It’s been a while since I updated this blog. I’ve really no excuse, but it’s not like I am required to anyways. I suppose you could say I was too busy experiencing and living a different life than the one I was accustomed to. From Norway to Ireland, then Malta and back to Ireland, as well as all the trips in between, gave my body, mind and soul loads to take in. It’s been an incredible journey of epic proportions that I have been blessed and honored to have gone on. It was not at all easy–in fact I am writing this update inspired by the thought of how difficult yet rewarding it has been.
Imagine being uprooted from a fairly comfortable position and made to live in different contexts and situations for at most 6 months at a time. Imagine trying to fit all of your belongings in one measly suitcase with a weight limit. Imagine having to lug that suitcase after a couple of months, onward to a new environment. Imagine the life of a nomad with no permanent address, no family to run home to, no chance to garner physical comfort from the people who matter the most.
That’s how it was. Because aside from all the learnings gained through the course of the two years brought about not only by our professors, lecture, study trips and even leisure trips, it was an ultimate challenge to do all that outside of one’s comfort zone. I concur that it is best to learn beyond one’s zone of comfort as I have encouraged most of my students to take the leap to broaden their horizons. I have learned, however, just how important that comfort zone is, and how it is essential for one’s soul to come back even as one’s horizons have already broadened. I have come to realize that no matter how independent and strong you think you are, the thought of coming home is something that would give you you warm tingles of anticipation as it nears. It makes you want to laugh and cry–mixed emotions engulfing each body part just to prove a point–that you are human who will always yearn for home.