The Most Underrated Way to Find Yourself

My algorithm seems to be full of women taking solo trips lately.

And I can feel that pull again.

Five years ago, I sold my house, gave my daughters 90 days to move out, packed my car and took off across the country alone for five months.

I had some ideas about where I was going, but I didn’t know where I would end up.

There was something incredibly freeing about waking up somewhere new and not knowing what the day would bring.

It forces you to pay attention and be curious.

Then I got to Wisconsin.

The fires out West had changed my plans, so I rented a little place behind a bookstore for a month. I decided maybe the Universe was telling me to stay put and finally get serious about writing my book.

Except the longer I stayed, the more my mind started spinning.

One morning, walking through the cornfields, I remember thinking:

Am I having a breakdown or a breakthrough?

I suddenly wanted something familiar.

So I called an old boyfriend I hadn’t spoken to in almost 30 years — the same boyfriend I had once taken off to Greece with when I felt bold and fearless.

Reminiscing with that younger version of myself reminded me of something I had forgotten.

When I allowed life to unfold and stayed curious about what was right in front of me, I felt alive.

When I started trying to control life and figure everything out, I got scared.

Looking back, what that trip taught me is that the more willing and open I am to explore the unknown, the more of myself I discover.

Being curious is the most underrated way to find yourself.

Sally’s Weekly Reminder

“I allow life to surprise and delight me.”