Montag, 18. Juli 2011

Windows



I claim our life is like looking out of a window. There is a frame, which defines what we see. It is a snapshot of our present life: The past and the future, hidden outside the frame. And still they are influencing what we see. Because where we have been and where we plan to go is in some way what we actually are.

Exactly one year ago I began my journey to Iceland. I look out of the window of my room, down the street. I still remember the feeling: leaving to the greatest uncertainty, to the adventure, to a future, which now has turned into past. Expecting to look down  to everything beneath 66° North. To find everything illuminated. But all I found was a fucking Peace Tower. One single stream of light, of answers, hopelessly failing in providing what I was looking for. But then, by spring, the endless light came. Going to Samkaup five minutes before closing time. 10:25 pm. It is light outside. A T-shirt and a short should fit. Brrrr. Two degrees. Freezing! So what? Who cares? Who cares about the temperature? I can swim in Jökulsárlon. I prove it.

There may not be much sense it what I am writing. Because it is still hard to find words for everything. Maybe I should end it much more simple: The last year was amazing. And I know for sure, that my life changed. There may not have been something you may call a 180° turn. It was much more: It was a perfectly landed 1080°. No one is clapping, no judges are giving me marks, there are no winners, no losers, no prizes, no rankings … it is just life, just spinning around the world, feeling a bit dizzy, full of endorphins, opening and closing windows, cleaning windows, smashing windows. I am looking out of the window of my room: I see a field of corn, houses, blue sky with towering-up, white clouds, a red car driving by. But as I look closely: I see everywhere I have been, and everywhere I will go.

The photograph is showing a window of a public toilet somewhere at Faroe Islands shortly before I arrived in Iceland. I had no idea what is waiting for me. But as usual, just giving a shit about doubts and enjoying the view, turned out to work.

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