I am preparing to embark on a very important trip. This is not any ordinary journey, it’s a retreat with twelve women to another continent. I am going to Morocco on my own. I will be leaving my family for ten days, something that I have never done before, and going to North Africa. I am beyond excited, but I would be lying if I said I didn’t have a little bit of anxiety.
Morocco has been on my bucket list for very long time. Morocco carries an allure and mystery that has beckoned me for years. There never seems to be a right time to leave ones family, and travel solo. It feels indulgent, irresponsible, scary and at the same time completely necessary. Sometimes you just have to bite the bullet and jump, leaving the excuses behind. After all, this is my one wild life, and I want to stretch myself whenever I am able. One of the great perks of this journey, is that several of my best friends are also attending. Together we are bravely moving into an experience that is a mystery and a stretch for most of us. Amazing memories and growth will surely be created, and hopefully we will return different and stronger.
This retreat not only encompasses exotic landscapes, food, and architecture…we are going to connect more deeply with ourselves through daily yoga and meditation practices. To be able to cleanse my mind, move forward courageously into the unknown, is totally new for me, and I am beyond ready. I know that I need this experience for myself, despite my guilt. I will surely return a better mom,a better wife, a better friend. and most of all, a better me.
Stay tuned for a future a post where I will be sharing my experiences from this trip.
