First week; change begins with accepting.

So, its been almost a week that I've been here, and so far, I'm having a ball! I'm loving the relaxed way of life, the work hard and play hard ethic (amongst the expats, anyway), the diverse languages and cultures, and (of course) the beach; just a stones throw away.

I'm learning so much about myself (whats new?) I realize that I'm not always real with myself, and don't always make allowances for normal human limitations. Okay, so I endeavour to have a positive outlook on life, and to not be limited by the typical mould that humans put themselves in: 'Its such a shame that I'm human, and therefore can't do those things' (these 'things' are the in the form of experiences, pursuing dreams, hardship, and even discipline) I want to have an attitude of 'I can. I'm not limited.' Full stop. But then, I am just so human.

I was feeling a bit flat last night, and sub-conciously realized this, so promptly started singing. OK... these two don't seem to match up. I mean, its hardly like I start crying the minute that I'm happy! What I realize is that our Western world is so full of noise and buzz, that it is possible for people to live on a treadmill, 'acheiving' in the wordly (material/status) sense, but never developing on a deeper level. They never learn to be truly joyful and accepting.

What I'm realizing, is that change doesn't begin the day that we become invincible. Our postive-mindset doesn't kick into play the moment that we're happy. It almost seems counteractive, but change begins with acceptance. In a way, you want to become fully immersed in your weakness, because its here that you learn to accept yourself.

I want to be so wonderfully human, so in touch with my weaknesses, that they become strengths. Ok, so you may have a funny leg - but you can still hobble. Better to learn to hobble beautifully, than deny yourself your crutches.