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Inner Guidance System Calling
Returning to Ometepe Island was not the homecoming I thought it would be. It felt very homely the last time I was here and I imagined it would feel even more so returning, but instead, I’ve been feeling increasingly alien. And though I feel I can make myself belong by putting down roots and being stubborn about it, at the same time I feel I really don’t belong here in the most natural sense. I’m just not feeling it inside. (more…)
And so our life of travel officially begins…
Wow, what an unexpected day, travelling to El Salvador, through Nicaragua and Honduras. Not that it wasn’t planned, but the things that happened I’d have never anticipated. For example, the El Salvadorian brothel. I may have been on mushrooms the whole time it all seemed so strange. (more…)
Routed en root
What is going on???
Eight days ago I left freezing cold Pittsburgh city and flew, smack back to my love’s arms, whisked off to a treehouse paradise and the merciless heat of Nicaragua. 30C, 95F and 65% humidity. Now I’m back on the island of Ometepe just a couple of days ago. In two weeks we will hitchhike though Nicaragua and Honduras with a small bag each to El Salvador for a major surfing trip. That is really the only fixed plan I have in my life right now. I’m afraid of having more than one fixed plan at a time it seems. And I get nervous when I don’t have one too. This is how indecisive I am at the moment.
I feel sort of strange a lot of the time. The changes in temperature, altitude, surroundings, friends… the other night I jumped up in bed a few times shouting, “WHAT THE F*CK IS GOING ON?!!!”. I don’t remember this except that I woke up a few times for a few nights now. Apparently I’ve said a lot of scary stuff in my sleep lately. Along with very bizarre dreams. (more…)
Syntony
One hundred and sixty nights ago to this night under the Moon Wavespell, on our Ometepe Island, my body transcended all known limits, unleashing my spirit though a timeless moment we shared under the blackest sky. (more…)
Mercury Retro in Aries 2011
How Mercury Retrograde during March 30, 2011 – April 23, 2011 affects YOUR SIGN:
Mercury retrograde usually implies a period of setbacks and changes of plan while sending communications, travel, appointments, mail and the www into a bit of a mess. Making a decision between these dates is not favoured, as the results won’t be very satisfying. Signing important contracts or documents is also discouraged. (more…)
Oh boy
Spring is driving me crazy. My nesting instincts are kicking my butt. I’m about to leave on a trip, may end up travelling by land all the way from Nicaragua to Brazil over the next few months and instead of packing light I’ve bought a double hammock with mosquito net and bedding, massage oil, herbal medicines and oils, all these cosy things that smell nice and feel good. This is not a good time for me to be packing for a major trip like this. Clearly. I just crave having and sharing home comforts right now. It will be interesting to see if I can pull it off, do both travel and have home comforts, without much effort.
And I keep seeing things like this. Which isn’t helping. I am homesick. I want to rest. I. want. to. nest. But I don’t want to settle just anywhere… somehow I will know when I find it.
And… Mercury Goes Retrograde Again
It had been what felt like forever since I last heard that shining voice… until yesterday. He’s been living off the land in the jungle next to the lake, waiting until I return. As he said he would ever since I left, two months ago. As he always said I would, return. Far from civilization, running water, electricity… phone access he travelled all day since early in the morning to reach Internet, to find me. This distance is difficult. But at the same time, our pasts built us for this. It is nothing.
For a week now I have been feeling like I am about to enter a tunnel, preparing. Taking my last big breath yesterday, I ducked my head under water and am now making my way through an underwater cave, lit only by his distant fiery eyes. I will keep holding my breath until I resurface on the 26th of April, in Managua Nicaragua.
And this time, I won’t be bringing any baggage. There is no space for fear here anymore.
e você pra me lembrar…
No matter how far I may get in life, whatever exotic treasures I accumulate, however wide I might end up travelling, it doesn’t mean as much as the people I meet along the way. We all have this, even those of us who stay put, but so often we miss the point, counting destinations like notches on a bedpost. (more…)
Anywhere
This morning I woke up on a new couch to all new smells. Often I feel strange about the fact that I have no place to call home, to come back to, to feel my heart settled with that familiar belonging.
But then I remember that its because I have no home, that I can live anywhere. I make home wherever I go. I lived at a hostel on Ometepe Island for the past 3 months and covered the sides of my bunkbed with draped sheets and dresses, turning a simple bed into a room that looked and smelled of all my comfy familiarities with almost all the privacy I needed. About 4 years ago, on a solo trip without my husband at the time, I remembered thumping my bag down on the floor in my new room, and in that moment I heard in my mind, “home is wherever I put my bag down for the night.” I understood that home is where I am at any time, and my bag holds the comforts. But never has this idea been more tested than in the past 2 and a half years, of continuous, living out of a bag. I understand it so much better now. I understand the beauty of the idea, but also the inherent vulnerability.
Some day I will settle down, build my treehouse, and share it and everything in it with a beautiful travelling spirit and lover. Someone who not only understands but feels the need for both. Someone who has searched for home and finds comfort with me, there, and wherever we travel together.
Protect the Western Arctic Reserve From Big Oil
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