You know how you learn a lesson then think you’re finished with that situation only to come back to it and realize that you haven’t actually learned everything you’re supposed to?
Yeah, that’s me right now.
I know I’ve talked about how this lesson around being alone is ongoing and now it’s time for the next stage.
That was meant to be the beginning of a blog post that I started in England. I’m not even quite sure what I meant to be writing but I stumbled upon it when I was going through my drafts box. Yet even as I seemingly “stumbled”, I can’t help but think about the circumstances in which I started writing this.
spring break 2016
I was in the middle of my break during my semester abroad. I was in London for a week all by myself. I’d never done that before, travelled alone that is. Now, I could’ve traveled with one of the two groups of friends that I made but I couldn’t make a decision on who I wanted to go with and at the time, the places where they were going were places that I hadn’t necessarily wanted to go to. I eventually wanna move back to London so I felt it was important for me to go spend some actual time in other parts of the city that were outside Central London, more in places where people actually lived day to day. Plus I did do a couple of super touristy things not gonna lie.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m perfectly fine with being alone and in fact I flourish in alone time. But there was something different about this. I had no one to talk to. Literally no one. I didn’t have much social interaction and I was spending time in a new city. I was experiencing all these things completely on my own and only interacting with my friends through my phone. It was strange to not have some social interaction with people that I knew during this season.
Plus, the Brussels Bombing happened the week I was there which meant London and most of Europe was on high alert. There was an increased armed police presence and tourists were cautioned to be on guard. So that meant little me had to change up my itinerary for my various days there. It was a time, man.
yet did i learn
However, when I look back at it now, however many months later, I realize that I actually needed to experience that. I needed to learn how to be completely on my own, trusting God to look out for me. I prayed more in that time than I had in a while and I learned how to let Jesus guide my steps. I learned how to eat out on my own, like a proper adult. I had to navigate a new city on my own, soaking in the culture and the people and the vibe of the city.
I know for a fact that particular week cemented my desire to move back to London and live there. I got to interact with so many different people and learn so much about the place. I could envision myself taking the Tube regularly, working for some music label or company, and sipping English Breakfast at tea time. Yet I don’t think I would believe this so strongly if I hadn’t taken that week on my own.
I learned how to stand alone. And that is a big lesson.
Until Next Time,
Peace & Harmonies