Traveling heightens conflation and coincidences and special moments.
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This is mostly how it works: new experiences, the unfamiliar, fresh eyes and movement (ie non-stagnancy) mean that we’re in the best position to notice the conflations and coincidences. Although, as I have written before, there is no such thing as coincidence. Or, rather, everything is a coincidence. It’s just that sometimes we notice them more.
When I travel the number 108 comes up incessantly – my hotel room number, my flight time, the cost of a train ticket across the border. It freaks out anyone who travels with me. And Jo – I often send the screen grab of the instance to her. (As an aside, the number is highly auspicious in many religions and in mathematics circles. I’ve asked a few people about its significance for me and they’ve simply said to pause and notice my intention when it pops up…).
So where does shopping fit in? In general, shopping takes us into a mindset of “lack”. We go into a mode of “needing” something, of fear that we’re missing out on something (that feeling that a trip to New York or London is “wasted” if you don’t buy a handbag at Barneys or a dress at Topshop). We go into malls. Our focus narrows down to cuts and styles and bargains and bags and things. We can spend an entire day in changerooms and High Streets that could be anywhere, frantically on a mission.
When we shop when we travel we don’t experience the fresh eyes that travel can afford and can miss out on the special moments.
Last night I was walking home from having dinner with my UK publisher at Nopi in Soho. It was a relatively warm night in London and the streets had a vibrant feel. Everyone was bolting into the shops before they closed, bustling out with