I am awakened early this morning with Riley wanting to get up. My awareness of time has left but I can sense it is early with the sky still dark and birds quite. I gradually become more conscious after floating in and out of a dream state.
Riley and I got out of bed and came out to the open air living room to play cards together. I made a pot of very strong coffee and we sat at the table playing the game of "War". I don't like the name of the game but the concept is perfect for teaching Riley about numbers and what numeric value is greater than or less.
The house we are staying in is absolutely beautiful. Most of the living space is open air and bordered by palm trees with growing coconuts. The pool has a shallow end and a deeper end that is perfect for the kids and the beach is about a 5 minute walk away. Pita and Anna arrive every morning and stay the entire day to clean and make us our meals. Our diet has consisted of corn tortillas, beans, rice, guacamole, salsa and either fish, chicken or beef. Everything has been made fresh and from scratch and I am pleased that my stomach has fared well. Pita and Anna do not speak any English so our Spanish has had to improve on a daily basis. We have relied on the English to Spanish translator on Google which has made it easier to interact and communicate.
I find that it takes a couple of days to unplug from the bustle and intensity of my life. There is something about being away that forces me to unplug and let go. I am grateful for this gift and period of reprieve. During the moments of quiet, when the kids are entertaining themselves, I find myself either reading a new book called Waiting for Autumn or simply surrendering into the void of DOING NOTHING. That surrender takes practice and I find that my psyche defaults on wanting to be productive with DOING rather than BEING. It is a state of mind and presence that takes practice.
As I read Waiting for Autumn by Scott Blum, I am inspired once again to write my own book(s). I have always wanted to write a book (or several) someday and I find myself getting the nudge from the Universe again to revisit this dream. What has stopped me in the past from following through with this desire has been the overwhelming task of picking a topic that would have substantial meaning to the world. Yesterday, however, that overwhelming feat seemed doable and exciting. As I read the semiautobiographical novel about one man's encounter with a wise, homeless teacher that led to a spiritual awakening, I got a clear sense that it was time to share my own journey of finding myself. For over six years, I studied with a spiritual teacher who guided and exposed me to energy, out of body experiences, past life regression, healing, dreamwork, vision quests, astrological influences, the connection of mind-body-spirit, the presence of nature spirits and fairies, and much more. During that intense learning period, I documented and wrote down my personal encounters and experiences of those I witnessed. I must have over 20 different journals that illustrate my growth, evolution and spiritual awakening. Embedded in those journals are gifts - gifts of awareness, learning and insight. These gifts have contributed to the person I am today and have created the foundation for my continuing evolution of expansion and growth. For so many years, I have kept those experiences to myself, thinking that I would be judged, ridiculed, and seen as very weird. But with time, perspective changes. Wiith time, my give a shit factor decreases. With time, my conviction and passion for truth rises. With time and reflection, I am inspired to share. So, for now, while on vacation, I will let this idea marinate in my mind and soul.
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