stranger traveler

Being stranger to myself when I thought I had gotten to know myself better and deeper.
Awakening?
I thought I knew myself better but I see I was mistaken. Every day a new me, a stranger. It feels like I live with a stranger or sometimes with an old friend with whom our ways are separated long ago. A 'me' that I am having a hard time to accept sometimes since I am becoming a stay-at home person, one of those people I used to judge in the past.

May be part of me is afraid I am becoming one of them, but I am sure another part of me is falling in love with the results and does not want to lose this amazing connection. Because now I know how beautiful it is to make a travel within myself, my heart: one of the most beautiful travels i have made so far. The more I go the more it attracts and pulls me with joy. And I know I need those moments of me listening my heart; to find all the pieces of me; to be aware of all of them and may be to combine them one day peacefully.

I am very grateful that I can relate a little bit to those people that I judged in the past even though i still do not know why exactly they chose to be a home-person back then, whether to travel to inner self or not. But part of me says that when one learns more and more while traveling to inner self one finds/sees more beauty while traveling outside world.