I am writing these words in my ever present notebook from the departure terminal at Heathrow. ( later…as in right now! …to be transcribed onto a blog post)
I am sitting in a cafe simply BEing. I am not stressing about the airport experience or the looming night flight to come. I used to.
There was a time when the prospect of a long flight sandwiched between 2 airport encounters would make me deeply anxious. I came to realise that this was due to my perception of the experience to come-
– I saw a block of time, with an excessive amount of stranger interaction, condensed into it……..stressville! Taxi guy, check in lady, boarding pass, scan this, shoes off,….coffee shop…bookshop…..and that’s all before you have even stepped on the plane.
In the latest 18 months I have shifted my thought process away from others and instead channelled my energy into myself. This too is a form of BEing with me. Staying in the moment and as a result not getting anxious.
I travel light and I travel with trusty companions: notepad, pen, book, kindle now too…iPod …. oh yes and my passport!
What I didn’t realise until this trip was that it was bigger even than that….bigger then BEing with me: it meant I had overcome a fear of travelling and straying too far from my comfort zone.
In embracing time with me (even in an airport lounge) I had chased away anxiety, dread and excessive fatigue.
It’s a mindset. It’s BEing in the moment. It’s a re channelling of energy back to It’s source – back to me.
It’s about learning a bit more about yourself: even in an airport terminal.