Not the one that burns, but rather the one that smolders under the ashes and forgetfulness of the painful moments of disruption and disconnection that sow the seeds of a sense of separation.
What question are you trying to answer but reluctant to clearly ask? How do your habits, prejudices, leanings…
They are the guiding stars by which we navigate our values, preferences, goals and aspirations. They as much open a world to us as they close us off from all other options. They help us to know who we are and who we are not, but they also limit who we might be.
Stress is the invitation to grow beyond the bounds we’ve set for ourselves. Stress challenges the way we’ve defined safety, goodness and right. It’s easy to think we need to pull away from something in order to reduce the stress, but stress just might be the lightning storm that burns down the barn so we finally can see the moon.
For ordinary folks, scooters are the best kind transportation in Taiwan. Not only do they, like water trickling merrily through rocks, percolate up to the front of the line between jammed up cars at traffic lights. They also are cheap to operate