UkeCan1
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Ringing in Randwick
Sorry I'm a few hours late - I've been working on this song all week, and it represents yet another phase of my life that I remember fondly, so I didn't want to miss the opportunity to finish and share it with you all.
Before my Northern Territory adventures that I wrote about extensively earlier in the thread, I lived for 10 months in Randwick, New South Wales, in the Eastern suburbs of Sydney.
Lovely town, great weather, friendly people. Had a flat in a high-rise 10 minutes uphill from beautiful Coogee Beach. Our flat was on the wrong side of the building for it, but just out front of the building was a beautiful view down the hill toward the beach, with its gorgeous blue ocean, white rocks, green trees, and orange roofed white houses.
We used to walk for hours along those Sydney beaches ... sometimes all the way up to Bondi and back, winding our way along those big rocks overlooking the Pacific.
One of the most beautiful places I've ever been. Almost certainly the most beautiful place I've ever lived. Except for maybe the other places I lived in Australia.
Pabrizzer turned me on to this great song, by the quintessentially Australian Paul Kelly and the Coloured Girls. Who knew there was a song that mentions Randwick?!
Interesting story from my first day in Australia, when I had just moved into my new home in Randwick:
I walked the 10 minutes up the hill to Randwick town centre, to buy some things to provision my new home. I was amazed at how incredibly friendly all the Sydneysiders were. I was on such a high by the end of my shopping trip, from meeting all these warm wonderful new friends. I thought, wow, Australia is so much friendlier than the US - what a great place.
Later on, as I talked with Australian friends, pretty much all of whom had toured the US, they all said exactly the opposite .... they had found Americans so much friendlier than Australians.
I then realized something that I believe to be a profound and very useful truth about human existence: It was us, not them!
Others show up as mirrors to how we're being, and what we're projecting and/or expecting.
I was being super friendly and open, excited to be in my new home, boldly and warmly introducing myself to all the people in the shops. So no wonder they responded the same way.
Same for my traveling Australian friends. We behave differently on vacation in an exciting new place than we do at home. So of course they too got a warm reception.
Ever since, I've recognized how much power I have to impact how the world around me shows up. One of the most useful lessons I've ever learned in my adventurous life.
Sorry I'm a few hours late - I've been working on this song all week, and it represents yet another phase of my life that I remember fondly, so I didn't want to miss the opportunity to finish and share it with you all.
Before my Northern Territory adventures that I wrote about extensively earlier in the thread, I lived for 10 months in Randwick, New South Wales, in the Eastern suburbs of Sydney.
Lovely town, great weather, friendly people. Had a flat in a high-rise 10 minutes uphill from beautiful Coogee Beach. Our flat was on the wrong side of the building for it, but just out front of the building was a beautiful view down the hill toward the beach, with its gorgeous blue ocean, white rocks, green trees, and orange roofed white houses.
We used to walk for hours along those Sydney beaches ... sometimes all the way up to Bondi and back, winding our way along those big rocks overlooking the Pacific.
One of the most beautiful places I've ever been. Almost certainly the most beautiful place I've ever lived. Except for maybe the other places I lived in Australia.
Pabrizzer turned me on to this great song, by the quintessentially Australian Paul Kelly and the Coloured Girls. Who knew there was a song that mentions Randwick?!
Interesting story from my first day in Australia, when I had just moved into my new home in Randwick:
I walked the 10 minutes up the hill to Randwick town centre, to buy some things to provision my new home. I was amazed at how incredibly friendly all the Sydneysiders were. I was on such a high by the end of my shopping trip, from meeting all these warm wonderful new friends. I thought, wow, Australia is so much friendlier than the US - what a great place.
Later on, as I talked with Australian friends, pretty much all of whom had toured the US, they all said exactly the opposite .... they had found Americans so much friendlier than Australians.
I then realized something that I believe to be a profound and very useful truth about human existence: It was us, not them!
Others show up as mirrors to how we're being, and what we're projecting and/or expecting.
I was being super friendly and open, excited to be in my new home, boldly and warmly introducing myself to all the people in the shops. So no wonder they responded the same way.
Same for my traveling Australian friends. We behave differently on vacation in an exciting new place than we do at home. So of course they too got a warm reception.
Ever since, I've recognized how much power I have to impact how the world around me shows up. One of the most useful lessons I've ever learned in my adventurous life.
