Little Stuart

Trip Start Sep 09, 2004

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Flag of New Zealand Queenstown, New Zealand
Saturday, January 14, 2006

'That mouse film...was it Stuart Little or Little Stuart?'
'Stuart Little. Why?'
'I feel like him...'

So it's 2006 already. Time really really does fly by, just one of the things it does best: moving on regardless while we faff around doing whatever it is we do to pass it. It's a scary thought you know, looking back on the path we've walked to see exactly where we've come in that valuable short space. Call me odd but I like to think of the New Year as being given a book with three hundred and sixty five blank pages in it to do exactly what we want with. It's not much of course, just another year of our lives handed to us on a plate. Only, what we too often forget is that it's up to us to put as much colour and life on to those pages as we can - while we can.

So for me, change is in the air. My feet have started to itch and as the winds of change have blown my way, I've been casting my thoughts far, far ahead. I've already caught myself a few times in the car passing many hours staring vacantly ahead locked in silence, so I know I've been thinking a hell of a lot and much of the time I haven't realised it. I also know that when this happens, a significant decision usually follows.

Funny really, for as I'm predictably prone to following my heart and making decisions on a whim without any planning, itineraries or boundaries, I've recently made a snappy, heart-set decision which will comfortably tailor the shape of my journey for the next twelve months or so (and may well demand a little planning.) This year's going to be quite a change from the last one. The adventures will be plentiful but I can genuinely see myself covering some distance and absorbing a lot of culture. So far, this has been a wonderful, life-shaping experience which has touched me, enlightened me and equipped me mentally and spiritually to take on the next leg of my adventure. It's amazing really, cos' without the experiences I've had here I know I wouldn't be ready for the next step, just as my life-changing experience in Africa fired me to seek out the very things I've experienced here. I guess it's all about right place at the right time - how everything fits in to place and all that, like it's all fated.

Over the next few weeks I'll be making some more definite decisions, so I'll be spilling the beans as and when they materialise. There are a lot of options and thoughts swimming around up there and already I have a strong gut feeling of what the outcome will be, which I think, will surprise a lot of people. For now though, the options can carry on swimming around as they do need more thought. What I can say for certain is that I'm leaving New Zealand, in the not too distant future. Of course, there are still a few more 'must do's' that can't and won't be left, but those aside, my time here is done. For now...