Was not exactly in the best state to enjoy a holiday. But it was a cherished and precious opportunity to visit my favourite country outside Sg, and I think we did make the best of it 🙂
An important lesson I learnt in Sydney was this:
You can travel to the ends of the earth, but you cannot run away from the things inside you. The trip was wonderful and relaxing and all, and I met my aim of revisiting old memories and creating new ones.
The body will have its way of telling you that something is wrong, be it the constant pains and aches in the chest, the feeling that something is stuck in your throat, or the unpredictable tearfulness.
I realise I have always thought of my adult self as someone who is “with it”, “steady”, “in-control”… And when those images of myself began to fall apart… it was scary, naturally.
When I look back, it was probably only my spiritual practices and divine grace that continued to keep me grounded during those days when I couldn’t explain what was happening to me and with my emotions.
Something to remember when I feel the inertia to wake up that 30-45minutes earlier in the morning! 😉
Thank you Sydney, for the memories and lessons. Till next time!
Sydney was where I started to fall deeply in love with cafes, the act of sitting with a coffee, reading, writing, soaking in the unique vibes of a thoughtfully-built space, and parking oneself by the window and watching the world go by.
It was so nostalgic and lovely to be able to do that in this temperature again.
Museum of Contemporary Art:
Art Gallery of NSW:
Oh ya, I love museums.
This has to be one of the top things I’ve missed about Australia.
How it stretches into the distance.
How the clouds are a stark contrast against the blue.
How we are not blocked by high-rise buildings everywhere.
How there is a hole in the ozone layer (HAHA).
Yes I know… We’re in 2017 and the previous year was 2016.
But. I miss the memories of 2015.
And so I generated the best 9 of 2015 instead.
Those were the days.
Taken with Lomo LCA+, Kodak 200 film.
I’ve been reading about taking positive moments and savouring them, to wire our brains to be able to fall back on positive feelings whenever we need them. And I’ve realised that looking back at photographs are a great way to do that. Splitting my trip posts into many mini posts have also allowed me to savour each portion of the trip again, before placing them all back together in the mind as a “Happy Period”. Very easy to go back to whenever I need a reminder of positive, peaceful and restful periods…
For a good part of the trip, I was using the iPhone camera to capture moments too. Main reason being – I misplaced my camera battery on our last day in Perth.
Despite my disappointment (and inclination to be mad at myself), the iPhone didn’t disappoint 🙂
Satchmo Cafe in North Perth:
Lake Monger, Perth:
North Perth Suburb:
Snippets from Sydney:
The brief trip back.
Perhaps it’s the overdose of human interaction I’ve had over the past few days, but I’ve been missing the life led in Sydney.
Especially when a Friend send me a picture of the vast landscape from down under.
It reminded me of the unhindered sunsets and sunrises I used to enjoy right outside my window. It also hit me – How much beauty in our daily lives we are missing. Not only because we are too busy with our phones and work deadlines, but also because we are literally and physically blocked by all our high-rise apartments, our fumes from vehicles and our factories, our haze. We’ve also blocked ourselves from such beauty by simply not have the desire to experience them. By simply not having the determination to make them accessible to ourselves.
With this realisation and missing, I felt a Pang in my stomach, an ache around my heart. I found myself yearning for the days when I could start by witnessing the quietly beautiful sunrises, and end the day with the solemn silence of sunsets. I miss the days when I could wake up and not say a word to anyone for the entire day, save for speaking the service staff. Texting, and the mandatory Skype sufficed. I miss the days when I could go out with no agenda except to experience the new and be with myself.
Do not misunderstand – I love being back home. I love being in the moment. I love being around family and friends. I love my work and where I am now. I love being financially independent and stable… for now.
I just miss that Life I used to have. And I accept that part of the beauty in this nostalgia comes from the fact that it was a Fleeting time. The blue of distance. Some things are more beautiful far away.