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Added Vitamins. The kiss that makes it all better.
I got treated for multiple cases of dreaded third world lurgy you don’t even want to know about, two weeks ago. I had a feeling something was off when I tripped quite radically to the moon and back after every single meal, for about 4 months now and sure enough, there were a few serious reasons for that. The doctor was amazed I wasn’t in physical pain too and had so much energy when really I should have been bedridden. I am too now that I think about it. A good friend of mine had to fly back home to Sweden in an emergency with this mystery illness. He could barely walk without nearly passing out when I last saw him a month ago and was tripping most of the time I tried to talk to him.
So anyway. The doctors here are amazing. As in, have no freaking idea what they are doing. I just checked out these “nutritional” capsules I was also given to take for a month, and have been taking daily, to “support your immune system and improve brain function”, and they turn out to be Novocaine!?!! With added vitamins. Wow. that. explains. a lot.
I’m starting to realise that anything that comes with “added vitamins” is the first warning.
Just like chocolate milk, stained so dark from puss and blood from overproducing cows they can’t do anything else with it to mask the taste or colour… with added vitamins. Mmmmmm!
Skinnidipping Lake Nicaragua
Running away from the loud, drunken crowds barging around in the streets, loud firecrackers, strange scarecrows being set on fire, I almost ran to the beach tripping over rocks and branches in the dark. It got darker and darker till it was pitch on the shore. This beach is so secret, only the locals next to it know it exists. Slipping into the water the trees opened up to light and fireworks along the Nicaraguan shoreline ahead.
I dived in with my glasses on. Like a right plonker. They dropped to the bottom of the lake!!! It was so dark. I’m so screwed without them. Can hardly see a thing. After 10 minutes of searching, blinking, feeling incredibly irritated and desperate, and shivering, at the exact moment I’d given up hope, I stepped on them! It was the most lost and blind I’ve felt in years. Really weird. Other strange things happened too, but ended well. A bat nearly flew into me. For a scary moment i thought i was hallucinating and had lost all sense of reality. And it rained! And rained. How I have LONGED for rain. It was so gorgeous.
I feel very blessed. To spend a New Year without a frantic party plan. For once! To have my glasses. To be living next to so much water. To be warm in winter on an island. All the things I hoped for for years, are finally falling into place.
I love you Ometepe Island. You ARE magic. I will never leave without coming back sticking in my heart.
Total Lunar Eclipse, 21 December 2010
I couldn’t believe how lucky I was last night, to find myself alone this 2am, because for the first time in 372 years, a total lunar eclipse occurred on the date of the northern winter solstice.
The clouds had parted for the occasion and the sky was at its blackest black, framed by the edges of lush jungle trees on this sleeping island. It was a spectacular show with blinking and shooting stars, with only one wish made. On every one of them. I couldn’t believe the colours. Or how long she hung in the sky, swollen like this. I waited an hour before falling sleepy so I never got to watch her final exit. I wish I had.
I am so grateful to be here. So grateful.
My New Neighbourhood
Riding the bus into my new neighborhood 2 weeks ago. The mega metropolis on this island — Moyogalpa!
(view the video on Facebook)
The roads are paved here. The vibe around Concepcion (the fire volcano) is totally different. I love this neck of the woods! I LOVE walking these streets!!!! I love my new home, Hospedaje Central Moyogalpa. Been here ever since.
A day without my stuff
So yesterday upon arriving I put all my stuff in a locker, went out to buy a keychain that attaches to me at all times due to a premonition, and promptly lost the key before I could attach the two. There is no spare of course. I’m beginning to twig there’s a theme here… it sounds a lot like the rest of my life. For that reason I’m not bothered. I’m sitting in the same clothes I’ve worn for days and imagining that the key will magically reappear and what I will do once I have my stuff again. I think shower.
In other news I really like watching the guy who sweeps, carries laundry around, maintains the network and generally mills about around here with a curious monkey on his head. (more…)
Wide Wings Fly Solo
This morning I woke up in Cristiano’s loft, packed my stuff again after a lovely week there, still stuffed from the handmade French crepe made by tres sexie “no, is not a pancake! Is a crepe.” Arturo last night, and joined my El Zopilote friends for a last game of cards while others peeled fresh roasted cacao.
I hugged them goodbye around 10:30am and headed down the winding path to the main road. Heavily slept, huge smile on my face, feeling absolutely deliciously contented I caught two buses to Moyogulpa. (more…)
Break on through to the other side
If I didn’t have time to pull a tarot card for the day I pull one just before bed to dream over. I usually have a question in mind or just want insight for the day ahead. I use the Osho Zen Tarot deck lately (which if you’re interested in that sort of thing you can use online too over here)
Tonight’s question was an overall understanding of where I’m at in regards to recovering from a recent painful breakup, and what is left to be done. I came all the way out to Ometepe Island in order to find my direction again, let go of someone I cared very deeply for, and finally to move on. I arrived here over 3 months ago with huge determination and have gone on an incredible inner and outer transformational journey in that time. As always the resulting card I pulled was uncannily to the point… (more…)
Cristiano’s Bees
My 3 month live-in trade swap at InanItah is over. After an incredible weekend where we all went on a ritualistic journey together for Halloween, I gathered the things I wanted to keep and left on Monday feeling 100% ready to leave the lovely cocoon that was my home for a little while and take on the world!
I’m really lucky to be staying at my friend Cristiano’s in his awesome loft space. On a firm mattress. His house is made completely out of recycled and reclaimed resources and when I wake up I look up at the plantain leaf roof, the wooden stairs that go to the very top, and feel like I’m in a treehouse. The light streams in from all sides. I love living here. Cristiano is a really special guy.
He lives on his hostel and eco farm El Zopilote on Ometepe Island. It’s incredibly beautiful here, he’s done an amazing job, and it attracts tons of interesting volunteers from all over the world.
Today he showed me some of his bee hives — he has african bees, non-stinging bees and teeny tiny mini bees too!
Perching on a tree…
…feet dangling stupidly. So free from ground the air makes them tingle. Almost tired from dancing and laughing and spinning all day I stand up and climb higher. Around me birds dip and float and flip, showing me how to ride the changes of life without any effort. I learn from them for hours, just watching instinct at play. Life is bouncing all around me, delicious, luscious, fruity flavours of light, colours bursting all over me like mango juices dripping down my face, with no shame. I wont wipe them off this time. Never again.
I am so happy this day in the sun, as I perch, wildly swaying while ants step onto me in their path, about to drop off this branch and swoop to some place new. That someplace could be you.
Protect the Western Arctic Reserve From Big Oil
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