It's almost time! The last few days have been spent visiting friends and places, saying our goodbyes, cherishing time together and looking forward to welcoming near and dear ones to the land down under. As the days are slipping away its gradually becoming hours. Hours before we leave this dear country which has been home for many years. But I can't complain, can I? After all I am the perpetual migrant--the one who chooses to play different parts and roles in the rich tapestry of life against a varied backdrop.
At junctures such as these any migrant such as you and me will pause to think--am I doing the right thing? Will the future be more difficult than the past? Can I cope? Do I have what it takes to take life by its horns and enjoy the ride? Or would weariness cast its unpalling gloom ahead? Would this new life overwhelm the person in me? Will it suck out my verve and vivre?
I'm thinking aloud through this blog for I haven't had a moments space to sit and think earlier. To be honest I just don't feel gloomy. I feel enthusiastic, have a long list of things to do, and a plan! But sometimes I feel that my to do list becomes a barrier for me to enjoy life. I really enjoyed our NFA time while we were waiting for the visa and had nothing to do because there was nothing we could do other than give thanks and praise and enjoy life. Once the visa came through the ugly head of lists has reared!
If there is one thing that I need to teach myself it's to let go and chillax, that's right-- I need to be able to do that and learn how not to put off the feeling of pleasure until my jobs are done. For in migration every list leads to an immediate target or end point which is closely followed by the next set. And it can take months before we feel settled and 'list-less'!
Anyways, forgive me for going off on a tangent, as I warned you I just used the time writing this blog as therapy and self examination time.
Let me make the decision right now to not stress about things that need be done but to live in the moment cherishing and savouring it.
At junctures such as these any migrant such as you and me will pause to think--am I doing the right thing? Will the future be more difficult than the past? Can I cope? Do I have what it takes to take life by its horns and enjoy the ride? Or would weariness cast its unpalling gloom ahead? Would this new life overwhelm the person in me? Will it suck out my verve and vivre?
I'm thinking aloud through this blog for I haven't had a moments space to sit and think earlier. To be honest I just don't feel gloomy. I feel enthusiastic, have a long list of things to do, and a plan! But sometimes I feel that my to do list becomes a barrier for me to enjoy life. I really enjoyed our NFA time while we were waiting for the visa and had nothing to do because there was nothing we could do other than give thanks and praise and enjoy life. Once the visa came through the ugly head of lists has reared!
If there is one thing that I need to teach myself it's to let go and chillax, that's right-- I need to be able to do that and learn how not to put off the feeling of pleasure until my jobs are done. For in migration every list leads to an immediate target or end point which is closely followed by the next set. And it can take months before we feel settled and 'list-less'!
Anyways, forgive me for going off on a tangent, as I warned you I just used the time writing this blog as therapy and self examination time.
Let me make the decision right now to not stress about things that need be done but to live in the moment cherishing and savouring it.
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