Uluṟu-Kata Tjuṯa National Park holds a very special place in my heart. I visited a little over four years ago, and I still think of Uluṟu often. For a while, it was all that I would paint--I still have two of my favorite paintings of Uluṟu and Kata Tjuṯa hanging in my bedroom. In the months leading up to my trip, I was very sick. There were times when I wasn’t sure if I would even be able to go. My constant illness started to wear me down, and although I graduated high school and remained stable enough to travel, I was clinically depressed and struggling from day to day. This was my first vacation abroad, and my mom and I planned for Uluṟu to be our first stop in our tour of the eastern half of Australia. I had been wanting to come to this place for years, although I was never entirely able to explain why--other than the fact that it was Australia’s most recognizable natural landmark, and hit every item on my checklist for what constituted a good landmark. Perhaps I was called there, in some way; perhaps it was just a coincidence. In the end, don’t think it matters either way. I consider myself to be both a religious and a spiritual person, and I tend to view the world through that mindset. That being said, I was not prepared for the experience I had in Uluṟu's presence. This land opened up to me a new way of living and experiencing the world, a way of truly connecting with both nature and my higher power through nature. Not only that, but although I was still sick and struggling, I was able to experience peace for the first time in a very long time. That was what I felt there, at Uluṟu: an overwhelming sense of peace. Uluṟu showed me a new way of looking at the world. There, I was reminded that I can be sick and peaceful at the same time. There, I was reminded that the good in this world and in this wider universe is never as far removed from us as we think.
It took me many more years and journeys to get to where I am today, but if I had to pick one moment, a spiritual turning point in my life, it would have to be standing at the foot of a stone monolith in a desert halfway around the world, resting my head against this great stone, and finally feeling at peace.
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Hi, there! Call me Kris. I’m a world traveler, author and artist working to showcase the world's beauty and inspire you to find your confidence to see the world!
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