Thursday, April 26, 2012

The tragedy of romance

So yesterday I went to visit Keats' house in Hampstead. It was interesting to read how much of a tragic romantic he was. His infactuation with Fanny Brawne and his tragic ending with tuberculosis was sad. With what is known now in relation to the mind/ body spirit connection it is no surprise his lungs were destroyed, which is related to the heart region. I found it fascinating that he was such a man of love. I am not sure how much that happens nowadays. Imagine a man's whole life being devoted to love for another? And then I went to Freuds house in the same area. Once again it was fascinating and I recommend it as a place to go. his house has all of his bits and pieces, and the famous lounge of his patients. I enjoyed one of the messages he spoke on the video, noting that at first people mock you, then you come upon resistance to your ideas, and after a while they start to accept them, but that you needed to stand strong by your ideas. Which certainly was his experience. A quick jaunt on the Heath then ended my day. I really enjoy the gardens of the UK and am looking forward to exploring the Lakes District where I will be taking the time to do a lot of writing. I am very much looking forward to it in fact.

Monday, April 23, 2012

The Beauty of Brick Lane

Oh it is chilly here, however it is a different type of cold. In the sun today it was quite nice, although I still like to get indoors after a while. Visited Brick Lane today with a friend. I hadn't been exploring there before, just wandered around there previously hearings about the horrendous work of Jack the Ripper. So it was nice to see its other side today. Markets and nice food in a Swiss cafe. I enjoy markets and looking at the handiwork of designers, pictures and graphic designs which are cool. Also looking at some antiques. I love antiques, the memories they hold, and the stories they evoke. All of them have an energy and all of the. Speak to me - they whisper 'take me home!' Unfortunately I can't which sucks, but all the same I do search for that one piece (and I hope to find it) which says I am yours:) that piece I will buy no matter what. I am loving being here. It feels like I am home.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

The challenge of being present..

I am now in London, and after a short flight from New York I was ecstatic to be here. There is definitely something that resonates with me about the Uk. I was of course looking forward to being here because of my great friends I haven't seen in four years. I was also excited as I was going to make a concerted effort to being present for the time that I am here. What does that mean and why does it matter? well I have lived here before, and that may have me wear rose colored glasses, where I see only good things. And as I am considering what my next steps are, it is important to notice how things are, not what they were. Also there is magic - pure magic - in being present. Strange things can happen, and they often do when you are living in the now. So that is something I am committed to doing over the next 6 weeks. For now I am grateful that I have arrived here safely, that I haven't passed out yet from jet lag, and that I have amazingly generous friends who are willing to put me up for a while. So not one of my most amazing blogs but it is relevant when traveling - it is the best opportunity to be preent.

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