Finding what grounds us all
08.09.2013 17 °C
As I continue my journey here in beautiful Copenhagen, the leaves are slowly starting to change colors, the shadows are getting longer, and the sun has changed position in the sky. It's that time of year that is my absolute favorite...fall!
I love fall. As much as I hate winters here, I get so excited when the air gets that bit of chill in the air, and leaves begin to change and fall to the earth. Maybe its because I grew up in a place where fall is such a fun time of year! Pumpkin patches, fresh apple cider, warm doughnuts, and apple picking. What is there NOT to like? LA was a difficult transition in that way because I didn't get the fall that I had grown up with. Copenhagen can't match Michigan falls, but it comes much closer than California can....
But as all things go, and the seasons change, so do thoughts, relationships, and life. I had a fortunate weekend which completely blew my mind. At one time, I had 4 different visitors from 4 different times in my life: a friend I met in Oz 7 years ago, and hadn't seen since; a friend I'd known for about 5 years in Denmark, but he moved to Japan last year, and was back for a visit: a sister of a best friend from high school, and one of my New Zealand ''sindicate'' life partners who was gracing us with her presence again after working in the Ukraine for the summer. As I sat looking around a table full of hodge podge friends in a cozy wine bar in Vesterbro, I got to thinking about what security meant to me, and what my ''home base'' is and what it can become.
We are all different, and it's interesting how little things can define us and our life in a big way. Some people have their family as a home base, and therefore want to stay geographically close to them. Some people call familiarity a home base, therefore never moving much further from what they know and what they grew up in. Stopping and thinking about it all, I am realizing what makes me secure and gives me a home base....and that is my friends. I can be thousands of miles away from familiarity and family, but I can cope with it, as long as I am surrounded by great friends I can just be myself with.
Of course people who know me best may say, "Yeah ok, but you have family here, and you knew Copenhagen before", but as we all realize, it's the people who make the place, and the memories you fill your days with that remind you why life is so wonderful.
Lately I am starting to make important decisions, and when that happens, big questions come up. What do I want? What is most important to me? What can I handle, and what makes me happy? And I keep coming back to the little things:
Riding my bike through the cobblestone streets
Discovering a new cafe I had never seen before
Meeting interesting people at unexpected times
Discovering the longevity of friendships, and how good ones can overcome time and space
Family is partly who you are born into, and partly who you surround yourself with
So...I guess in short, I am at a part of my journey where I am content with where I am at because I know that I have, and will always be able to fall back on my "home base."