The weeks leading up to my trip to Europ last fall was filled with busyness and deadlines. Very early mornings and very late nights. My head was so buried in all of it, I did not notice how those things had pushed me further from my anchor until I arrived in Barcelona on November 17th.This was not my first solo trip and it was not the most challenging trip, but for one reason or another I was in a foul mood my first day in Barcelona.
I was checked out of my Paris hotel at 6:45 a.m for the hour commute to Paris Charles De Gaulle airport. My excitement to get to Barcelona was on overdrive. Barcelona was a last minute addition to the Europe 2015 itinerary, but it was the one I looked forward to the most. I had a decent, comfortable flight. The luggage was slightly delayed (but nothing extraordinary). I found the shuttle bus from the airport to city center easily. There was a mix up at my hotel when I arrived, but the tray of sweets and complimentary cava made up for the mix-up - so why was I in a crappy mood.
After checking in to the hotel, I went on a walk through La Ramblas- surely strolling the streets of Barcelona and fresh air would lift my crappy mood - it did not. The events that transpired the rest of the afternoon did nothing to improve my mood. Eventually , I gave up trying to get into the tourist mode in Barcelona and returned to my hotel room. I was on an incredible three-week excursion through Europe. I was in Barcelona living my dream, but I was unraveling. Why ? Then it occurred to me - I have been unanchored.
What anchors you ? Who or what keeps you grounded ? My relationship with God is what keeps me anchored in the busyness and instability all around, but it had been several weeks I had a proper interaction with God. Something more than the quick prayers whispers as I dashed out in the morning or shut my eyes. Also, It had been over a month since I talked to my bestie, communications with family was limited to text and wasapp informing my mom I was departing a city or arriving, I was disconnected from what mattered most, I was off center.
I arrived back at my hotel and did what I should be doing every day (maybe multiple times a day); I turned on my worship playlist and had a worship session on the bathroom floor of my Barcelona hotel and prayed - not for anything in particular, but just telling God about my day and the fears and triumphs. Nothing asked for, just a conversation with God and as I did this, I felt that horrible mood lift and peace and joy flooding my heart. A short while later, I skyped with mom and we chatted for about an hour. By the time I called it a night - my crappy mood was completely gone.
Yesterday was another moment of feeling disconnected, I knew exactly what was off and what I needed to do. Without meaning to, I had allowed everything that did not matter take my focus and time away from my anchor. As much as this post is unlikely for a travel blog, I hope if you have ever felt disconnected, you find some encouragement. It is important that we dont allow busyness and schedule overload to pull us from our source or what and who keeps us grounded. This post is also a reminder to myself not to allow my "to-do list" pull me away from my source.