Stepping Into Pictures

"Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die."

There are points of negativity, always, there always will be. Whatever we do, wherever we go, there'll always be a tangle or two. Messy emotions.
But they do not measure at all to the awe I see around me. Moments of negativity, elongated moments of absolute awe. In Thailand, I have truly stepped into the pictures. The pictures you see which speak to you, inspire you to get out there, to see everything the world has to offer; I have packed my bag, laced up my shoes and tumbled, feet first, into the rolling wonder of the world's beauty.

There's something about South East Asia which makes me proud to be part of something as incredible as this world. I've realised, finally, how lucky I am to be able to not only see these things, but touch them, breathe them, jump into them. I'm lucky to get to feel this way, it is a humbling, magnificent thing to feel. Liberating.

We've been back at the project for nearly a month now, finally being of some benefit to the school which feels so good. Our little house is feeling like home...especially when it's clean. The cat has learned not to pounce on our feet. We live in Thailand, in a pretty part as well, and that is a great, great privilege. Though I miss everything and everyone I left behind, the pangs are constant and painful, I would never ever trade this experience...not for all the Yorkshire Tea in the world. Though I've had my fair share of bad luck...and other people's shares, come to think of it...I have never once regretted coming here, I have learned so much already and what I've learned about myself, about this culture and about global society is invaluable. We need to interlink more, we need to learn more, we need more intertwining relationships. We need more explorers.

This life moves fast, I'm here for a year and that's only a spec in time. I know its a cliche (to be honest what in this blog is NOT a cliche?) but we really don't get much time to get about; we're constantly running to catch the next train, held back by paper obstacles, files, time limits, restrictions, and the old evil...financial instability. Limits, limits, limits.

I'm making it my personal mission to always go over my limits and I am very much resigned to the fact that that means I will probably always be poor but I am going to be very happy building my scrapbook life. Stepping into the pictures and indulging in learning.

"One equal temper of heroic hearts,

Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."

Words: the beautiful, immortal genius of Tennyson.
Music: Yes, I am listening the the Brave soundtrack.