i used to think exploration was external, that it was about discovering the world. but lately, i’ve been wondering if the hardest and most necessary journeys are the ones that happen in silence, in solitude, in the spaces between action.
what if we learned to explore ourselves with the same sense of wonder we bring to the world?
ask better questions
instead of asking why is this happening to me? ask what is this trying to teach me? instead of what should i do? ask who do i want to become? explorers ask questions because they know there is more to be discovered. ask yourself questions that lead to depth, not just decisions.
be okay with not having answers yet
explorers don’t always know what they’re looking for. they just know there’s something worth discovering. let yourself exist in that space—where things are still unknown, where you haven’t figured it all out yet. that’s where the real adventure begins.
the greatest journeys aren’t always the ones that take you far… the greatest journeys are the ones that take you deep.