Monday, February 25

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"i got the monkey's, monkey see monkey do" sang a merchant on the beach...

i've officially been back for 12 hours and am breaking my 9-day internet absence.

image the south was a symphony of colors. the weather was very loving. the ocean a simple mirror of my inner condition. restless on top but calm and serene in its depths. i promised i'd come see it again. after all, if it wasn't for the Sea, i'd be one dried up pile of dust.

i'm sure i did more than this but...
i practiced my spanish (mainly "no no, estoy canadiense" as the locals assumed i was domincan and attacked me with spanish at 200 miles per hour).
i ran on the seashore.
i swam nakked in the atlantic. image
i did yoga on my balcony overlooking mountains and palm-trees almost every morning.
i read.
i mingled.
i hugged trees.
i fed a tiger.
i star-stared.
i rolled a cigar.
i ate pancakes every day.image

i had some sugarcane.
and i ate some more.
i rode a horse named sandy.
i danced with and hugged a dolphin.
i danced on stage. image
i danced at the "car wash."
i danced in my room...and naturally, i danced with You.
it was awesome.

currently, i look like i ran through a mud shower. my darkness shocked both my brother and my mother. but i'm not all dark. parts of my body now serve as flashlights while i'm in the shower. and with my newly earned stripes, i can only think...SWEET, I'M a zebra!

as my friend excessively complained about having to return this morning and said i ruined the closing video she was shooting with my enthusiasm for returning home (she wanted the more "boohoo" angle)...all i could think about was how it's impossible for me to be sad or miss scenes that have already passed.

those moments were beautiful while they were here and brought out a deep sense of gratitude from within. but that's where their beauty rests...in their present-ness. once they pass, all we long for is our memories of them...which is never a true and accurate reflection of what those moments really are.

to honor life is to be here now open to what's at hand. the past is just a light show the mind puts on. how and why we get so caught up in it and choose to cling to the past (whether it's beautiful or miserable) while totally ignoring the true peace and beauty of the moment at hand, is something i don't understand. how can i choose my restless imagination of what has already passed over the loveliness of what's immediately at hand?

Beauty is Present right here and right now. and to find the beauty that the present holds is to have uncovered the open secret that life constantly tries to pull you into. but alas, what can i do but shrug my shoulders and go "huh" when friends insist upon dwelling on their imagination.

just a few of the things i learned/discovered these past days image :

- my camera has some really cool features like "sunset mode"
- having an imaginary boyfriend can get you out of some sticky scenarios. i miss him a lot. i hope he calls soon.
- i love sugar and tea
- coincidences are the ways in which Life winks at you
- trees are awesome!
- i tan fast and burn only under the Southern Sun. in my 18 years in Canada, i've never gotten a sunburn. 7 days down South, and I'm peeling all over!
- i'm more than sure that when you take off your worry-hat, or better yet get rid of it altogether, this conditioned universe will give you everything you need in a very speedy manner. as i said to my friend repeatedly....everything happens for a reason, and everything has it's time. just let go and let Life flow. this vast expanse knows exactly what it's doing with this you...

i got more than i could have ever asked for on this trip. and this only solidifies the view i continue to grow into.

life's a dream yo. y esta vida es solamente el momento presente.




Dios te vendigas

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