or maybe more importantly,
the things that don't.
do you, yes you, think that by recognizing the aspects of life that are most important to us are because of recognizing the ones that aren't? i've been having some rich conversations recently about what traveling does to a person. contemplated: how travel forces you to engage, how you settle with realities, resting time is invaluable, our convictions jump up and speak out, we change beliefs. fantastic topics that i enjoy hearing people's opinions about and how their own journeys influence them, and more often than not they do in tangible ways.
news is a funny thing. what news travels where. how it gets there. what filters the world and we as an individual places on said news. what news we only let go in our ears but never as far as our brain the dwell on. be it a good word about the arrival of a dear friend's baby being born, the US women's soccer team taking the gold at the Olympics (i passionately care about while others around me don't hesitate over), civil wars in syria, or the opening of an exhibit in berlin. sometimes we can't choose what filters into our lives, however, we do place filters on how we perceive the information. this can alter with the location of our current point in the world. a lot of news that came when i lived on a hill in an indian mountain town seemed insignificant most of the time. often, what i remember most about hearing news is what activity i was doing or who i was with when news was given to me. i have exact memories surrounding princess diana's car chase death, sept 11th 2002, the virginia tech shooting, when my grandfather passed away. each one here an upsetting story but i have a plot and short character list associated with each time. the news all of sudden seems so much more of a certain time when it is attached with a personal connected memory, even despite being present at any of the news events listed above. that one was at a slumber party then, a summer day there, an early morning before the rest of the world was awake at home then, my high school homecoming there.
back to realizing what is important to us, i have discovered some bits through the back door: the thinking about what is not on the top of the list, or on the list at all. you get to make up your own definition of list.
if i'm a bit transparent for a moment : conviction about being less selfish and in turn wanting to serve others around me. that the people we have in our lives and what they mean to us are more clear by stepping back so we can actually see who they are and who they are not. sometimes our eyes are clear once washed away with tears. this world is big. i know nothing compared to all the knowledge there is to bring into your brain. knowledge is different than information. very different. cities can speak to us. we can use them as well. they are there for us. kind of like a solid friend. i'm slowly uncovering with many footsteps what berlin has to offer this little life.
the things that don't.
do you, yes you, think that by recognizing the aspects of life that are most important to us are because of recognizing the ones that aren't? i've been having some rich conversations recently about what traveling does to a person. contemplated: how travel forces you to engage, how you settle with realities, resting time is invaluable, our convictions jump up and speak out, we change beliefs. fantastic topics that i enjoy hearing people's opinions about and how their own journeys influence them, and more often than not they do in tangible ways.
news is a funny thing. what news travels where. how it gets there. what filters the world and we as an individual places on said news. what news we only let go in our ears but never as far as our brain the dwell on. be it a good word about the arrival of a dear friend's baby being born, the US women's soccer team taking the gold at the Olympics (i passionately care about while others around me don't hesitate over), civil wars in syria, or the opening of an exhibit in berlin. sometimes we can't choose what filters into our lives, however, we do place filters on how we perceive the information. this can alter with the location of our current point in the world. a lot of news that came when i lived on a hill in an indian mountain town seemed insignificant most of the time. often, what i remember most about hearing news is what activity i was doing or who i was with when news was given to me. i have exact memories surrounding princess diana's car chase death, sept 11th 2002, the virginia tech shooting, when my grandfather passed away. each one here an upsetting story but i have a plot and short character list associated with each time. the news all of sudden seems so much more of a certain time when it is attached with a personal connected memory, even despite being present at any of the news events listed above. that one was at a slumber party then, a summer day there, an early morning before the rest of the world was awake at home then, my high school homecoming there.
back to realizing what is important to us, i have discovered some bits through the back door: the thinking about what is not on the top of the list, or on the list at all. you get to make up your own definition of list.
if i'm a bit transparent for a moment : conviction about being less selfish and in turn wanting to serve others around me. that the people we have in our lives and what they mean to us are more clear by stepping back so we can actually see who they are and who they are not. sometimes our eyes are clear once washed away with tears. this world is big. i know nothing compared to all the knowledge there is to bring into your brain. knowledge is different than information. very different. cities can speak to us. we can use them as well. they are there for us. kind of like a solid friend. i'm slowly uncovering with many footsteps what berlin has to offer this little life.
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