December 29

Spanish Soul-Food Adventure: A Full Soul

Philosophy, Spanish Soul-Food Adventure


“The more kilometres I drive, the more I feel alive.”

This dropped in as I was on my last leg of the journey today. A 4.5-hour drive from Almeria to Valencia to catch the ferry back to Ibiza.

The further I have travelled on this little adventure into Southern Spain, the more I’ve cleared and healed.

Every location I’ve been to has been perfectly placed for me to release and let go, grieving the old; relationship, my life and self, layer upon layer being stripped away.

I’ve eaten some amazing plant powered meals.

I’ve walked for hours.

I’ve visited many beautiful towns, beaches, and cities.

I’ve hiked up three mountains.

I’ve had many swims in the cold sea and one cold pool.

I’ve cried many tears.

I’ve sent many old memories and beliefs up in flames.

I’ve journaled many thoughts.

I’ve meditated morning and night.

I’ve talked to myself, a lot!

I’ve taken many pictures.

I’ve been blown away by natures beauty, constantly.

I’ve nearly been blown away by natures wind.

I’ve had much needed time alone.

I’ve given myself so much self love.

I’ve had a profound psychic reading that has confirmed by intuition.

I’ve been put back on my path.

I’ve started to visualise my future.

I’ve spent joyful and quality time with a best friend.

I’ve had an unfamiliar Christmas.

In fact, my life has become so unfamiliar to me at times that it forced me to let go even more.

This is what this trip has been all about, learning to free fall and to trust that the next destination will be exactly what you need.

It’s been an initiation for what’s next to come.

A bridge from the familiar to the unfamiliar, from comfort to discomfort and the inner strength that creates.

I feel whole again, my essence has returned, my cup is full, and my mission is becoming clearer.

The icing on the cake was a decision I made to make one last random stop on the coast just south of Valencia on route, near a town called ‘Cullera’. I thought that one last dip in the ocean after a long drive would be the perfect end and a final clearing before heading home.

I was greeted by the most beautiful long, empty beach and the most beautiful sunset I’ve seen since being away. So, I stripped off and went for a swim as nature intended, bathed by the striking orange and purple colours in the sky.

It felt like a gift to me, at the end of a journey.

To enjoy by myself, in recognition for having come so far emotionally in the last four weeks.

For listening to what my inner knowing was calling me to do.

To drop everything and to take my healing into my own hands.

Stepping into the unknown but knowing it was the only way.

Southern Spain has truly fed my soul.

How did I know when my soul was full?

I started to look forward to coming home again…

…and planning my next adventure of course 😉

The Beginning

About the author 

Adam Stansbury

Personal Trainer since 2009 and Vegan since 2014. I'm passionate about helping people to realise that they can transform their bodies and our planet at the same time.

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