If there is one thing that clings to my memory most about Emeishan, it is the monasteries. They were just SUCH a singular experience, and stand out in my mind even more prominently than that final glorious sunrise at the summit. Culturally, these monasteries are among the richest and most thoroughly exotic places I have ever been. . . . they just thrum with a life so different than any other. All my travels are filled with things unique and authentic; but the authenticity here captures such an EXTREMITY of lifestyle.
I cannot help but both admire and wonder at the minds of these monks. At what makes them choose to renounce a life of family, of luxury, and of . . . .Read more . . .
So we all (many) watch Marvel films, and we all (many) enjoy them, to one degree or another. We gape in awe at the epic magnificence of their worlds, their cinematography, their lasers and explosions and spacescapes and nifty metal suits. We imagine those incredible powers and we are swept into a fantasy realm of exhilaration and adventure.
They are the largest film franchise in the world. They’ve already changed how we view movies and superheroes. They have the potential to change how we tell stories.
That’s why this post needs to be hard, and a bit extremistRead more . . .
Morning dawned hot and stifling within the confines of our dorm. We quickly packed our things (me and my 48 kilos) and vamoosed, striking off down the assembled ranks of hostels and restaurants in search of anywhere we might acquire imperishable food, with which to sustain ourselves during our intended 5-day journey.
We knew little of what to actually expect up on the mountain. This was basically my fault, as my friend had done the bulk of planning thus far, and all I had done was make a booking in a hostel which seemed almost to not exist.
And while the base of the mountain is rife with hotels and eating establishments advertised most prominently online, we found the actual journey itself to be of a relatively recondite nature (hence this most enlightening narrative!!!). We had read of
Lol. The hostel.
I had booked it the previous week, and was reflecting gratefully upon this fact as I staggered down the streets of Emei, Sichuan, after passing the night standing along with 8 or so other passengers in the cramped alcove just outside the bathroom of a chinese train.
I was looking forward to checking in, collapsing upon my bed, and sleeping the afternoon away.
It wasn’t going to work out that way; but I didn’t know that at the time, and so I found myself doggedly trekking the streets and searching for the place, as a horde of restaurant owners assailed me (almost literally, so vigorous was the thrusting of menus into my path) from all directions with cries of “You eat dinner!” and “Good price! Good food!” and other such utterly selfless . . . .Read more . . .
HELLO there! I hope this post finds you well 🙂
At the beginning of October, myself, my fellow English-teaching interns, and all of working China enjoyed a weeklong holiday known as Chinese National Day Golden Week, celebrating both Chinese National Day and the deeply cultural Mid-Autumn Festival. There is a second Golden Week.
So. . . . after four weeks in Chengdu (I had to stay within the city for paperwork business but otherwise my time was unexpectedly free!) followed by one week teaching, what did I do for this holiday? Glad you asked. While I am here I have had the incredible blessing not only to enjoy this weeklong holiday (paid as well ) but to be placed near some of the most. . . .
A few weeks ago, I wrote an article on how the unending stimulus of travel (and life in general) can either drain or vitalize us, depending upon how we view it and how we structure our time/expenditure of energy. I wrote of our passions, and the irreplaceable significance of remembering and honoring their place in our identity no matter the season of our life.
Today I want to write about what I wanted to write about last week: not only deliberately doing your passion but also always being PRESENT. Being present and, when you are in touch with the moment, letting that in turn spark spontaneity, letting it spark the realization that this––all of this––is WHY . . . .Read more . . .
There is a huge and vital difference between Plot and Story.
And it is important that we––both storytellers and audience––understand this difference. Those who know me will know I absolutely revere quite nearly everything about the Lord of the Rings (LOTR), both films and books.
This post will draw for examples from solely the films, as it is the film industry which suffers most from lack of recognition of this difference––and most particularly in such . . . .
Travel is exhilarating and invigorating and priceless without measure. The entire FOCUS is on newness and challenge and grappling with continuously singular experiences––that is THE purpose and it is an incredible thing!
But it also means that it is quite an. . . . energetic experience. We would not want it any other way of course––but “energetic experiences” by nature require energy. And travel I daresay has at least the potential to drain us more than most.
I also believe it has the potential to fuel us and fulfil us with a vigor and profundity matched by little else in existence.
The trick is to recognize that, in life, there are . . . .Read more . . .
It has actually been quite a while since I did anything at all on my blog. The last several months––and indeed all of my travels––have been a rush of incredible, exhilarating adventure, but I have found very little time to pursue, outside of the actual travel, what I truly LOVE––my writing.
About three months ago however, I was . . . .Read more . . .
Howdy! This is an article on my advised doings in the amazing and absolutely-vital-if-you’re-remotely-interested-in-humanity-and-it-doesn’t-even-matter-if-religion-annoys-you Holy City of Jerusalem!
Jerusalem is an absolutely fascinating city, burning with the tears and prayers and hopes of countless peoples scattered far across both the ages and the nations of this world. So many beliefs, stories, and desires, all melding in one colorful vibrant maelstrom of endless invigorating variety. Where to possibly start?
Fear not, for I am here.
Eternally sorry, by the way, if. . . .Read more . . .
Hey everyone!!! Thanks for taking the time to stop by!
I deeply deeply believe that through the power of story––through the sharing of experience, of perspective, and of passion––we have immense potential to bless collective humankind. Fellowship in pursuit of relationship and truth is why I believe we are ALIVE; and as I share my story here––as I share the color and richness of my travels––I hope that you too may find some truth or inspiration. . . .
My story begins, as all do, with a dream. . . .