Wherever I travel my destination is always the same. Home.
I look for it during my daily forays into my repeated attempts
to simply listen without my mental
chatter interrupting the divine choir around me. I yearn to be 100% present to the
howler monkeys' call. To receive with full awareness even the most subtle songs.
The wind gently kissing the leaves.. Yes, kissing. You must know that nature is
one enormous ode to love.
I search in my wanderings for an exquisitely simple place. Each
dip and dive into the Pacific, a river, or a lake that has caressed my being aids in
the purification toward ridding myself of anything that is not of my uncompromised
essence. Walking through the jungle and seeing an unknown flower for the first
time allows me to experience that moment as completely new and helps me to
remember that truth, lest I ever become complacent in my awareness of the
gratitude I owe to life for my life. It is through my aliveness that I am able
to feel awe and wonder at creation.
What I seek is simply to see vividly with eyes unhindered by
automatic labeling which degrades the magnificent splendor of butterflies,
hummingbirds, toucans, red macaws, rosette spoonbill and the roosting tree
where hundred of egrets go to their communal dreams.
I love the way traveling, in the way we do, allows me to
adopt the rhythms of the land and its people. It teaches me another way of
being that encourages spaciousness. I could be wrong but I’m pretty sure I’m
not because smiles are a universal sign of happiness that the people here are
way more laid back with less stress in their lives. It’s a relief and pleasure
to be surrounded by a culture that has “pura vida” (pure life) as its
greeting. I learn how to take my time in making decisions. I practice feeling
what is around me to guide my decision making. I practice spaciousness so that
I have room to breathe deeply which helps me expand my awareness.
Similar to the vision quest where one journeys not to have
holy communion, which one certainly does, but to take the gifts received and
bring them back to your people, I travel to rejuvenate, learn, and grow so that
I can be and do my best.
I travel so that I can return to my home which has never
been anywhere else than my own heart.
Okay, you caught me. If you know me, you know that the true
reason I do anything is to fulfill my pursuit of joy. Maybe as I get older the
inner callings will turn my attention more inward but for now I am admittedly a
hedonist for sensory pleasure. Bring it on: sights, aromas, tastes, sounds, a million
feeling sensations, the wind kissing my cheek.
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