It’s been a year and a half since this little girl packed her life again and moved to a new land. This time unlimited, which definitely made a huge difference from my previous journeys. It is so scary, but in the same time so awesome to pack your courage in a suitcase, push those fears away and let the enthusiasm take control, be brave coz that’s the only way to keep your heart open and your mind inquisitive.
Scary at first, Sweden has thought me so many things about the adult version of me. Sweden made me grow and has definitely showed me the big difference between being lonely and being on your own. Sweden is not the warmest or friendliest place on earth, but it is definitely a place that gives you the big opportunity to get to know yourself much better. I am so grateful for that! Sweden has also showed me than I am an adult, but an eternal child in the same time. I hope that part of me will never fade away.
Sweden is also helping me to discover my full potential and make use of it. I have always wanted to have a job that makes me feel fulfilled. A job that makes me use my brain, keeps me healthy and helps me contribute and give something back to the community ( might sound hippy, but it’s actually that simple to be HAPPY). Being a yoga teacher is definitely something so rewarding. I work so hard to grow my dream, but I am so happy every evening I put my head on my pillow and fall asleep with a new yoga flow in my mind.
Sweden is also showing me that I’ve always been a strong girl even thought I might have not known that at all times. Sweden shows me that I am a girl, NOT just a girl. During my teachers’ course in India I realized that I have somehow become Swedish in my manners and in terms of interacting with the people. I no longer liked to be kissed or hugged by any stranger, but I prefer to receive an honest and warm hug from someone I care about and cares about me. And I no longer feel ashamed to be straight forward about my opinions ( okey that might be my Romanian side or I’m just getting closer to 30s and wiser hah ( HOPEFULLY)). I no longer want to be treated like the girl from the group and I sometimes have a huge shock when I interact with some men that treat me in a different way just because I am a girl. I sense the sexist in the group much easier than before. I don’t laugh at sexist jokes ( never did anyway).
Sweden makes me strong and it’s the place where I started to re-grow my wings. How could I not love it? It is the place I started to call HOME…
A traveller's story 