A gentle breeze blows in as the clear opalescent waters of the Coral Sea wash lazily over my feet. The sun beats down in blissful harmony on this jetlagged traveller still struggling with the switch in time zones across three continents.
Sitting here in the shallows on this gorgeous spring day seems somehow surreal after having flown more than 44,000 kilometres across two oceans [twice!]
Yes. There is much to catch up on. To say I have fallen behind here is an understatement. But now that I am home… the stories can be told… the paintings will reveal themselves… the miles of film can be edited… and life may fall ever so gently back into the correct space-time continuum. That is my hope anyway!
The Paris sojourn [that morphed across to New York] has certainly been an experience and perhaps over the next short while I will be able to articulate the ever changing landscape of this unusual adventure that turned out to be a mixed symphony of blessings and experiences I had to have.
That’s life in a nutshell I guess.
It’s how we roll.
Buddha once said “before enlightenment chop wood carry water… after enlightenment chop wood carry water”
The wise man was right of course.
Emerson also once said “though we travel the world over to find the beautiful we must carry it with us or we find it not”
This has proven to be equally true.
Although finding beauty has never been the problem [beauty is easy to find and see but sometimes more difficult to hold in your heart]
All in all I’d have to say I learned my lessons well.
- Go with the Universe not against it.
- Listen to your heart and your head and follow the best approximation of both [grin]
- That feeling in your gut has your back.
- Go with the flow. The best laid plans of mice and men oft go astray. In the end it’s up to us how well we are able to re-route... blaze new trails… and get on with the business of being.
There are no rules in the Pursuit of Magic :)
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