As someone who needs extra strong anchors to stay grounded, the eclipse that happened earlier in November managed to cut me loose and send me reeling and I haven't stopped. What a strange year this has been, and it's not even over. Something stirs just over the precipice--and it's this unknown that keeps luring me deeper and deeper into its story, into its mystery.
Back in Rishikesh, a teacher had told me that if I have a question, sit in the middle of it until I'm living the answer. I think about that talk a lot. At another point, years later, I came to understand that if we go seeking answers, all we find are more questions.
I take these ideas and build stories around them. For better or worse, I have a tendency to block out the world and live in these stories, and each year I think it's time to shift, to be more apart of the world around me. I don't feel that anymore. So I will sink deeper into the stories, into the mysteries, and see where it leads.
As this year comes to an end, I really don't have much to say. Perhaps when I do my year in review, I'll be able to articulate better. My inner world has a language of its own, and it's not always easy to express it to the outer world though I do try through my stories and pictures and here on this blog.
Two days, three parties, and one exhausted me later--time to pack and hit the sky. One magical reunion and many ocean swims and island adventures await. See you in the new year friends.
