it around, moving us around.
As I write this text, I am sitting in the airplane, looking out at the clouds. My youngest is working on his reading skills, my 10 YO daughter is rehearsing French sentences and looking after the dog. And my oldest son is reading a book. My husband is also reading, when he is not sleeping. And he is the one to get up all the time when someone needs something from the overhead compartment. It is not a long flight, just 3,5 hours. We got up this morning and cleaned the house, packed everything and drove to the airport. And here we are, flying like the butterflies in our stomachs. Getting ready for it. Feeling ready for it: The adventure ahead, all the new horizons, all the new people, the languages, the museums, the cities, the songs we will sing and the everyday life in the bus.
It is amazing in between time, high up in the atmosphere – and I spend it soothing my sensitive system, writing affirmations, breathing deeply, massaging my feet, letting all (or some of) the impressions from Andalusia fly by in my mind, silently, leaving the footprint of knowing, of gratefulness, of beauty, of joy. Praising the Lord for the time we have here on this planet, feeling so extremely lucky and ready for all that is coming.
Somewhere high above France, september 20th 2018
With peace and love
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