It's amazing how adaptable human beings can be to different situations, places, environments, and so on. It's funny how easy it is for me to start to get really comfortable in a place and start to spread my roots, maybe it's the Taurus in me. Anyway, I am so fortunate to have found Orgiva, I love it so much. It's like my home away from home. I feel like if I every fuck up or get sick or robbed or something I have a place to go back to where I can be nurtured back to health, without flying half-way across the world to Colorado. Leaving Kali 2 days ago was tough...bittersweet almost. It's good for me to keep moving or I know I could so easily get stuck in a place like Orgiva. Saying goodbye is something I am getting used to again, which doesn't make it much easier but I left a suitcase and some hoops there at a friends house so I know I will be back.
The lesions I will take away from Kali are priceless. The friends I made during my 3 months in Andalusia are friends for life. The shift in my life that occurred while in the womb-like security have given me a spark that I have never known before.
Last week after I realized it was time to go I found a Backpackers hostal in Kenya that would take me to work-trade with them for the next couple of months, on a little beach in the south of the country called Diani beach... So I bought my plane ticket, packed up and left Kali. All was running smooth until I recieved an email last night while in Granada, from the owner of the Backpackers I am supposed to be headed for on Saturday telling me that things have changed and now he can only use my assistance for 2 weeks. Ok...so I am flying really far from where I am and where I have become so safe and comfortable to work in trade for living conditions...no pay, for 2 weeks. I am really being tested right now and I have a feeling this is only the first problem. So now I go to Kenya. I have no idea what the next step will be but I am learning more and more every day and every step. I am learning to trust in the universe, I am learning to pay close attention to the step I am currently on instead of focusing on the one before me, and I am learning to use my yoga off the mat and in my life when something big happens that is not what I had planned.
More Change, curve ball, me thinking I was but a leave on the stream of life and flowing gently down the stream. Now I am more like swimming up-stream.
Scary concept for most people. Myself included. I am resistant to change and I can see it. This is why I am being forced to deal with very big changes in my life so that this resistance may melt and I can be open and accepting of change. It is all preparation for bigger changes in my life, my consciousness, and the world.
So I sit here from a computer at a friends house in Madrid, almost completely ok with the fact that I am going to Africa by myself in less that 48 hours, for a job that will only last 2 weeks, with very little money (after spending half of what I earned all summer on the plane ticket). I have something important to learn, see, do and maybe teach and heal in Africa... so I will keep you all informed along the path.
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