Once upon a time I lived in London, the United Kingdom.
How did this happen? I was twenty-two years old, I held a fresh-off-the-presses Bachelors of Arts degree in Music, and I needed to get out of Dodge, Dodge being pretty much anywhere in California. What I wanted most of all was to live in the UK.
I planned my move for twelve months. I found a program that would obtain a working visa for me (BUNAC) and I saved money for my plane ticket. Through luck and family connections I stumbled into a prime house sitting gig in the little neighborhood of Crouch End, in northern London (Zone 3 on the Northern line, Zone 2 if I took a bus to Finsbury Park).
In London, I had many adventures, met many strange people, and obtained several jobs over the course of my time there. Most importantly, I was living in a foreign country, which opened my mind and allowed me to discover who I was without all the external confusing trappings.
While I was living there, I was corresponding via e-mail with a friend of mine, telling him all about my new life and how much I loved living in London. (And I did love living there. It was a hard year for me, it’s true, but I never stopped adoring that city.)
His response? He wrote something to the effect that my life, or in any case what I was choosing to do with my life by living in London, “wasn’t the way the world works.”
I have always remembered that e-mail, even though I received it over nine years ago. It struck me as deeply profound. Because of course, me being in London was exactly the way the world worked, because otherwise how could I be there in the first place?
It was profound because that sentence of his got right to the heart of the difference between him and me. It’s all in the way we believe the world works. In other words, it’s all in our perspective, it’s all in our minds, and it’s all in our courage. It’s all in what we believe to be possible. The White Queen had it right all along.
I believed I could live in London, and I did what it took to get me there.
What do you believe?
P.S. The banner on this blog? Why yes, it’s a photo of London, and yes, it does help remind me of what is possible. 🙂

