‘Drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it is the axis
on which the world earth revolves – slowly, evenly, without
rushing toward the future. Live the actual moment.
Only this moment is life.’ ~Thich Nhat Hanh
There’s no time like now for me to do anything but rush toward the future. Ever since I got home from my two months away, I feel like I’ve been doing nothing but rushing to live in the actual moment. It’s been beautiful. Catching up with friends, re-discovering food I haven’t had since last summer, reacquainting myself with my bike, getting the “land legs” back to walk for miles (after riding in nothing but cars and cabs for two months straight…yuck).
It feels good to feel like myself again and it’s odd to think that I was quasi-displaced for the last year (two semesters of living away at school, followed by two months in a whole different world). I almost can’t believe the things I was doing exactly a month ago: exploring a new city and new food, learning a new transit system, and feeling further away from who I was and what I was doing than I ever felt in a while. Being in a foreign country for too long and feeling homesick can do that I guess.