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Everything you want is on the other side of fear. Life is about taking chances, its about following your heart, and exploring the places of your wildest dreams. The fear of traveling alone always haunted me, my thoughts made it seem like something unreachable, something dangerous. Fear is an illusion, I told myself. That’s it, I have to go. A few days later sitting next to my small backpack in the airport, the flight to Cancun is now boarding. I should go back, I thought. This is completely crazy. The next thing I know my foot is stepping off of the jet bridge onto the plane. Arriving in Cancun without the slightest clue of what to do, I noticed men standing with signs of names of expected travelers, none of which were mine. 300 American Dollars remained in my pocket. Exchanging all my currency, the rental car was next. How does one that doesn’t know the procedure or language able to fulfill such tasks? Walking in circles my eyes searched the premises, every salesman was trying to reel in the dough. One man looked to me and said, “It’s good deal.” Another tried to get me to follow him. “This way lady, get cheap car.” Trusting no one it seemed as if everything was spinning, too many voices filled the spaces around me, locking myself inside my own head. What should I do? Where will I go? Sitting down on the gum stricken pavement, I fought hot tears from running down my cheeks. At that moment, a gentleman my age walked up to me and asked, “Are you okay?“ Telling him my situation he assured me he would help me find something. Recommending two separate rental agencies he let me pick from there, with his kind assistance I was able to come to a decision on the next steps of my journey. Next thing I know I’m driving out of the airport with a Volkswagen Polo. This is what freedom feels like, I thought. Rolling down the windows the humid air rushed through my hair and uplifted my being, screaming with excitement driving myself into the jungle. 100s of butterflies born from driftwood danced before my eyes, it was as if they were welcoming me to the Yucatán. Parking at Chichen Itza, I gathered my go pro and went exploring. As I made my way down the path, the birds sang and an occasional roar rang through the air. What was that? It sounded like a jaguar. Looking to my left I saw a smiling man standing in front of many colorful leather artwork. In his hand laid a carved leopard head. Putting it to his lips he let out the roar I heard. It was one of the most unique instruments I’ve ever seen. Continuing to make my way to the temple, peering through the trees, the base of its entirety came into view. It’s grandness was unprecedented. Groups of tourists flocked together and clapped below the Mayan pyramid. The top echoed their claps in the most incredible way. Beautiful carvings were engraved on all the surrounding stone ruins. The sounds of everything all mixed into one murmur as I sat cross legged on the grassy field in front of the sacred pyramid. Rising my hands to my heart I began to meditate and sank into the moment. Breathing in and out peacefully I recognized that my fears had all disappeared. Traveling next to the near by cenote, my feet leaped off the dock, and splashed into the cool waters that cleansed and gave birth to the new person I had always wanted to become. The sun warmed my face, and a smile formed knowing I had accomplished one of my dreams.