Hopes, happiness, success, and security—so many treasures packed neatly in my bags. Station to station, I travel down rusty tracks. Past cities and factories, through narrow tunnels and vast deserts, my cargo and I arrive at the end of the line.
There’s no need for belongings
here in the outback. I choose to unlock my heart and leave my possessions
behind. Breaking free gives me more than I ever had before.
[Meditations by Jaya Schillinger. Click here to see more.]




















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