Friday, June 27, 2014

Staying and Leaving

Every time I move from one country to another I feel something in me flex and release, grow stronger and change.  I grow accustomed to a place, to a way of being, and then leave it for another.  There is a need to support oneself in the transition between two places, to be separate from the world, before reorganizing in a new space.  Is there a danger of becoming detached from any place?  A danger of true independence?  Would there be anything wrong with skating upon world seamlessly, connected and apart from the coming and going of place and time like a blade on ice?  The magic of owning it all and holding on to nothing.

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