The original idea of this post was taken from something I’d written years ago. The inspiration for taking it and rewriting it is from events that have occurred since then, and most obviously, people that have entered my life. Hopefully this concept is easily understood and everyone is able to identify the gamechangers in their life.
Do you ever find yourself driving along at night, and you suddenly notice the sky isn’t pitch black, but rather sparkling instead?
You say goodbye to your friends after dinner and walk back to your car. You look up and you’re greeted by an array of jewels in the sky.
Is there a special place you like to go, away from all the noise and lights, where you can be in peace and quiet and soak up the light show above you?
Sometimes we’re so busy looking where we’re going, we forget to look up.
There’s something mesmerising about stargazing. The name itself – stargazing – evokes many feelings. Romance – sitting there with the person you love. Peace – I can’t speak to the sky, but it speaks to me. Wonder – where did this all come from? Discovery – what’s out there? Sadness – just me, stars and the night sky. Joy – admiring the natural beauty of it all.
The stars – they don’t give us anything tangible. There’s nothing to gain from stargazing. Yet somehow, they still manage to calm my soul, rest my eyes, and bring peace to my mind. In a world surrounded by artificial light, a world where I can turn light on and off – the light of the stars is the only thing I have no control over, yet somehow it has control over me.
And the moon? Do you ever find yourself talking to the moon?
Photo credits: taken by skyline at 富士山，日本 (Mt. Fuji, Japan)
This one’s going to be slightly tangential, drifting, and philosophical – A.K.A this might mean nothing to you.
Today, I had one of those moments; where everything just feels right, and there were no worries on your mind, and you were just in the moment doing what you loved. Let me set the scene. I’m a burger lover, and today I woke up with one thing on my mind for lunch: a nice juicy burger (or two). So off I went to the shopping centre and bought all the ingredients; some nice chuck steak, lettuce, cheese – and to top it off, I found brioche burger buns after searching for months. I knew it was going to be good today. As I set off home, the sun was shining, the breeze was slightly cool and very refreshing – i didn’t care for traffic at all, just took my time.
After getting home, I get myself setup. I love to cook – I just love the process of it all, and of course, the result – but sometimes I think I love cooking more than eating itself, and if you knew me then that’d tell you something. I bring out my speaker and attach it to my phone, and choose my playlist. This week, I have absolutely been listening to one thing only – 甜梅號 (Sugar Plum Ferry), a post-rock band from Taiwan (discovered them through KKBOX, which is a story for another day!). With nobody else at home, I turned it up full blast. I love to cook, and I love to sing (I may not be very good at either, but I love both nonetheless), and one thing I love even more – cooking and singing at the same time. It just soothes the soul.
Anyway, I digress, because Sugar Plum Ferry’s songs don’t have lyrics. They don’t need lyrics, because their songs speak to the soul like no words can. And as I was dicing, seasoning and mincing the beef, I rocked out with not a care in the world, not a worry, not a feeling of urgency. Just going at my own pace, enjoying the moment. It was in those moments that I felt peaceful and happy, and content. I’m struggling to fully express what I felt with words, because I just can’t seem to frame it correctly with words. I was listening to music I loved, I was making food I loved, I was looking forward to eating it, I had a full day ahead to do whatever I wanted. After some recent turbulent times, this was exactly what I needed, and I had it.
I guess what I’m trying to say is that we’re often so busy with our work, social engagements, and various other responsibilities and commitments to even sit down and tend to ourselves. You know how sometimes you’re just sitting outside and a bird lands nearby and it starts to preen and clean itself? Let’s take that as a metaphor for our psychological wellbeing – sometimes we just need to stop flying, get on the ground and have a break and get the dirt off, straighten our feathers before we go fly again.
So in the end, what is my point? I’m not sure, because I can’t really sum it up either. I just wanted to write out my thoughts on this day as I haven’t enjoyed a day like this in a while.
Oh I realised I still haven’t finished telling my story. So, I rocked out, riding the symphony in my mind like a surfer rises to the crest of the wave and cruises through the barrel – it was one of those surreal moments. I made my burger, sat down, ate them both, and let the music continue. I sat there for a while, basking in the sunlight with a full stomach, happy ears, and a peaceful mind. There was nothing else I wanted, and nothing else that could be given to me to make me more content that I was at that moment. It was more than that though. I just enjoyed the process of everything I’d just done, so much that even if it tired me out, I didn’t feel it.
And then I returned to reality – I had to wash the dishes. I hate washing the dishes.
Photo credits: taken by skyline at 橋頭海攤公園 (Chiao Tou Beach Park), 台南，台灣 (Tainan, Taiwan).