We’ve been on a lot of adventures and all these adventures create very little time for the usual tap tap tapping that I do on my laptop. We were lucky enough to catch the very last Jays game of the season on a spectacularly sunny fall day with two of my favourite Canadians. Beautiful friends that I met years and years ago on the black sandy shores of my old home village in Indonesia. They stayed in my home and we showed them the ropes and now the tables have turned. It’s such a beautiful thing, to travel and to meet with friends and to grow up and out and all over together… all children of the world, with stories and lives and loves to share and connect and find comfort in each others presence. It’s days like this that the world feels equally large and small at exactly the same time. Some days it’s as if we are worlds apart and then others, it’s as if no time has passed at all, as if we’ve always been here, as if this too (like every where else in this great world) is where we belong.
I’m not sure if there is anything more important than belonging. It’s something that I have always struggled with, to belong somewhere, once I belong I feel the urge to move on, creating thousands of temporary communities all over the globe. Places to visit and to love and to experience… new tastes, new loves and worlds of experiences shared and hearts alive with pain and joy and the beauty of the world. Aren’t we so lucky to have such great fortune. The world truly is the most beautiful of places when you are surrounded by laughter and love.
Oh and Jays games and cold beer and hot dogs and ice cream and people cheering and foul balls and sleeping cuddly toddlers… they are all pretty great too.