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Tuesday, January 17, 2006

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Sunday, January 15, 2006

what makes "a good day"?

my good friend, Brenda, asked me this question...and here's what i thought...

i know it's been a good day when
it's been day full of rejuvenating familiarity and unexpected surprises
i took more time to consider the journey, not just the destination
i took a trip down memory lane, still filled with anticipation
even challenging conversations flow easily
i feel the kindness of strangers and offer my own
and as i turn my blankets down, the corners of my mouth turn up
remembering what a good day it was

Saturday, January 14, 2006

love is....

i found this short but telling quote on Sveta's blog...thanks for sharing! (svetaz.nomadlife.org)

"Love is accepting and trusting that you are accepted and trusted"

i bIke...i AMsterdam

my bike is like a cat...it has nine lives...since i have bought it someone has tried to steal it by taking off the handle bars, which left it impossible to drive sober (and cost me EUR25, the cost of the bike, to fix)....also someone "borrowed" it and returned it to the same area near my house, but in a different spot, complete with the chain...

after these two instances and also in an attempt to get more active, i have been riding my bike alot more lately - to work, around town etc....

and whether it's a 5 minute ride down the street, ringing my bell at the tourists who walk in the bicycle lane...or a 40 minute bike ride to work in the morning chill, equipped with my hook-on battery operated bike lights... somehow riding my bike around amsterdam is something that really makes me feel connected to this city and feel a part of it.....a feeling of connection that i was missing somehow in the previous years of constant travel...a welcome feeling indeed

sensuous possibilities of travel

my contract at ABN is only till end of october, and guess it's quite natural that other people (not so much myself) ask me - so what will you do after that? will you go back to australia?

i spoke to another aussie this week who is living in NL and he went home for xmas...he told me that every time he goes there and comes back to europe, he leaves a little bit of himself home in oz

since my last trip home in october, i also had an increasingly stronger feeling of wanting to return to australia to restart my life there...and the seeds of a longing to return home being planted....

and then on other days, like recently when i was on the metro on my way to work, i thought to myself - "I want to go to a small country in Latin America where no one speaks English and I am forced to learn Spanish"! As I was thinking it, I had no idea where it was coming from! And then i saw pieces of writing like this, and maybe it's partly why....

French novelist Colette believes travel suggests sensuous possibilities:

"I am going away... to an unknown country where I shall have no past and no name, and where I shall be born again with a new face and an untried heart." While you will certainly leave with a past and a name, there is something intriguing about the notion that you face an opportunity to begin (almost) again, and to meet an experience with an untried heart. You don’t know what adventure, what question, what joy or what struggle waits in your path. But you can be sure that something does wait (just) for you.

Most of us understand that few journeys are ever linear or predictable. Instead, they twist, swerve and even double back. We are lost and then found only to become lost all over again.

Fears are anticipated when departing on a meaningful journey. When leaving for a vacation, everything has been laid out to have a predictable, comfortable and reassuring holiday. Your kind of journey is entirely different. Instead, you are about to slip inside a dense fog, unable to see the path ahead. If you choose to embark on this trip as a soulful traveler, you should experience some anxiety, fear or even resistance inside the jamb.

As aggravating as it is to be caught in a liminal space - a place of not really knowing where to step down - there is marvelous value in being unsure. When we "don't know" or "aren't sure" we are much more open to learn. Our Knowing or expertise brings us security, place, confidence. But, a clear sense of footing may actually work against our interior growth. It is easier to take the world for granted when it is all neatly tucked in. We stop asking questions, they are no longer necessary.

This journey is going to demand just the opposite. When we no longer Know where to turn, our real journey has just begun. It is only then that we can "rely on the eyes of the heart." Instead of stepping ahead sure-footedly, we are forced to pause, to re-orient, to slow down, move with a certain kind of dependence, and perhaps, (even) humility. Encounter your resistance as a gift, and see what you find….

You are about to end into a beginning. If you fix your eyes too intently on the touchdown in the foreign land, you may miss a gift that is hoping to be noticed along your way. Look, listen, experience and try to find the Hidden. Perhaps even your travels have something to teach you. So journey with intention. The Sacred may meet you through the brush of a hand, a delightfully absurd encounter, the fierce tenderness tucked inside a loving gesture, or the simple wonder of innocence.

The longest journey you take won't be across land or ocean. It won't be sitting on a plane for 20 hours. The longest and most demanding journey that you will take -- is to the center of your own heart.

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

snapshots of new years 2005-2006

snow and cycles....dutch oliebolletjes....dinner and dancing at cafe du lac....spending time with friends...like amy, goncalo, andreia, matt, heidi, szymon, asia, brenda, emily, minni and venky...and brother liam



celebration, release and nourishment

as the end of 2005 was coming around and i was waiting for my friend amy, who was my neighbour when i was two years old, and now lives in london, at the train station, while a mouse ran in the door of the cafe on platform one and nobody noticed except for me....and i was thinking:

* what from 2005 do i want to celebrate and cherish?

* what from 2005 do i want to let go of and release?

* what do i want to nurture and nourish in 2006?

my list of answers is not yet complete (the mouse was kind of distracting and amy arrived from airport :)...but one of the things i decided i want to celebrate was the fact that this time a year ago i left australia with no job (or visa!) , but just a passion to learn more about and work in diversity....

and one of the things that i want to nurture and nourish in 2006 is my sense of excitement, celebration and achievement - most of the time i don't allow myself to feel excited about the goals i achieve, cos somehow it's expected that i'll reach most of them, cos i don't want to appear arrogant and a show-off....and so i feel more like i've ticked a box on a to-do list than achieved anything special....

so tonight i acknowledge to myself and celebrate that it was my first day officially working as as a diversity and inclusion consultant at abn amro - that i'm contributing to an area i'm passionate about and learning alot :) and that's something i'm proud of...cheers!