Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Life = Risk

So I owe you all an explanation of this next step I mentioned in my last blog post, as well as a review of all the new tourist sights I have been soaking in to make the most of my time left in D.C. This is not to mention my recent trip to Guatemala! So I am very behind in writing, but as I struggle to find time to even fold laundry, I will share with you this video that is a great reminder of our own potential, and speaks to me very strongly as one who is venturing into the unknown and doing just that, taking a risk.



What was the biggest risk that you have taken lately?



Wednesday, February 16, 2011

The imminent, perhaps inevitable, Goodbye

Photo Credit: Frank So

It was only last year, around this time that I wrote my last blog post about leaving, and now it is time for a new one.

I am beginning to think that I should put "saying goodbye" under the skills section of my CV: "Highly experienced in planning departures, skillfully describing the reasons for leaving and refining goodbye-email correspondence to colleagues and staff."

Like other skills, the more often times it is practiced, the better you are at it. And I suppose, I have practiced it many a time now. So these days, my actions are deliberate and the words come out without trembling. However, there is little else but trembling inside me when I am doing it. I have spoken about the competing factors in me, vying for my attention and weighing in on my decisions in life. There is the adventuring traveler who gets antsy after a month in the same country, who hates being inside because there is so much of the city and world to see beyond one's window. The one who reads only travel novels, Where magazines, tourist brochures or like-minded, wanderlusty blogs.

But the other side of me heaves a huge sigh when these decisions are made: "Really? Again you want to move?" I like the feeling of being home (though I have still to define what the elusive notion of "home" means to me and why I so often feel it in places that are not technically my "home"). But I like having an apartment that feels mine. I like to decorate with pictures and travel souvenirs. I like owning an espresso machine and a rice cooker, a closet full of spices and a well-arranged closet of clothes. I have a cat for crying out loud! I am not a gypsy. I don't like living out of a bag. I get exhausted by constant movement. Yet, I seem to constantly move.

So this is the weather storm of turmoil brewing in my head as I have been thinking about, and now have made, the decision to leave. 372 days after moving to D.C. I will be moving out. Of course, this has renewed my vigor for squeezing out the last drops of this city's vat of treasures, for rounding out my list, and for making an even greater effort to soak in my time here especially with the new friends I have made, without which this city would have felt a whole lot emptier. As with any move, it is always the people I miss the most. And I will indeed miss you friends.

P.S. A future blog post will be about my next move which will reflect the proper excitement for my next step (which is in fact exciting!). But for now, please indulge me with a temporary reflectiveness and a hint of remorse.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Che Bella! Italy from Space

These last few days, I have been lacking inspiration. So I am reminded of a photo that, had I seen it when I was 16, would have inspired me enough to become an astronaut... bellissima.


Photo Credit: Cupola at International Space Station

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Thanks Phil!

As readers, you know how much I love postcards and how much I love animals... so of course I have to let you all know about this opportunity to send an adorable greeting on today, Groundhog Day! I also want to thank Punxsutawney Phil for the encouragement that winter is almost over. Phil did not see his shadow, so according to traditional lore, Spring is on its way!

If you don't buy into the animal predicting the future thing, like Octopi guessing soccer finalists or groundhogs predicting seasonal changes, fair enough. However, you must at least give credit to the day for also inspiring a Bill Murray movie by the same name: a truly hysterical addition to the great film era of the '80s/early '90s.

If you want to take your devotion to Groundhog Day even further, (whether your motivation is loving animals, rejoicing that your S.A.D is nearing its end or revering Bill Murray), you can visit Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania. This site gives you all the details you need to plan a good sojourn or to prepare for next year's big day!

Have any of you been to Punxsutawney to see Groundhog Phil?

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