Not that every day of mine has the consistency of rise-run-rinse-repeat, but from a small window came a sudden pixilated possibility that’s turned into an opportunity to suss and see parts of the planet still unknown to me – welcome aboard ambiguity! Perhaps it was ambitious to go from a fleeting idea to take off within five weeks … alas, my carry on is ready for this multi-country journey. It behooves me then, to begin with a bit of digging.
What’s the way I spend my day – have those puzzle pieces I lay create the play that piques my curiosity, pushes my potential and brings pride to my peeps, my Ps and me?
In the mundane magic is to be had, so as time tumbles, my tinkering leaves me wondering. The flavour of familiarity is a taste that can satiate. Or, it may mean my menu is moving towards myopia. With the day’s duress what comes to a head is often externally stressed. Binging on the reels and spiels of society means that if I want to feel with zeal what’s Real, then it’s on me to pick that and make it priority.
Yet often, the discipline within the rat race is what moves from to-do to to-done and therein, the world applauds. No doubt then, every so often, the double edge sword of routine with all its collateral rewards and risks requires routine reflection and perhaps even a little redefinition.
I wonder about where ‘I am’ in life. Yet, it’s only when the dust settles from the hustle, I think of who I want to be. In that vulnerability can come pristine clarity, but often, the road is as rugged as it is rambunctious (and safety blankets can seatbelt only so much).
This is one of the reasons I love to travel. Its power to peel away the callous invites a focus on feeling and being instead of simply head-down-doing. Whether the experiences to be had are mapped out to a tee or nebulous with a pinch of free, bring it on honey!
Life’s so random (recall the pandemic?) so, it’s time to stress test the squander with wander. As I look ahead to this Jenga itinerary, I know that the days ahead will bring surprises enough to shake things up. Fear and excitement may both have their time as drivers, but ultimately, I’m ready to move from photocopy to uncertainty …
May you too find a new frame in your kaleidoscope that twists out even more happy,