Saturday, 29 August 2015

Six Jours





So right about now, I am resurfacing from a few days of ‘meh-ness,’ having been kept afloat by the warm glow that is genuinely generated from knowing that you are in the thick of your travels.

It is something rather special to share the wild-eyed wonder of the world with someone else without even being there. 

But a connection is what brings these two worlds together. 

Not colliding but intertwining. Playfully orbiting around each other and with the strangeness of time travel, we have met along the way in our days and nights. Australia to France – gee, it is a small world. And we are right there together in the middle somehow.

And as for me, your travels are meaningful. 

And like a parchment map, you will savour the delicate unfolding of each corner as you gently trace well-trodden trails through a significant slice of history.  And with each day, those map creases will become experiences to be etched eternally somewhere in that brain of yours.

And I like that.

I guess there is perhaps an unspoken understanding of just how important these travel times are. Having been on my own life journey, I know how I felt as I stood somewhere in Europe, on a patch of vegetation that yielded scratchy softness, familiar greens and browns and left me feeling grounded yet revitalised with new brimming and grinning enthusiasm for what might just be around the corner of my own life. Hell, in fact time stood still just as I did; rooted to this one spot in a field protected by hedgerows somewhere in the tantalizing throes of Tuscany. It was just as if the haze-wrapped skies suddenly cleared allowing the raw sun to bore down on me. And with this penetrating heat, clarity filled my own mind. My world suddenly made sense. It clicked somehow. Just like that. 

And now there you are. 

Criss-crossing your way through France in search of a missing dimension from your own world. You have read those books, felt stuff and now it's real. You are there to stand still where others stood before you; to connect, comprehend and quantify what occurred in the past.

I want this journey that you are on to be what you hoped for and more. Perhaps as I did, you may too stand still somewhere and reflect on life. It is one thing to traipse around the world to broaden horizons and learn stuff. BUT it is quite the thing to feel a connection that is so strong to something so far away. 

But a connection it is. 

And I think that is ...extraordinary.




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