We can choose to meet death like a great opponent about to begin an epic sword fight. We grow in size by our ability to live life in its absolute fullness. We let no moment of beauty pass under our nose without sniffing it and hugging it and holding it close.
It was one of those surreal moments when you realize you are in a cave, high on hash, smoking with Babas, somewhere in North India.
It’s winter in Beijing and I’m at a crowded bar with loud music. As I take my jacket off, I ask my friends if they want a drink. They nod. I push my way to the front of the bar, squeezing through the crowd and lean my elbows on the counter.
It’s like Sydney is the brother who is Brad Pitt attractive, good at sports, intelligent and annoyingly perfect at most things, while Melbourne is the shorter less attractive one who makes up for it by being cultured, artistic, and wears a leather jacket with Dr. Martens boots.
I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I found this article in the School of Life and loved it so much I wanted to add it my blog and tape it to my bedroom wall as a daily reminder.
Whenever I go to the Blue Mountains, I like to imagine I’m going back in time. From boarding the rickety old tin train at Central station to off-boarding at the center of town, breathing in that cold mountain air.
Slip off your shoes,
and set them by the door.
These are the ‘gateway drug’ books that introduced me to reading and changed the way I saw the world.
I don’t know at what age I stopped being a “winter person”, or maybe I never was. Maybe some people are born with summer in the hearts, and others with winter.
Alas, their story may not involve tangled up dog leashes or mute mermaids saving strange men from shipwrecks…
“I’m indestructible,” he whispers in my ear. “Nothing bad can ever happen to me.”
A pre-emptive gratitude journal written in no chronological order for each day of February, just to help me get through this month when the daily grind starts to encroach in on my spirit.