Both sides of alacritous travelling in Finland
We flicker through perks of a traveler, whose kind of considerations you should be carefully including or disregarding as heavier or lighter luggage in a backpack. Could we prepare for ourselves if we momentally phased out into being of a different traveller.
An ancient philosopher entered into the concourse of costumed and jubilees and tightly packed bazaars on the narrow streets. There was no guide posts where is a calm place for mind. One would be a lost foreigner. Mark pleasing routes on map in advance. Avoid situations in midst of chaos, where you’d enjoy only by thought ‘how to get out of this hula-hooping compulsion.’
Travel, until you’ve settled. Till consistency is visible, hearable, or receivable. Search for a person and ask about the spot of your interest in a lavish culture. Remember courtesy with local people who would’ve no use whatsoever is global trending from the other side of astronomy. Not all people move on by same pulse. You travel to find an another.
Airing shows, rollicking series, pleas of ‘things are not looking good for this show.’ Fascination or allurement. You’d laugh and get in.
Accelerating life span of the levity. Fend for yourself. Inspect a hand through glasses of a burning critic. Calm depths. Look forwards to a kaleidoscopic observatory, where you’d make feeling at home.
After maintaining that end, you’ll gaze differently at any place in the world. Travel begins by ticking serendipity. Whether it is a cityscape or a desert or above cloud heights – weightily conquering hearts; a personal usage of space in thoughts. It could be the softest tickle under the chin, when you find a gesture to open conversation with a local. With compassion for the citizen who run of lives in glaring hustle.
When attention stays in a place shorter time, you discharge the last season and require the new one. Beware that feet go by accustoms. There’s many a slip ‘twixt cup and lip, would a crush of nectar quench that pathway?
Only endurer connection remains interactive over longer voyage. The ancient philosopher evoked what was lost from hearts, souls, their connection, the will to live charm of interaction.
An orchid was given at hand, when you took a seat on balcony of cafeteria. You have a while to relax your eyes on a view. What’d you rather see? A calm horizon, million islets at sea, mountainous falls or a cherry garden?
‘Realise day by day. One truth remains: never let anyone to map you, who isn’t ready to read the flicker of your expedition. Leave, if a stranger can’t give advice at the first glimpse.’
A reel of iridescence. I travelled to a horizon, where water touches the sky, and there’s a sliver of cliffs between. There I came to estuary waves didn’t touch the shore. Research the unimaginable.
What’s left in the heart is the upbeat, where to go, how to be, when it isn’t too late. If there’s a specific view into an individual relaxation, a layout has to be serving for the senses of the relaxer.
‘Never diminish yourself too far. Stay who you are. The ocean and pearly whites; keep the girl smiling.’
Tranquillising classicism, how to feel an oasis of other life. At least for a fifteen minutes a day. By whose lenses? What sorts of animadverts would you allow from strangers? Inevitably elating Moon. A human lives remarkably few thousands of days. A garden variety of nuances on palate, when your reincarnated spirit begins at the pure sensation given by your heart, body and soul.
You embarked on a voyage to find the oasis of peace. An ancient hall upheld by alabaster pillars, which are hardly known to exist anymore. Golden statue of sun facing from open-air vestibule welcomes every dawn upon a lush nature.
Imagine vivacity as your arrival, as if an unexpected tour of lifetime that is grown up for someone. The most important person you’d give out it all. If there isn’t placement or time or way to be, there won’t be echo. There cannot be a question nor answer.
What would you rather hear? Is it a hinterland’s lullaby? Gurgling millpond on top of mountain. Do your ears calmly extend a nested tree of birds nearby.
Travel in a quarter of wind that makes you feel a new normal. Freeing eureka. Invigorating capsizes of gestures. Bring a shake over any doorstep – voice of aura in presence – enjoyable frisson by everyone around. Your wink dips a tongue in sauce. Your beacon of hand whorls castaways to navigate little closer. Your absence leaves an empty place.
A dreamy body. Someone twinkles at an eye corner and you wake up from a doze.
© Samuel Sylf
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