Travel isn’t just about escape, it’s about remembering who you are without all the noise. And sometimes, all that takes is a jungle, a pool, and a day you can’t name 🫶🏻 Travel has a way of stripping things back for me, reminding me that peace isn’t always in the doing, it’s in the being. The magic of travel isn’t always in what you see, but in how deeply you allow yourself to stop, stay, and feel a place. We spend so much of our lives planning; counting days, ticking boxes, racing toward something we hope will be worth the rush. But there’s something sacred in the slowing down. In losing track of time, and letting yourself just *be*. It’s something we can forget to do sometimes 🫶🏻 It’s going to be a tough week this week, but I’m pulling every gorgeous memory, every moment calm, every time I’ve felt really at peace and I’m drawing from them to keep me feeling positive! Thanks for your lovely words of advice, encouragement, bursts of positivity this week! ❤️❤️❤️ 📍Location is m...