One of the things I love about traveling solo is the opportunity to sit down and hear myself think. And after seeing the duomo was no different. I had an evening in Milan to myself. I could go anywhere I wanted, and I chose a sidewalk cafe on a side street from my hotel. The weather was perfect to sit outside and watch people pass, and that is exactly what I did.
I thought about being in Europe on my own again. I thought about how much I love traveling and getting to be 'a fly on the wall' watching cultural lifestyles play out before me... from clothing worn, to physical interactions with people, to food and beverages ordered, to just life.
At some point before I die, I want to live on the European continent for 365 days or longer and be and live in a country that doesn't speak English and doesn't even want to. I want to be a part of something different, to truly expand my mind by seeing everything I do on a daily basis differently. For some reason that is high on my priority list.
But being back in Europe brings new ideas to mind. For the longest time I was set on a little town in Southern Spain, and it truly is an amazing city; but my heart grew or my eyes grew or something in me grew past that. Sometimes a different path or plan presents itself when you least expect it. And the idea of living in Spain had altered for me... almost like at some point in the past year I had fallen out of love with it. Strange how that is... falling out of love with a city just as you might with a person.
I guess it comes down to what you want. And to this topic of converation, is it to live in Sevilla or live in Europe? Is it to be in love? Or be in love with a specific person? How open do you want to be to where your dreams are granted? How open do you need to be? Because life changes. We are evolving at the same time we are revolving around the sun. Everyday brings new opportunities for the things we want in life, and if you are open to them you can have everything you want... as long as you understand your 'dream' may not be called the same as it was yesterday, it may not look the same, or it may be located a little further north or south on the map...But if you listen to your heart, you realize it might still be your dream... just updated, and made better for the person you are now.
This is me. In the World.
Two years ago, while traveling in Spain, I was set straight by a dear friend regarding something I clung to in order to establish my identity. As is common when traveling, I was often asked where I was from, and I always responded, "New York" as that had been my last stopping point. On a hot afternoon in Sevilla, my friend overheard this exchange and set me straight: "YOU are not FROM New York. (I'm not?) "People like you are OF the world, you are not FROM New York. Whatever you do, wherever you go, the world is your home...no matter where you have been or where you are going, you will always be of the world. Paige del Mundo. Sounds much better don't you think?" I thought it sounded cartoon-characterish, but I knew his idea was right. Exploring the world - locally or faraway - has always been my passion. So here is the story of Paige del Mundo. Paige of the World. These are my pages written while being in the world. I hope you will enjoy reading as much as I enjoy telling my story.
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