visa
Visa was my mom's nickname for me when I was a kid. Still is I guess. How appropriate.
Did she intuitively know about my years to come of immigration fun?
Well, of my 35 years, I suppose I have to be honest and say the visa years have been only 10%. But god, they FEEL like an epic 20 year trek across the surface of Mars. But, Mars is the planet of the warrior and to engage governments' immigration departments is as good warrior training as any.
The process of obtaining a visa that allows one to not just visit but to live and work in a country is twofold. First there is the mining of all past relationships with teaching institutions and taxing institutions and employing institutions and family relationships and more. Record mining. The rule is that when you've mined and sorted every possible piece of relevant and irrelevant material, then you will be asked for some more. This generally involves asking others to join the mining process. Often the mined articles cannot be accepted as offered and must be assessed. This costs. Which brings us to....
The second part is treasure hunting. Because the cost of obtaining this golden sparkling visa is high. There seems to be an effort to set the price at exactly three times what a common person should imagine it's cost might be and/or double the amount you think you can come up with.
All of these recent years of this process are steadily heading toward one thing. That is Aotearoa.
And all it takes is for me to look at one photo of her and to fly there in my memory and when I am smelling her and feeling her and drinking her in, I know there is no stopping or turning around. Like George McFly famously said to Lorraine Baines...."I'm your density. I mean, your destiny."
New Zealand, I'm your destiny. :)
Did she intuitively know about my years to come of immigration fun?
Well, of my 35 years, I suppose I have to be honest and say the visa years have been only 10%. But god, they FEEL like an epic 20 year trek across the surface of Mars. But, Mars is the planet of the warrior and to engage governments' immigration departments is as good warrior training as any.
The process of obtaining a visa that allows one to not just visit but to live and work in a country is twofold. First there is the mining of all past relationships with teaching institutions and taxing institutions and employing institutions and family relationships and more. Record mining. The rule is that when you've mined and sorted every possible piece of relevant and irrelevant material, then you will be asked for some more. This generally involves asking others to join the mining process. Often the mined articles cannot be accepted as offered and must be assessed. This costs. Which brings us to....
The second part is treasure hunting. Because the cost of obtaining this golden sparkling visa is high. There seems to be an effort to set the price at exactly three times what a common person should imagine it's cost might be and/or double the amount you think you can come up with.
All of these recent years of this process are steadily heading toward one thing. That is Aotearoa.
And all it takes is for me to look at one photo of her and to fly there in my memory and when I am smelling her and feeling her and drinking her in, I know there is no stopping or turning around. Like George McFly famously said to Lorraine Baines...."I'm your density. I mean, your destiny."
New Zealand, I'm your destiny. :)
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