Crawling out from under

The last weeks at home were like marathon training.  I had three pages of things that I wanted to do before lift off and the one list, the bonny list, was the one that was only half completed.  Corn Hill, except for two things I can do from here, was checked off.  Car/scooter was checked off except for the battery on the trickle charger, which brother Joe tended to for me.  Money was checked off, Notice to banks checked off.   Camera, Computer, Room items, and clothes checked off.  I saw or had a meal with the essential people in my life.... So what was left - clean up my space and dump unwanted stuff from my office.  Me was not on the done list.

The trip was long - about 9 hrs in NYC and 10 hrs in Hong Kong with 20hrs in the air.  I slept some but started to crawl out of my news overload, talking and engaging with other overload and started to slip into my observer spot. 

The question asked most.... what do you do in Thailand.  My answer.... I live the life I want to live.  I become more observant. 

Standing at the airport watching the people walk back and forth - they were different - New York walks faster and more on cell phones.  HongKong more eating as they walk slightly more slowly.  I found a tune in my head so I could watch movements to a march or ballet.  I had little interest in the politics, or where they were going, or who they were.   The longer I stood, the more I felt the judgemental analyst leaving....part in NY.....more in HKG..... and now I am on a quest to just be and watch and connect with myself.