On the road again

So I am on the road.. well on the sky.. I am flying high.. 
Lol not so fast..
I am currently sitting in the airport in Halifax, awaiting my connecting flight back to school after a night of no sleep.. not a bunch of food or anything really I am sitting here with my salted caramel frap thinking of the lessons we learn as travellers on this earth. 
I have been re reading Timber Hawkeye's Buddhist Bootcamp recently and there was a chapter about leaving no trace of you're existance. 
I thought to myself while packing last night.. how can we possibly do this?
In a way it is easy to leave no trace.. make it look like we have never been to a place before but in reality we want to be remembered. I mean by our friends and people we love. 
So in short while packing I made sure to leave to trace.. no mess of any kind, all of my dishes washed, my garbage got taken out, my dresser gutted out aside from the few things I left home to wear during holidays when I go back for some days off from work and school. 
I did leave some things, some clothes, my favorite band tshirt that I couldn't possibly fit in my bag.. simple things to remind my loved ones that even though I am not there.. I still am by heart. 
That's the thing about moving around all the time, though some of us will never cease to stay in one place for too long, we will still leave our own personal remarks, a little piece of ourselves to show others travellers that we were there. 
Take the dorms for instance.. a lot of people carve their names or initals and years into the insides of furniture/desks/drawers to show that they were there. Sort of like a little testimony for everyone who has ever been where you are right now. 
I find it oddly comforting that we can think that somewhere out there someone is thinking, and feeling something similar to us. A mild feeling as if to say we aren't as alone as we think, in a world so big it is nice to be reminded of that once in a while. 
The fog here in Halifax is thick, it reminds me of home.. but nothing will ever be like home because no matter where you move, who you meet or who you become nothing will ever change the most simple facts about us like these. 
My name is Vanessa Lillian Mary Katherine ___________
I was born on September 16th 1994 in St John's Newfoundland.
My dad is what we call back home a Baymen while mom is from a cove, meaning I am a mix of both.. more bay when I drink though and my accent comes out hard core. 
I have green eyes. 
I have two half siblings and a younger brother who started college today. 
I grew up by the ocean.
Since I was twelve I have been writing books.. I am really good and hope someday to be published.
And I am a traveller.
Simple facts that remind us of who we are beneath all the layers, the clothing, the trivial matters are what counts. 
So wherever you go leave no trace of a mess but a piece of your heart, so that someday, somewhere you'll be able to look back on that spot you sat and see the new person who is there.. and feel for them as I feel for you all today.
Happy travelling :)
Love and Light,
VKC

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