I graduated with my masters at the end of May 2015. My schedule was intense: between attending classes, library living and writing sessions, the majority of my time in Boston was devoted to the craft. Previously, I worked long hours for many years at a corporate marketing job in New York. When I finished this spring I decided to finally take some time off from the demands of the real world for a summer of freedom and adventure. I didn’t know how much my mind and body were lusting to be let loose until I gave myself the space to run free.
This summer marked the first time in my life where I consciously allowed myself the luxury of time. I discovered how to pause my plans for the future, relinquish ghosts of my past, and how to truly live in the moment.
I soaked in sunsets and warm salty air, tasted the freshest food, went on coffee crawls, road-tripped across the desert, explored canyons, floated through hidden lagoons, swam in secluded turquoise waters and pushed my body to the limits on mountain hikes.
Embracing the raw beauty around me coupled with the sounds of silence allowed for pure moments of clarity. I discovered the art of slowing down. In that state of nirvana, everything and nothing made sense.
I was present.
Original article published on 2015/09/18 in Normale Magazine. Link no longer available due to website re-design.