A Blessing For Your Travels

I know you are going a long ways away

I feel your spirit focused on the ‘next’

The things you leave behind and the rest for your body on the horizon

I hear your thoughts of fear, curiosity, cautiousness, wonder, and anticipation

“What will I encounter?”

“What will be the result?”

“What will come next?”

“Can I handle the journey?”

“Will I long for the familiar?”

“How can I be confident when inside I collect my uncertainties?”

“I’ve never done this before…  and yet I trust.  I trust the Spirit who said, ‘it’s okay’,  I’ve taken care of this and you can go.  Listen to your heart, you know the way.’ “

What if travel is not as literal as we think?

What if our hearts leave this place and go to the next destination, long before our physical bodies arrive?

We ponder, imagine, calculate, predict, plan, seek advice, save, note details, prepare, and while we say our ‘good-bye’s, our spirit has already gone ahead.

We hug, cry, kiss, snuggle, remind, embrace, pray, and entrust those we love to a fellow guardian in our absence.    

What if travel means a space and time here, and also not here?

What if our travel transcends this physical realm, whether we are here on Earth or onto the heavenlies?

I feel transition in my body during this season.

A dear one to me will travel internationally, experiencing a rebirth and new perspective,  another has made their way into the arms of Jesus, and yet, another is traveling into the unknown with the guidance of surgeons as her companions.

I myself, am beginning a travel into a brand new season.  I travel into learning, new ideas and adventure.

Travel, truly is woven in and through the tapestry of our lives, and uniquely, we don’t need to leave our familiar dwelling.

The truth is, we are always in a state of travel.  Our soul is in transition as this world is not our home. 

For this world is not our home; we are looking forward to our everlasting home in heaven. With Jesus’ help we will continually offer our sacrifice of praise to God by telling others of the glory of his name.  Don’t forget to do good and to share what you have with those in need, for such sacrifices are very pleasing to him.” -Hebrews 13:14-15

In some way we are all journeymen, explorers, discoverers, expeditioners, wanderers and mystery seekers.

We want to know the heart of the Divine and to experience the fully embodied presence of its Loving Kindness.   The soul must travel in order to do this.

Travel through mountains, seas, the depths of the valley, and across the plains of heartache.

Who we travel with is important.  Are these people who only want you because of what you provide for them while they travel, or are these people who lock arms and travel with you?  Picking you up when you stumble, placing your feet on solid ground when the terrain gets rocky, swimming you to shore if you’re drowning, and gently laying by your side in the darkest hour.

Do these fellow sojourners love ALL of you, accepting every inch of who you are, wounds, scars, strengths and gifts?    I hope so, because a soul cannot travel alone.

So, to my person, who travels internationally,  may your heart be open to the Spirit as He speaks through the wind and whispers truth to your mind.   May your soul find rest in the comfort of His presence.  May you tangibly see the places your Savior touched.

To my sweet friend who is playing, laughing and snuggling with Jesus right now, I cannot wait to see you again.  Your soul is whole and complete.  I stand in awe of your journey and what it must be like to be home.  You traveled over the threshold and into the glorious light.  I am blessed that your soul warmed my soul every time we embraced.

And to my soul sister, may your soul move through this unknown with the confidence that you are embraced here and in eternity.   Nothing can touch you that is not ordained.  Trust your guides in this, your surgeons, family, loved ones and be at peace.  In this,  your season of required travel, your soul will rest.  May you befriend the part of your body that must make its own journey back to health.  You and she are one and you will be her guide to sight, as your circle guides you.

And for myself, may I have the courage to travel scared. Even the word courage comes from the Latin cor, meaning “heart.”  Going where your heart leads feels scary and vulnerable, but your desires are on the other side of that fear. To grow a relationship, or as an individual, you have to stretch and go beyond what feels familiar,” – Vanderveldt

And so I pray:

“May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face; the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of His hand.  -Traditional Celtic prayer.


Rochelle Sadie

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