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She was a high-powered executive, having built national volunteer-management infrastructures for leading charitable organizations.

But there was that whisper.

鈥淚 always knew that there was more, and something just kept pulling at me about the idea of taking a leap and doing something bold and different,鈥� said Nadia Mitchem 鈥�98.

She lept into a 鈥渟lomad鈥� lifestyle 鈥� a slow-moving, nomadic existence that has taken her on nine solo U.S. road trips covering 5,000 miles and, so far, on long visits to 12 countries in Europe, Northern Africa and the Middle East. She is careful to say she is not on vacation, packing in every conceivable experience; she is living a lifestyle with the attitude that she will return to each destination someday.

鈥淭he world has been opened up in some of the most enchanting ways,鈥� she said. She spent an afternoon with a master violin maker, who demonstrated how he coaxed melodies from a block of wood. She departed with a sore back and reddened fingers 鈥� but also an appreciation for women鈥檚 contributions and 鈥渢he painstaking labor that is put into the artistry鈥� 鈥� after learning to weave a rug from a woman in mountainous Turkey.

She was struck by the dignity Rembrandt depicted in 鈥淭wo African Men,鈥� a 1661 painting, and the irony that it hangs in The Mauritshuis, a museum that used to be the living quarters of a Dutch sugar farmer who enslaved people.

She marveled at her freedom while traveling the Harriet Tubman Byway in Maryland, and contemplated how women in the past, especially Black women, 鈥渄id not have the agency to decide when and where and for how long鈥� they could move. She toured Southern plantation homes to 鈥渃laim my place in American history.鈥�

Mitchem said she is 鈥渁n accidental nomad in the sense that this wasn鈥檛 my intent. Initially, I thought I鈥檇 travel and then return and go back into a traditional environment.鈥� Instead, 鈥淚 had to give myself permission to color outside the lines because this was a bit unconventional.鈥�

That took time. It was 2014 when the whisper was 鈥渓oudest in my ear, but I didn鈥檛 take any concrete steps.鈥� She was working for the American Red Cross, where she created the infrastructure to support 272,000 volunteers across more than 100 local chapters. She was deployed for six months to advise the international affiliate in Geneva, Switzerland, where 鈥渢he pace was so palpably different鈥� from the hectic American workplace and 鈥渢he wheels started turning.鈥�

She had just determined that she should find something new when St. Jude Research Hospital in Memphis, Tennessee, recruited her to create its volunteer infrastructure. 鈥淭hat job was fine, but I still didn鈥檛 quell that whisper,鈥� she said. 鈥淚n fact, it probably got louder.鈥�

That, and 鈥渢he universe was just conspiring in my favor,鈥� positioning ideas and people in front of her and inspiring her to set March 29, 2020, as the date she would resign. Then COVID happened. She postponed but didn鈥檛 cancel her plans and in August 2020 she stored her belongings, identified her hometown of St. Louis as a base and headed out across the U.S. for six months.

鈥淚t probably took me three months to unwind from that sense of 鈥榙o, do, do鈥� and to recognize that I had complete control over my day,鈥� Mitchem said. 鈥淚 was really exploring. I was really able to subject myself to whim and give in to whim. And that was amazing and refreshing and delightful and delicious.鈥�

The whisper, though, still nagged. 鈥淚 realized the power in asking myself 鈥榃hy not?鈥欌�� she said. 鈥淚 couldn鈥檛 come up with any good reason.鈥� And so, in June 2021, she lept still farther, this time to a month-long program in Croatia curated for professionals who need a timeout. Though she was a veteran international traveler before this experience, 鈥淚 wanted a degree of structure because of the uncertainty in the world at the time.鈥� After that, 鈥淚鈥檝e been solo and nomadic all around the world.鈥�

Mitchem heeds U.S. State Department travel warnings and listens to other travelers 鈥� especially Black women also traveling alone 鈥� as she chooses each destination. Sometimes she merely mulls a map. When she spoke with 花季传媒 Magazine, she was newly arrived in Marrakech, Morocco, where she planned to stay five weeks, then head to Milan, Italy. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 know what I鈥檓 doing after that,鈥� she said.

She has formed many friendships, often with other solo travelers whom she seeks out on Facebook and Meetup as she moves from place to place, and thus she never feels lonely. 鈥淚 enjoy my own company, and I seek community when I feel like I want community,鈥� she said.

She is recording her experiences 鈥� and encouragement to would-be solo nomads, especially Gen Xers (born 1965-80) and Xennials (a microgeneration born in the late 1970s and early 1980s) 鈥� on a website, globalchroniclesofnadia.com, Instagram, Facebook and YouTube.

She has no plans to end her travels. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 know that I will go back to a desk because I鈥檝e realized you don鈥檛 have to,鈥� she said. She has done some consulting but 鈥�90% of my time is still mine鈥� and 鈥淚 would engage only in things that bring me joy. I protect my peace in ways that I had never considered protecting my peace before. I embrace the fact that 鈥榥o鈥� is a complete sentence.

鈥淚 want to be able to dream.鈥�