Right now, I want to travel. I always do, really, though the longing seemed to ebb this summer a bit. As the rush of school begins, I’m excited, but also a bit sad, knowing that I’ll be locked in for months without the chance of a getaway.
But I’ll get my chance soon, I know.
I recently received the wonderful news that I was being gifted with 5000USD to travel anywhere I want in the world. “For your exploration-loving heart to go and fulfill its dreams,” I was told. I didn’t ask for it, I didn’t hint at it, I just dreamed and didn’t hesitate to spin them into words. And just like that, it was given to me, and what a blessing it is.
If all goes according to plan, I’ll spend next February in Cambodia and Southeast Asia, helping with my hands and with my heart and filling my eyes with beauty.
Next summer in Sweden and Berlin before making the trip to Moscow, where I’ll take that train trip I was so longing for, all the way to Beijing, having a great ol’ adventure in between. A dream come true, indeed, and how beautiful, how epic it will be.
But until then, I’ve made the resolutions to delight in the ordinary, in the ordinary things that slip away if we don’t decide to make them great. This picture above is from an exhibit that I went to recently, held by one of my favorite restaurant groups in Taipei. It was called “Ordinary Beauty”, and it was well, full of—ordinary things. Tea kettles, cheap mirrors, hair brushes. All humble things that we use in our everyday lives and consider insignificant, until they’re elevated, glorified, brought to our attention. We admire their shape, their form, their color, previously unrevealed to us.
And the kettles, the mirrors, the brushes of my life? I want to let them be great. The way the sunlight hits a certain tree branch during my ride to school, a morning of perfect weather, a good latte with a friend, a bian dang box full of warm veggies: let this all, be great, and let it be beautiful, and for now, until February, let it be enough.