Wednesday, May 03, 2006

a question finally answered

a friend asked me quite a while ago over email "what is it that makes someone pack-up their life, say good-bye to family and friends and hit-the-road indefinately?" since then i have held this question with me and had started an email which was to address it. however while the answer was something that i felt within me it did not seem to want to be readily filtered through the language centers of the brain. i started one email, but perhaps due to circumstances at the time it came out sounding much harsher than the actuality - perhaps the severity was due in part to my surroundings at the time; the dark and sooty city of glasgow.

i still have not found expression of answer to this question but a friend of mine has published a post which i feel articulates my senitments for my decsision whole heartedly. (perhaps another factor for my trouble in noting the reasons for departure is that those reasons have faded from being a clear presence in my conscious mind now that i have been travelling for awhile and have been fulfilling, living those reasons rather than aspiring to do so.) in either case, i think that this is an excellent post for all in thinking about breaking out of there reality tunnel but not quite sure what that might mean or result in.

thanks Jit for this post.

http://comelets.multiply.com/journal/item/29

3 Comments:

At 3:01 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey,

gosh, you are still away aren't you! back at uni I'm still travelling around the corridors, haven't found any new nooks or crannies, but corrupting the students wholeheartedly.

Stay Safe
Rupert

 
At 1:12 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

glad you liked it Windsor, no doubt you would have discovered what lies behind whilst some of us live vicariously through each other. Be well my friend.

 
At 2:31 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Guess where one travels depends on where you've been & where you are now. Perhaps being physically elsewhere is more conducive to the flow...whilst it's much harder to fly when living in staticity...but not impossible. So as my spirit soar every now & again from within this grid, even if momentarily, is when i see you my friend. Happy saturns return.

 

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