Sitting still, yet moving;
Moving, yet sitting still.
Travelling from A to B, yet going nowhere;
Going nowhere, yet travelling from A to B.
Journeying through the countryside;
Journeying through my mind.
Travelling, or the act of moving seems to inspire me and fire up my creative inspiration. Sitting on a train earlier today, travelling from Newcastle to Glasgow, I was amazed at just how freely my mind was initiating new ideas. The movement of a train, or an aeroplane, seems to somehow allow me to journey freely within my own mind and make amazing discoveries.
I left the train this morning with a long list of ideas for blog entries and other things I want to explore. I remember a similar thing happening last year on a plane flying to Spain, when I stepped off board with pages full of ideas. On a couple of long flights to Denver, I remember time just flying by as I filled it with thoughts, ideas and inspiration for my PhD. And this evening, coming home, I’ve made some incredible discoveries and understandings about myself on my journey through ongoing self-awareness.
When I’m in that frame of mind I’m always disappointed when my journey ends … when I have to step outside and leave my bubble of creativity behind. I’m left wondering what ideas and thoughts am I leaving behind on that plane, on that train?
But … from a different perspective, stepping off that train or plane is just the first step on my journey of putting my thoughts and ideas into action … & that’s when the real fun can begin...
** Photo taken at Newcastle Central Station, 7.10am 08.03.11
