So it's just been wild you see. Waiting out these last couple of months. Waiting as time goes by, slipping through your fingers like sand. When we were younger our hands were smaller, we could only stream so much sand in through the filter at one time. Now our hands are bigger, and the sand is denser, more refined. There are messages written in the sand, if only we could stand still long enough to read them.
There's a poem written by someone called Diane Ackerman and it almost perfectly sums up the reasons I have for going to Taiwan. It goes like this:
The great affair, the love affair with life,
is to live as variously as possible,
to groom one's curiosity like a high-spirited thoroughbred,
climb aboard, and gallop over the thick, sun-struck hills every day.
Where there is no risk, the emotional terrain is flat and unyielding,
and, despite all its dimensions, valleys, pinnacles, and detours,
life will seem to have none of its magnificent geography, only a length.
It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery,
but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.
~ Diane Ackerman ~
Live as variously as possible. We only have so long, so let's get lost. One needs to take a few risks, shake up the emotional terrain a little bit. Only through the changes in our environment do we come closer to understanding who we are. We think of ourselves as a consciousness in relation to the world. Disrupt the environment, and the brain is forced to go into high gear in order to assist the immersion process. High energy thinking and acting. Always on your toes. I've heard of this kind of remedy before; it has been called a cyclebust, and has been known to elicit peaks in human performance and creativity. I'm going to focus these high energy impulses on studying and learning, specifically with regards to culture, music, and physical well being. Oh, and it would also be nice to take a few pictures along the way.
Stay tuned.
