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Tuesday, 23 July 2013

Autumn in Summertime.

There's just something about this weather. 

Weather that is grey and unsettled -- disquieted. Weather that threatens rain, but not too seriously. This weather wakens something deep inside of me.

It's a feeling I am not much used to, but yet
I revel in it

I adore this calm. This lost-in-thought-staring-out-the-window-for-hours-without-saying-a-word kind of feeling.

There's just something in the way the trees move, their leaves hostage to the blowing of the wind. It. Enchants. Me.
It has captured me with its freedom. 

Freedom that allows the leaves to leave the trees.

And as they float down,
it seems to be fall.
And at the same time I fall just clear of the wall,
past confusion and
anxiety.

And suddenly, everything is -----
clear.

Clarity, though momentary, brings -----
peace.

And with peace comes -----
hope.

Hope for a cliché "brighter tomorrow" free of today's sorrow and despair.

And again I find myself just staring out my window -- wordless and inspired.

There's just something about this weather.

Friday, 19 July 2013

What are Expectations?


Here for your reading pleasure is the fourth of many entries from my Asia journal. It's nice and short!

Going into this trip, I was trying very hard not to have expectations for what it was going to look like and what the experience was going to be for me. I have traveled a fair bit in my lifetime and I find it very difficult not to draw conclusions from those experiences as to what my future expeditions will look like. While my past of traveling has prepared me well for the physical strains, the stress and the emotional roller coaster that comes with traveling to foreign countries, what it has also done is left me with some preconceived notions of what each trip should be like. I have found that traveling without expectations is the best way to travel because then I am not disappointed when it is completely different and I can enjoy the trip to the fullest extent, which I believe is very important.


I think that I have managed this goal not too badly – the trip was very unlike any of my other travel experiences, but was still a very positive one. It was with a very different group of people, there were many very different cultures and I was completely out of my comfort zone. I take that as a smashing success.  

And with the end to that Journal entry, I would like to leave you with a quote I happened across while surfing the internet. It is less directed to experience than to people, and yet I find it entirely relevant:

I have often noticed that we are inclined to endow our friends with the stability of type that literary characters acquire in the reader's mind. No matter how many times we reopen 'King Lear,' never shall we find the good king banging his tankard in high revelry, all woes forgotten, at a jolly reunion with all three daughters and their lapdogs. Never will Emma rally, revived by the sympathetic salts in Flaubert's father's timely tear. Whatever evolution this or that popular character has gone through between the book covers, his fate is fixed in our minds, and, similarly, we expect our friends to follow this or that logical and conventional pattern we have fixed for them. Thus X will never compose the immortal music that would clash with the second-rate symphonies he has accustomed us to. Y will never commit murder. Under no circumstances can Z ever betray us. We have it all arranged in our minds, and the less often we see a particular person, the more satisfying it is to check how obediently he conforms to our notion of him every time we hear of him. Any deviation in the fates we have ordained would strike us as not only anomalous but unethical. We could prefer not to have known at all our neighbor, the retired hot-dog stand operator, if it turns out he has just produced the greatest book of poetry his age has seen.”
-- Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

Peace & Love,
K.

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Thursday, 18 July 2013

What is Pilgrimage?


It has been a very long time since my last post on my Asia "Journal," and I feel as though it is just about time that I get back to it! So here is the next installment!

Before I can really go too far though, I need to at least link you to the blog post that this entry refers to right at the start. So please check out this post on the SSU Travel Blog.
Also, check out the first two posts:
Now please sit back, relax and enjoy the read!

As I stated in my first travel blog post on the SSU website, this trip was a really big and self-changing pilgrimage. Now that I am home, I am struggling to try to grasp the full extent of what has changed within me. I kind of wonder if it is something I will ever really figure out. I find it doubtful. I am quite sure that a lot of the changes are miniscule enough that I will not be able to notice them, but together, they make me a different person. I have no doubt that what I talked about in my travel blog is only a very small portion of the inner change I have experienced. I am excited to see what other changes have occurred!

While reading a book recommended by one of my professors, “Pilgrimage: A Spiritual and Cultural Journey,” I came across this quotation on page 134: “Pilgrims journey together: they share each others' joy and feel each others' pain. We try to ensure that everyone’s story is heard and that help is offered for the continuing journey of life.” This is something that I think our group accomplished somewhat unknowingly. Each of us was too involved in our own worlds to look up and realize that just by hugging someone around us, or giving a smile, or sitting and listening to someone’s complaints we were really helping each other and coming closer together.

I would like to again leave this section of my journal with my favourite quote from T.S. Eliot (I just think it fits everything): 
“We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.”

Peace & Love,
K.