(International Hostel).
Portland Photos, hostel and near by Beth Israel..
Ellison House International Hostel in Portland, my room up top (side) left.
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Beth Israel
I had a simply wonderful time, couldn't have had better company,(me)..and being adventurous, being myself, (me and adventure are synonymous).
I have loved every moment of my trip, and it just felt, so familiar, (so like myself) to do every single thing I did.
Every stop, every stay, every person I met, every place I stopped to eat, every fire I built, every walk I took, every decision I made, was made from a depth of who I am, a curiosity that I have always been, but at times lost sight of.
It was so completely being me to do this, that I feel refreshed, as if I have been away from this house I live in, for a lifetime.
When you listen to your own music, march to your own drummer, love your own self, when you just let yourself guide you, and forget what every body else thinks; wants, predicts, judges, explains, and you just be, do, what you are,, all of time is redeemed and you know you have never left yourself for a moment. Leaving is a dream. (and one you decided to indulge in, for variety).
Its all ok, life is all ok, beautiful, and glorious..
Yachats Oregon, my place by the sea..
I am my best friend. I vacated this place of everyday life, and spent time alone with mySelf. It was as if I left forever, spending time with me. Hard to explain, the beauty of enjoyment of My Self, but I wasn't alone , or lonely. I was completely filled with appreciation and love for each moment, whether mind was scurrying or at complete peace.
Mostly , I was at joyful peace, and in love with this I Am.
All my friends were there with me in my heart.
How could I be lonely?
THank you for be-ing..
