Day #2 in Amsterdam is slightly less spacy then day #1, though I miss the quietness of Moshi terribly. Being in Africa has certainly realigned what is important to me, what matters to me. Now living and "making it" in a huge city like New York or Berlin seems completely trivial. There is certainly something nice about waking up with roosters crowing, walking down the street with goats and chickens and spending you afternoon drinking a soda and talking with friends at Mzungu bar.
I received an email from an old student today, and he told me that after spending months/years of his life working for a start up company 70-80 hours/week, he is finally realizing that there is more to life then work, and is downsizing his work week to 40 hours. Imagine that! There is more to life then work??? I myself have seen the truth in that this summer. Of course we must earn enough to live and survive, but if the days and weeks pass by unnoticed and we fail to live and cherish our lives, won't our spirit suffer untold consequences? I can answer that with a resounding YES. I feel like my spirit has been smothered and was dying a slow death ever since I started my doctorate degree in 2003 (talk about being obsessed with one's work). And now...? Let's say my attitude on career and other things is changing. I am still waiting to see where these new thoughts lead, but I am leaving my mind and spirit open to new possibility.
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