I’ve always had a restless heart. This blog is about following my heart. Whether it leads to visiting a place because something about it piques my interest, moving abroad to a new continent, adventures in unknown spaces, connecting with people from around the world, finding love in unexpected places, living daily life with a sense of wonder and curiosity wherever I am, and even coming back and rediscovering home.
I am the kind of person that goes into life, experiences, journeys and places fully and with my heart open.
I want to have relationships with the places I go to. I travel because something about a place intrigues me and I want to immerse myself into that place and get to know it like a new lover. I prefer moving to a place and experiencing life there to short visits.
Most of all, I’ve always wanted to find that place that felt like my true home. A friend of mine once told me about how much he loved Germany and how he was working on going back and living there. “Because it’s my place,” he said. I am looking for “my place”. My soulmate city. That place that will make me feel like I can be more myself than I ever have before and will challenge me to do and be even more. I know from experience that sometimes putting yourself in a completely new place and situation can force you to discover parts of yourself you didn’t realize you had that rise up to the occasion.
A few years ago I bought a Greyhound Discovery path and took it all the way across Canada to the Yukon. I fell in love with the quirky and rugged yet friendly spirit of the north. I couldn’t stop thinking about the north once I was back home so a year later I gave away / packed up everything I owned and moved to the subarctic on the border of Quebec and Labrador. Living in a small remote place with 8 months of winter, temperatures that go below -40 and wind that goes up to 100 KM an hour, challenged me as a person in so many ways. I learned a lot from the experience – I went from a shy introverted city girl who had never driven a car in my life to driving a pickup truck in a blizzard, and being able to handle myself in a mining town with more men than women in it. I’ve learned to survive extreme situations, isolation, and weather. It hasn’t been easy but I’ve learned that I’m capable of a lot more than I ever thought I was.
After 4 years of teaching up north, I didn’t want to go back home and settle down just yet and was in the perfect position of not being tied to a particular place with a lease, job contract, or too many belongings, to be able to try living in a new place. So I decided to move to Ireland! Will Ireland be “the place” to win me over? I don’t know yet, but over the next few months I will be settling in and seeing how it feels.
I love good food, history, street art, finding a great pub with live music and travelling to new places with my dog.
I write about:
How I am able to do it (teaching)
How I do it after a rather large furball/travel Buddy stole my heart (travelling with a pet)
Moving and living abroad