Here it is. The moment that seems more real than quitting my job, selling most of my furniture, and saying goodbye to my loved ones. The moment of buying my one-way ticket to Europe. It’s thrilling, exciting, and a bit nerve wrecking. What did I just get myself into? How is this the moment that I’ve been thinking about for so long, but in reality it’s almost a bit anti-climactic? I guess it will become more real once I see that non-refundable charge on my credit card statement? However, the more the moment simmers, the more my heart begins to pound in my chest. It’s as if I’m running full speed towards a cliff when suddenly I’m free falling over the edge. My heart is thrown up into my throat and pure energy pulses to my fingertips. This is the point of no return. I have laid the foundation for the start of a grand adventure. I’m rushing towards my destiny at full speed and enjoying every second of force and wonder. Each inhale brings me closer to manifesting my passions – new experiences to absorb, new people to engage, new cultures to admire. Each exhale brings me closer to my inner light, my inner compass, my inner glow. As a friend once told me: “There’s a big fucking world out there waiting to be kissed by fire.” Each trek begins with a single step.