Why, does it seem, we are inexplicably drawn back to certain places? I find myself in Seward, Alaska for another field season of rugged beauty working as a biologist in Kenai Fjords National Park. After a year of longing to travel unbound, without the notion of return, I did exactly that.
I learned so much this past year and grew tremendously as an individual. I knew the past year would be a lesson in learning to drift but I never realized it could bring me in a circle back to where I started.
I never imagined it would feel so good.
For the first time in over 6 years of seasonal lifestyle, roaming for point A to point B, I returned to the same job, same place. What a novel idea! And that’s when it hit me. It’s all about trade offs.
I mean ALL of it. Life is about tradeoffs.
It’s a paradox, really. You long for change. You roam and long to settle. The cycle repeats. People with settled lifestyles are constantly telling me they live vicariously through me; the truth is, I live vicariously through them as well.
The adventure of the journey, fresh new places, the rush of the unknown; it’s all glorious. But there’s something to be said about really knowing a place; recognizing familiar faces, knowing the nooks and cranies, special spots and where the locals go. I admit while I love traveling, I long for community. Someday, I hope to trade my wanderlust for a solid community. But my heart keeps telling me not yet. I’ve had few places that draw me back but the longer I live, the longer my lists of “homes” gets. First Bellingham, then Kauai and now Seward.
It’s good to be home.
For now 🙂