Intersection 6

When travelling meets a new perspective...

I have not posted entries for the past two days since I had to fix a few things which required me to go back to Manila. Travelling to the place where I was employed for five months made me feel a little nostalgic. I remembered how I felt the very first time I went to the place. I remembered how I tried to blend with the crowd, observing the dominant culture and also taking note of the sub-groups' subtlety. I had a wonderful time learning a lot of things and it felt a little strange how my most recent trip gave me a sense of being an outsider - looking at the place from a different angle.

I was immediately oriented to the quick pacing of time, the suppressed panic of reaching scheduled meetings and deadlines, the way milliseconds of the stop light was torture, the degrees of chaos and organization, the manners of freedom and restriction. I quickly got over the rush of panic  and re-framed the way I thought. The place required me to mentally tip-toe... with grace.

Seeing my office mates and familiar places made me wonder how I could be doing if I have not decided to leave. Would I be primarily reflecting on every thing I have said and done, the things I have not said and have not done? Would I be doing better? Would I be asking the same questions? Would my questions still have same answers? Or would the answers be non-existent?  And more questions. I guess I never run out of them.

Though I never will know the answers to questions of would have or or could have been, my current perspectives are not tainted with regrets. I have chosen, and I will decide to work things out. This journey has had plenty of curves already, how can I refuse learning? Adventures are never defined by straight lines. In the crazy curves of our paths, we may either be prepared or surprised. One's feelings of being prepared have been the result of encountering curves (or intersections) in the past while surprises are the first steps of lessons we need for 'crazier' road blocks.

Along with meeting challenges is the possibility of feeling regret. I have encountered this before, but I vowed to myself to decide on something that will make me feel less regretful. Also, I guess I am constantly learning to choose not to regret. In this manner, I am training myself not to linger on the negative effects of a decision, but see them as life lessons. There will always be something we have not learned yet.

I hope you discover a new perspective about anything today.

Until the next angle,

Myra