Years ago I started replying “no worries” when someone thanked me. During our trip around Australia and New Zealand I heard locals use the phrase in response to my thanking them.
The days of our trip are dwindling. My phone has creepily started shuffling in songs about coming home. I ran out of clean clothes. I’m simultaneously full of anticipation to be home and a tinge of sadness that exploring is coming to a pause. For the past week and a half our daily concerns were solely about what we wanted to do and seldom about what we needed to do. That shift in focus takes adjustment.The first week of traveling is acclimating to a new time zone, climate, and mostly to not being at work. So often my days are comprised of mental to-do lists, mowing through an inbox, trying to make time for all the have-to’s while squeezing in a personal joy catalyst. After our big trip in December last year I shared similar thoughts on unplugging and appreciating each moment.
Traveling is one of my gratitude drivers. It isn’t until I’m away that I fully appreciate the many conveniences and blessings of being and having a home.
After hearing “no worries” used by locals I started to reflect on the phrase as a broader philosophy. I try to filter stressors by their potential impact to my life and my ability to change that outcome. If it’s something that I can’t change, I shouldn’t be overly concerned by it. If it’s something that could directly change my life and I can impact if it happens, I’ll devote a fair amount of mental and physical energy to that situation. This is all in theory. More often this paradigm loses focus and I put mental energy towards things I can’t change or that which doesn’t impact me.
This manifested itself during our trip by largely insignificant events like if a bus was late or a restaurant’s service was slow. In thinking on these events I realized I hadn’t been utilizing a “no worries” mentality. While I was hungry and the restaurant was slow to serve two dishes, this wasn’t a life-changing event and subsequently not worth as much thought as I gave it.
The above photo was from a boat trip in Milford Sound on the South Island of New Zealand. We checked the weather daily the week before our scheduled day trip. Forecasts vacillated between sunny and rainy. Milford Sound is often noted as one of the most beautiful places in the world. Naturally we hoped for clear skies to take in (and photograph) all the majestic mountains. The forecast the day before our trip gave a 100% chance of rain.
Rain wasn’t what I hoped for when signing up for the expedition to Milford Sound that included 10 hours on a bus for a 90-minute boat ride. But what could I do? Regrettably weather isn’t something I can control.
During the bus ride to Milford Sound our guide pulled over a few times to show us temporary waterfalls created by the precipitation. Our captain informed us how lucky we were to be on the cruise during the rain. The temporary waterfalls disappear a few hours after the rain stops. The photos don’t come close to relaying the remarkable beauty of Milford Sound. The mist around the mountains gave a further fairy tale feel to the unreal surrounds. Water cascaded down jagged cliffs until finding its home in the lake.
I hoped for clear skies and worried about the rain but in the end that rain created a magically unique experience I will forever appreciate.
This trip in particular has been a trip of a lifetime for me. I have always wanted to visit Sydney. Adding Melbourne and New Zealand to the mix was an unforeseen bonus! I am extremely grateful for a company that affords me the resources, both financial and time, to take this trip, an adventurous fiancé to share these experiences with, and my health to fully enjoy these beautiful new places.
What are thoughts you can shift to the “no worries” bin this week?