Learning this language seems to take hard work and soft ears. (Maybe that’s true for any language.) The hard work is the doing part – the diligence, the focus, the practice. I got that down pat. The soft ears is the not doing part. (How’s that for assimilating eastern wisdom). And for me, therein lies the rub. My very patient teacher tries to explain that it’s about sitting back, gently listening, and letting the meaning behind the sounds settle in, rather than trying to figure out each distinct word that is said in every single sentence. (Not easy for a type A, OCD, controlling kind of guy.) I guess it’s like music. The harmony is there without specifically identifying every chord and key. And trying to name every single note (a flat here, b sharp there, etc.), risks missing the harmony altogether. (If I had of studied music, I’m sure I’d be going after those notes too.) Seems like magic to me and I hope it happens sometime in the next three weeks.
They are calling for a couple of typhoons this weekend. Winds over 100 miles/hour – Word on the street is … be careful if I go outside. At first – it was like – duh?, why would I even think about going outside? Then I remembered my dependency on electricity. If that goes out, I’ll be caught in a dilemma. Stay in a pitch black, hot, muggy windowless room on the 13th floor without food, drink or internet OR hang out in gale force wind and rain dodging all sorts of debris (like the scene in Twister). Nice choice.
This trip continues to surprise. The good news – at least I’m not on a plane trying to land in it. Stayed tuned!
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