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Until the End

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When I took the leap
Didn't know where at night I would sleep
Didn't know what to lean on
When my emotions ran too deep
Somehow I made it through
but something was missing

When I gave birth to a fire
Never felt so alive
Things became so clear
I knew the moment was near
I felt so close
but something was missing

When I had no contact
and was a prisoner to my own soul
I had to look deep.
Not sure how I found the key
but the door wouldn't open
Something was missing

When I woke up in the jungle that day
I knew the moment was here
I left it all behind
Just a man and his pack
I felt so free
Like the world was mine
But something was missing

It was on the long bus ride
My closed eyes opened and I could finally see
when i let my mind go
and only listened to the soul
It told me what was missing

My black is now blue
I walk with a new point of view
The colors are so bright
and the feel of the sun always feels just right
Although it all feels very real now
Something is missing

When I can feel the beat
Just a second before we meet
When the sound is deep inside
I feel so alive
I can move on now, truly live
But something is missing
It's you

-NGMH

What started as a blog and a journey of fun, adventure and self-exploration has turned out to be much more. My feet have traveled thousands of miles on dirt roads, volcanoes and sandy beaches and my soul has lived a couple lives in that time. I have learned so much about myself and who lives just beyond my mind. I have learned to more than appreciate those people around me that I care about and who have been apart of my life and my growth, from the beginning. I shed a lot of b.s. that I didn't need and found that I like the person under all that much more than I expected. I have found a comfort in my own shoes that showed me that I don't need them at all, my heart can carry me from here. I have learned to laugh at the things that make me mad and to smile at the things that should make me cry.

Unfortunately, these things will not keep me going. They will not push me to what's next. They only serve as tools to keep me focused on the things in life that are truly important. The things that money can't buy. The things that a good beer can't solve.

Through all this, I see through a new set of eyes that allow me to see colors I've never seen and smells I never smelt. Not because they are new, because I never stopped to check them out. They have also allowed me to see love. A love I never had before because I didn't fully love myself. A love that is different than anything I ever thought it was supposed to be.

This blog has been a lot more important to me than I ever imagined when I sat in a hostel in San Jose, Costa Rica and put out my first post. I can't believe how many people have shared in this journey with me, waiting for the next words, the next lesson, the next adventure. Thank you sooo much for coming along for the ride, however long or short you joined me for.

This will be my last post but I hope you got something out of this and I dare you to believe that something amazing is right outside of you.

So until the end, cheers to the past present and eternity my friend!!! Adios

Posted by DondeNathan 20:56 Archived in USA Tagged the end finale

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Nate, your journey has been remarkable and I have always looked forward to every post. While I am sad to see your blog go, it makes me happy to know you took the opportunity to do all of this and continue to learn about yourself. Not many people are brave enough to just let it all go and let the let the pieces fall where they may. Cheers to you and your journeys!!!

p.s. That is a beautiful poem! Love ya cousin!

by Ticia

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