Heart. Head. Hands. It begins with your own tools. All you should do is pay attention to little things. Smells. Colors. Confusion. Yes, it can be tough, even painful. But try not to struggle against it; they are expressions of newborn galaxies.
You must wake up early and let the sunrise be your first encounter of the day. So get out of bed and go explore. Throw your GPS in the lake and surrender to chance. There’s no time for allergies, just sensations and revolutions. Just follow the breeze and you’ll be fine.
But don’t forget to be kind and generous. People may find you exotic so let them reach you, especially the kids. Wave. Laugh. Cry. Be curious enough to see what’s going on inside of you… When the time is right, become the shelter of your own storm.
You will also be intrigued by these people. Accent. Shoes at the door. Handshake. They are so unusual. Surprisingly, some of them you would probably meet anyway. The universe is somehow wise.
Learn. Grow. Respect. Fly away to another dimension but don’t forget to be present. Here. Now. All you need is right in front of you. So celebrate, joke around and order a bottle of tequila. What really matters we could never grab in our hands though.
I wish you, dear knowmad, a life of new beginnings. When you’re ready, you will tell your own story. I sincerely hope to meet you one day.