22 November 2017

For the Love of Curiosity

Do you prefer to explore other places, online and/or in the physical world, merely out of curiosity or as part of a plan or for other reasons?

Have you ever asked yourself: Why travel?

Have you ever had much curiosity about the inner world within you?

Have you ever taken the journey to inner peace for reasons of curiosity?

Have you ever been curious to discover a better way of life?

Are you currently searching for reality with some curiosity?

How are you sustaining the heart and art of living and writing, if not through curiosity?

I have long described my approach to life as optimumism.  I am often happiest when I am curious about something and want to find the answer.  That is why I have explored my family history.

Do you have curiosity about your ancestral scatterings, regardless of whether your forebears were buried or cremated or met their fate in other ways?

Probably depending on your own ancestry, you may or may not have much curiosity about internment in Australia during World War Two.

What has been your most recent journey through history?

Curiosity can lead us towards lucky or fateful encounters.

I have always tried to take a cautious approach to curiosity.  There are many parts of the world I would currently avoid.

It is hard to imagine my paternal grandfather, George in Aden during World War Two.  I have never imagined myself going to there.

For most of the past four years, I have not travelled far, mainly because I could not see very far.  I have been practically housebound for that reason, and for other health and personal reasons.

My eyesight problems meant I spent most of my time in front of a computer screen or book as that was about as far as I could see, even with thick glasses.  Then, a few months ago, I was fortunate enough to have cataract surgery.   For the first time in my life I now have 20/20 vision.

Yet I am no longer curious to see the world.  It is too exhausting to travel.  I have been everywhere I have ever wanted to go.  I can satisfy my curiosity online and in books.

But at least I managed a trip a few weeks ago to visit my relatives on the other side of the world.  It was thrilling to arrive at my mother's house.  My trip was a surprise for her.  I could also see the English countryside clearer than ever before, at least when there was no fog or rain.

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