‘You have to travel solo at least once in your life ‘. You’ve also read it, haven’t you? To this day, I can’t see myself with a backpack traveling around the world in 365 days, but as my 25th birthday is coming soon I decided to start with a weekend getaway to a European capital. With my inside in full blooming for this moment of empowerment of which I spoke to you in the previous post ‘ Knowing myself ‘, in less than 24 hours I will be boarding a plane bound for the cold of Copenhagen.
This is not the first time that I discover a city on my own. Three years ago I spent a full month living (although accompanied) in Manhattan, New York, but I was able to spend a lot of time playing the tourist being my only company. After I came back home in Barcelona, I shared these lines:
[I’m] ready to start over with the routine but in a new me. A more mature version of myself, or at least that is how I feel. Leaving the comfort zone requires being brave… I think it is one of the biggest challenges that a person can face on their own. Truth be said, I have never been afraid to get out of mine because I love a challenge. Experience has taught me that sometimes it can be difficult but it will always have a positive and gleaming side. I am sure that all the people who dare to go beyond their comfort zone receive a nice reward for the rest of their lives. And a month in New York has been a very big and rewarding one.
It’s funny how in the fall of 2015 my focus was not on the reasons that led me to book this getaway, and still what I expect from this trip is very aligned. I would be lying if I said that I have no expectations of this trip beyond losing myself in the streets of Copenhagen, a city that is a synonym to design and that is making a name in the fashion circuit. I want to lose track of the time between stores and cafes and feel like a local more (this is how I like to travel, for the record) … This time I want to consciously enjoy solitude and, although not they are always pleasant, also from the internal debates in which everything is shaken inside.
I want to put into practice what I learned these months ago. I want to be present and attentive to each of my thoughts, to identify them and work on them if necessary. I want to listen and respond to that voice inside the head that usually recreates in negativity and self-pity if you don’t pay enough attention. Because now I know that a neglected negative thought can turn into a stomach ache, a muscle contracture or even a negative mood.
In Yoga there is a lot of talk about listening to your body to give it what it needs, but also to control the mind, and the practice of this discipline is giving me the tools for it. Now, when a negative thought crosses my head I try to identify it and let it go, or pick it up and turn it into something positive. I transform it into a goal to achieve, a motivation to continue working on change, something to refute with a positive attitude and thus discredit that ‘evil’ subconscious … As happens with failure, negative thoughts are turning out to be great teachers for me and now I find in them opportunities to improve.
To give you a break after so much deep thinking, I finish the post with something lighter: this trip is also serving me as an exercise to minimize the “just in case” stuff in the suitcase. If I travel by car and nobody is watching me, trust me that I’ll almost bring the whole house with me packing more clothes and entertainment things that days I will be away. Taking advantage of the fact that I have recovered my certain taste for little challenges, I have tried to reduce my luggage as much as possible and travel only with the essentials. And it’s not because of the possible purchases I can make in Copenhagen… ??