Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Living in the present

Travelling makes me live in the present, there is no room area to think about the past in my mind, as we’re revisiting the history of each new unexplored city. Anticipation and planning only make things or the journey more unpredictable. After facing the unforeseen situation in Myanmar, I realize living in the present is what it means travelling with an open mind. It makes me reaffirm the teachings of Lord Buddha; all that is certain is uncertainty. Every bus I take, every train I slept, I delve into the unknown; where to go, which guesthouse to sleep, who you’ll meet, what you’ll eat, that’s what makes the journey momentous.

Living in the present can be liberating and surprising if you do it with an open heart, assuming and dictating every move you made will only make you more frustrating. Just like after leaving Myanmar, flying back to Bangkok has one of the best outcome in the decision I’ve ever made (even if the expensive USD$114 one way Yangon to Bangkok air ticket makes my heart ache a little), visiting Kan’s parent in Amphore lee, staying in the tree house in Pai, meeting Sally & Olivia, 2 fun-loving and untamed girls from Chiang Mai to Bangkok, igniting my passion for knitting in Bangkok, inspired by 2 backpackers, Casey & Ellen, staying in Thailand teaching English in a nominal wages. I’ve learned every adversary has its perks; you just need to turn “shit” into fertilizers that’s what I told the girls in the tuk tuk, after learning they have been ripped off by the locals. Even losing my 3G Motorola phone in the bus from Chiang Mai to Bangkok, there is no sense of loss or frustration; you live with it and deal with it, “what if” only gets you mind bobbling with anxiety and the blame game has no resounding success. I started to live every moment of my life.

Returning back to Singapore only drives me to work harder and hopefully in the near future travel longer. I put every of my experience into test, challenge the past and creating my present into the future…

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