Всё никак не могла сообразить,почему я в последнее время везде натыкаюсь на «сходила на крайний спектакль ..»,»мой крайний день в школе был...»
Ну почему крайний?
Оказывается,чтобы не сказать «последний».
Ну как бы страшно «последний день», »последний поход», »последняя встреча»,а вдруг и вправду вселенная услышит и этот день станет последним в вашей жизни.🤷♀️
У вас есть страхи,ну кроме слова «крайний»?))
Я,например,боюсь змей и пауков,но это даже не страхи,а брезгливость.🤔
Хотя нет,я вру.
От пауков я бегу со всех ног и без оглядки.🕷
・・・ Can you help me find this couple? I took this picture at #Trolltunga in Norway on 10th June 2018.
Here’s the story. We were camping at Trolltunga and as always I was up early and taking a walk when I saw them.
I didn’t want to intrude, but couldn’t look away from the scene that unfolded right in front of me. He went down on his knees and proposed, she leaned in, kissed and said yes ❤️
I just had my iPhone and took a few pictures. It didn’t occur to me then to tell them that I captured their special moment on my phone, but looking back I think I should’ve.
Now I would really like to find this couple and share these pictures with them. Can you help me somehow? I know the power of social media is phenomenal, but it’s the collective power of us all.
You know the feeling you get when you’ve left the house and could swear you forgot something? You don’t know what, but you just feel it. Unprepared. Unsure.
Travel, to me, is a lot like that. I always feel like I’m leaving something behind. I’m not prepared. I may not have everything I need. Physical objects and mental/emotional strengths. And while that can be disconcerting at first, it’s a big part of why I travel.
You see, acknowledging that I may not have everything I need forces me to trust. Trust myself to figure it out anyways. To find a solution. And trust that if I needed the help of others they would be there.
I have to trust the other drivers on the road. The pilots in the sky. Trust the people I come into contact with on the trail or at a coffee shop. Trust that I have the strength to calm down my anxieties alone at night. Trust my instincts.
It’s hard. But trust leads to happiness. To security. To deeper relationships. So I practice. Leaving things behind. Trusting that it’s all going to be okay.