Today I've been looking at shops closer to home.
If you have been a follower of my other blog, rizsedek.com, you would know that I came to Czech Republic for love. Now after seeing that relationship fall apart, I began to question the purpose of my being here, and the work I do particularly this magazine. Why am I here? Why have I been put here, of all places (English-speaking places that would be easier for me to get by). I could leave, after all the reason holding me here was gone. But somehow I felt compelled to stay, as if there was another reason I hadn't yet known, and it has been so made, consciously or not, that I will continue staying here for at least another year.
Well, while I wouldn't want to get into all the philosophical details of my thoughts here on this blog (I will perhaps on my other blog), what I felt about being here though, is that I love it here. I love the peacefulness, the slow-paced life, the good-natured people, the accessible nature. And I have begun to feel more like home.
While browsing through these shops today, most of them are in Prague, some are in other areas of Czech Republic, I thought to myself and said, "Yes, I do want to stay."
And so, where Styl is concerned, there will be a slight change in the way I present things. The first, and you would have probably noticed, is to write authentically. Authenticity would be my guide, as I journey through my craft and my work.
What about you? Has there been a point in your life when you question your purpose?
[ Images: antik * et cetera, Elenart, Kalistovi ]
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