In Japan it’s hard to define because it’s constantly changing and evolving, but here in Australia my bedroom is a mismash of different Asian elements.
I guess it’s like my identity in Australia really; I don’t feel I ever belonged and yet now that I’m here I realised just how much I’ve changed in Japan and become who I really am.
I guess I can now say with absolute conviction that Japan is my spiritual home and also where my heart clearly feels it belongs.
Amen to finding my place in the world and for becoming the real me.
What a journey… And despite it being the three most difficult years of my life, I wouldn’t change a thing and I don’t regret any of it.
Peace to that.