I am a small piece of this giant puzzle of the universe
I am sitting on my couch after teaching my 8th gym class of the week (so far), my body aches all over yet my brain is buzzing and my skin has started to tingle all over from the adrenalin rush and excitement I am experiencing by what my eyes are viewing on my television screen.
I am watching ‘Baraka’ a movie a friend gave me to watch a while ago, with music filling my ears from my surround sound stereo, my eyes and my senses are being taken on a journey around the world, and what I am feeling is a trembling excitement and an aching need to explore and experience the world.
This movie with no story line, plot or characters through the powerful imagery and dramatic music is awakening my senses, stirring up my emotions, and fuelling my desire to travel.
This feeling is not new to me; yet I sit now with electricity coursing through my veins making the hairs on my arms stand upright and my heart thump loudly in my chest.
I am feeling both happy and sad, a juxtaposition of emotions making me feel alive, exhilarated and overwhelmed – what can be better than that to just feel and to feel strongly.
As I watch, I think about how big this world is, and how I want to experience every last part of it – the good and the bad.
I yearn to be a part of the forces of nature, to witness its beauty, its uniqueness and vast contrast between countries.
I long to immerse myself in cultures different to my own, to understand more than what reading books can ever teach me.
I want to feel small and insignificant against an immeasurable world.
I crave to travel to see the world through wide open eyes and absorb everything like a sponge.
I dream of future adventures, of trips taken in the past.
I am merely a small piece of this giant puzzle of the universe, and I am gradually picking up more tiny pieces to fit together and make my puzzle complete.