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Published: December 14th 2011
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Me and Iris at the final destination for 2011 This year I decided to play with the boundaries of normal social conduct, living like a gypsy and travelling around on my bus, Iris. Lord Henry Theraou once said, “I'd rather sit on a pumpkin & have it all to myself, than sit on a crowded velvet cushion.” I guess for me Iris was that pumpkin, although I wasn’t entirely alone as I shared so much of my journey, from near and far with another. It’s with deep gratitude that I realize that I wouldn't change that part now or revise sharing those bohemian memories with lost love as there is too much to be thankful for.
While my heart broke deeply this year, I could never be regretful of this journey and all that it entailed, as I realize at best, that my truth of the account is only a partially told story. Thankfully my story has unfolded in such profound & beautiful ways, so it is now that I am doing as I have been advised so wisely, to count my blessings - and there are many.
'If you think back and replay your year, if it didn’t bring you many tears of joy or sadness,
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Brad, Kirsten and Jess - home in Byron then consider it a year wasted.' - John Cage
'If you want to improve, be content to be thought foolish & stupid.' - Picatus
With those philosophies been said, as it turns out then 2011 was one of the most productive years on my path of growth & enlightenment! Importantly I learnt to pay attention; to remember what I am trying to create; and ever so importantly to have the courage to stand still until I have the strength and faith to keep moving. But I confess the hardest part of looking forward, is not looking back.
Geography is rarely what's important on any pilgrimage for the truest of travellers. The roads I've travelled down that have been tattooed on my soul are the ones that will forever leave their mark; beautiful and panoramic, even turbulent and disorderly, but as time goes on, my insightful reflections will see to it they don't distort and become faded images of all I have experienced, but colourful reminders of adventures taken. And it's now that the year is wrapping up that I recount with appreciation the tangible and intangible roads I've journeyed down. "It has been said that the longest
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Massimo, Rob and Stones at the Beachy watching some Ash Grumwald, Xavier Rudd and Co. distance you will ever travel is the journey from your head to your heart" - Buddhist proverb
...but if I were to re-trace geography, the journey began – Adelaide, the Grampians, Shepparton, Albury, Jindabyne, Batemans Bay, Wollongong, Sydney, Anna Bay/Nelsons Bay, Crescent Head, Byron Bay, Burleigh Heads, Tamborine Mountains, Brisbane, Maroochydore, Byron Bay, Maroochydore, Rainbow Beach, Hervey Bay, Agnes Waters/1770, Yeppoon, MacKay, Eungella, Airlie Beach, Bowen, Townsville, Lucinda, Mission Beach, Port Douglas – Brisbane, Byron – Port Douglas – Adelaide – Port Douglas, Rockhampton - Brisbane, Byron Bay, Brisbane - Rockhampton, Childers, Brisbane, Byron Bay - Adelaide - Byron Bay...and I'm not done yet!
Byron continues to house my life, the quiet unassuming thing that it is at the moment, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I am back to the beginning where I started and further ahead than I could've imagined simultaneously on my path to evolving. I admit I still struggle here with the duality of memories and the way in which my perception of love, life and myself have been shaped and changed, but it's with alternating renewed excitement and nostalgia, that I know it's for the better. And I can’t forget
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Night out with the girls...and G the many new kindred spirits that have come into my life in this special town. I like to remind myself that people of all kinds, souls who don't have the courage to know themselves alone and shamans alike, are all reflections I recognize and mirror, inspiring & sharing with me the road less travelled.
I need to now say to the countless friends, new and old that I have, you enrich my life up close and from a distance, not just because of your support but also because of all the laughter and jokes you have provided. If I haven't said it enough, I know I am the luckiest girl in the world to have so many friends that make me laugh and smile, plus remind me who I am when I forget to remind myself. (Now I sound like I'm bragging, sorry but I'm filled with so much gratitude)
With excitement about the beautiful life I have right now and the future I'm creating which awaits me, who knows what 2012 has in store for me –trials and tribulations I'm sure, and undoubtedly, more travelling around in Iris.
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