A Note I Wrote While Traveling Through Myanmar

I want to fall

Free fall, into the endless bounds of this world

Weightless, wrapped in the cushion of culture and parachute of discovery

I want the world to consume me

And with it, teach me every idea, thought, and reason behind every organ, cog, and program that keeps its axis spinning

I want to learn

To love

To meet my fears and unravel my passions

The warmth and heat that kindles from inside at the resounding presence of the unfamiliar

It grows and grows

Eventually, hopefully, engulfing me in a congregation of understanding

The world from within and the world from without

Witnessing the beauty of all, and mastering the art of receiving it with appreciation

To travel, feel small, yet big, in a universe that is built of exponential miracles

Not in search of something, but in practice of it

Of witnessing life whilst living it

And rejoicing in all of its joys


June 2016

And I still feel every word.

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