Thoughts scribbled on a piece of paper
No idea where life is taking me right now, but today I feel happy. I feel content and I feel like I am putting out all the good vibes I can to the universe. I feel confident that the universe will give some of its love back to me.
It's supposedly the middle of winter, but it must be about 25 degrees. I am sitting at a cafe outside sipping tea and mint leaves in the middle of Tel Aviv. Earlier this morning I walked through the beautiful streets of Neve Tzedek which is filled with quaint cafes and beautiful shops filled with beautiful objects. It has the air of a small French village; organic grocery shops, patisseries, and the scent of freshly roasted coffee on every corner.
Part of me is still scared, actually quite terrified, that I won't find a job, because I know this is the life I want to live, this is the place I want to be. What I find interesting is that I am not suffering the same crippling lack of confidence that I did while I was still in Australia. It's so much easier once you finally make the leap to the other side! Sure, I will be a heck of a lot happier once I have a secure job and I have found a place to live so that I can finally send my things over from Sydney, but in the meantime I am really feeling ok. There is a sense of inner calm I have not felt for a long time. I think it's that unmistakable feeling of being home.
It's supposedly the middle of winter, but it must be about 25 degrees. I am sitting at a cafe outside sipping tea and mint leaves in the middle of Tel Aviv. Earlier this morning I walked through the beautiful streets of Neve Tzedek which is filled with quaint cafes and beautiful shops filled with beautiful objects. It has the air of a small French village; organic grocery shops, patisseries, and the scent of freshly roasted coffee on every corner.
Part of me is still scared, actually quite terrified, that I won't find a job, because I know this is the life I want to live, this is the place I want to be. What I find interesting is that I am not suffering the same crippling lack of confidence that I did while I was still in Australia. It's so much easier once you finally make the leap to the other side! Sure, I will be a heck of a lot happier once I have a secure job and I have found a place to live so that I can finally send my things over from Sydney, but in the meantime I am really feeling ok. There is a sense of inner calm I have not felt for a long time. I think it's that unmistakable feeling of being home.
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