Several airports and flights down today with only one left for home. I left Nyaung Shwe yesterday and headed to Yangon, via Heho, Mandalay, and Bagan. From Yangon I headed to Bangkok, and then to Taipei. I find myself sitting at a Starbucks at the Taipei Airport trying to find just the right words to sum up my experiences over the last month in Asia. I can’t do it. Once I’m back in the states and can process more fully the events of the last few weeks, I will attempt to be more eloquent. So much happened, every single day… New people, great people, new experiences, places, sights and sounds….and I think a new resolve, for me.
Truth be told, I’ve been running away these last few summers… I always laugh and add “with a purpose” whenever someone asks why I go to teach in Cambodia and Thailand and now, Myanmar. I’m not special, but my experiences are leaving me fulfilled. I know, I know…I’m supposed to be going to teach, to help, to share, and to collaborate…and I do, I promise. But, it’s so much more and each time I go, it’s different…I’m different and I hope I’m making some small difference, for someone. It’s the STARFISH story - why did the little girl throw the starfish back into the ocean one by one when she couldn’t save the thousands washed up on the shore, and did it really matter? It mattered to the ones she threw back. Granted, I’m not saving lives - I’m not a surgeon, I’m certainly not bringing some secret teaching methodology that can’t be googled, but I hope I make the people I meet smile - they make me smile - big, goofy smiles - all the time.
We truly have so much and where I go and the people I meet, well, they have so little, comparatively. But, boy do they have hope and a resolve that is so deep and genuine, that it makes me smile and I’ll keep going back. So, tonight, sitting here waiting for that last 12 hour flight, I have very little wisdom, but I have hope…and a big, goofy smile on my face. :-)