About Me

We are adventurous souls. Being on the road of life pushes boundaries and comfort zones. Sometimes, we have no choice, adventure finds us. Life is that way.  It happens, and how we respond to it is our choice.

We can engage with courage and a sense of curiosity and self-reliance, or we can sit at the bottom of the mountain and cry at the steepness of the summit. Life is in the climb. Traveling gives us practice climbing. Traveling off road gives us tools and stories, experiences and love for tackling new and unknown life.

Sometimes off road is a new cafe, or practicing a foreign language, or trying new food. It could be taking a hike for the first time, visiting a world heritage site or sitting in meditation.

Sometimes the simplest in life can be nail-biting and the most intense can be pure peace. Sometimes we get stuck, really stuck, and need to ask for help. Sometimes we can recognize that it is a short trip back to “normal” and just go for it. This blog is not so much about dragging our truck through the mountains, as expanding our mind and body by traveling to places off our beaten path. Finding our own off-road adventures to open our hearts and minds.

Sometimes, in the car and in life, my road has had some serious bumps.

Driving over Pearl Pass near Aspen, CO
Driving over Pearl Pass near Aspen, CO 

Adventuring off of my own beaten path has taught me to ask for help, and to value breakfast with coffee over sunrise. I have learned to be “thicker skinned.” I have learned self-reliance through exploring, testing myself, and trusting that the bumpiness eventually leads to something magnificent. Travel has a way of helping you see yourself in new ways like this.

And with that beauty comes the harshness of real life exposed, not manicured or painted over. Simple life exposed to face in all its forces.  Life certainly winds around and gives it to you straight up. That is life in all its bumps and beauty.

Thanks for reading.

Kelley

“I wanted to walk straight on through the red grass and over the edge of the world, which could not be very far away. The light and air about me told me that the world ended here: only the ground and sun and sky were left, and if one went a little farther there would only be sun and sky, and one would float off into them, like the tawny hawks which sailed over our heads making slow shadows on the grass.”
― Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Me and my son in Rome.

 

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