It hit me today. I had my first real break down, and felt like a fool. I've been handed an amazing oportunity, no questions asked. A gift of experience and new knowledge, beautiful things and miles of separation from comfort. At this point in my life I couldn't ask for a more amazing gift. And yet, I'm scared out of my little mind. Ms. Spektor has been running to my rescue almost every night lately. But even she can't comfort me when I start imagining never even getting out of the airport in sydney. How silly am I? Very. I'm sorry, international airports turn me on and terrify me all at the same time. It will be my porthole to another world. You can go any where in the world by simply walking through a strangely shaped door and taking a seat. But who's to say I will return? I'm reading this book right now, holding on to the last few chapters because I wish it were a never ending story that somehow sucked me in so that I too could experience the mind expanding wonder that is the lifestyle of the real people. if you get a chance, please pick up mutant message down under by marlo morgan. you can read it in a day if you've got the time. The author is summoned by a tribe of Aboriginals and ends up walking across the continent of australia with them for four months, learning their way of life. healing methods (crazy traditional medicine: cancer cures, anti timor remedies, etc.) wisdom, relation to the earth, and the universal oneness we are all part of. All I'm saying is don't be suprised if I don't return from Australia. These people are the strongest force pulling me towards Australia right now. And I'm just beginning to learn about them. But I'm hoping they hold me there if they want to.
Well I love you all, and i hope life is going well for each and every one of you. I'm bored out of my mind here in the lovely Omaha. The two week countdown starts tomorrow, and then I'm going all aussie on your asses.
Comments (5)
international airports are great. don't let them scare you. shit can't really go wrong unless you're mcullyculkin in home alone. take pictures of all the crazy different people you see. you should probably walk across australia as well. and come back and heal my asthmarrr. okay thanks.
psych yourself out of the psych-out. it's all in the good vibes woman, good fuckin vibes.
Posted by jayme | January 31, 2007 4:06 AM
Posted on January 31, 2007 04:06
if you dont return from australia i will assemble a wandyteam to journey across the globe to find you.
adventures usually go like this: day one is looong. day two is long, but a little quicker. day three through the end goes super fast and all of a sudden you are a new person.
i want to hear about all the dirtiest aussie curse words
Posted by joel | January 31, 2007 10:18 AM
Posted on January 31, 2007 10:18
Just don't get lost in an international airport like I did. When you're too little to read the signs and there are a million people racing around you. You'll be fine, I'm sure you can read. Hey, I studied traditional medicine too! Go and meet an aussie shaman, tell me what they say!
Posted by Naimul | January 31, 2007 10:22 AM
Posted on January 31, 2007 10:22
getting out of omaha has be great, because i think coming back to omaha always feels awesome, but first you need to escape :P
i plan on going to algeria this summer.
Posted by tim | January 31, 2007 1:24 PM
Posted on January 31, 2007 13:24
I'm a 90's man, I cry when I need to.
Posted by rob | February 1, 2007 12:39 AM
Posted on February 1, 2007 00:39