My Spiritual Ego - Morning pages einer Erwachenden

Honking he’s passing by in his old VW bus, my friend pointing to me. Lina I’m coming he yells out of the window. I guess that’s what I liked about him. His energy that was all, even when I don’t know him. I wanna only to give you a hug. And that’s all it was. A few moments, a drink, a long warm, excited hug. The merging of energies, not only us but our British bestest. As if we’ve called it. It’s short, it’s fun, it’s all I needed, making me happy. The different contacts coming together in a special moment. I want to see you again. That moment would come sooner than expected minutes later at the beach when as every day we go to refresh our hot bodies from the burning sun.  I see his car coming as his rafting crew arrives. I fight my way out of the water to give him another wet hug. Is this your wife? I’m already running back to the shore laughing. No I yell towards him, with my back turned to the traveler.  We go back, the sun is stronger than the days before, challenging ev...

 ~  DonaLove ~ Sitting in the armchair under the tree staring at all the guys sitting on the wooden tables drinking beer on the early afternoon. I enjoy it. Too hot to do much else than chillin in the shade eating ice  cream and drinking beer. The ice cream man. Jimmy. Seems we have made it a habit since I asked him the first day to bring some, the next day to stop for it on the way to the blue eye and yesterday returning from the river. So there he comes again with a whole box of ice creams, making all of us really happy. "He loves you" she says to me while I'm cutting the vegetables for cooking on the outside gas flask. I look at her "he's good to everyone“ „yes this is true but not everyone understands him".  For this she loves me, she sees me, she loves me so whole­heartedly like I know only few do as only few see me as she sees me. Making me a greater person. When every day she brings my good sides to light, cherishing them, strengthening them, apprecia...

I haven’t seen my friend for 2 years 🧘🏽‍♀️super summer surprise. Welcome home 🇦🇱 Lina. 11:11. What can I say it remains the time of the day no matter what. I’m at the river, late morning hours, the sun strong out again as every day now. Finding my friend down the shore as expected. I dive into my sweet little water cave. The perfect cooling spot in the shade, sitting in the smooth sand that will serve me as a mud peeling later on, meditating, refreshing, view on the rock and the green mountains. I could go into this routine every morning. Covering myself in the mud, my skin becoming soft, cooling down to a point that I start to feel a bit cold. Says the person sleeping with two blankets in 35 degrees. He’s laughing.  But this won’t be the only activity for today. When I return, eating, drinking, refreshed to the bones, the whole group is getting ready to search for the magical black eye that had appeared in front of me the first day from the top when I was missing it two year...

Sitting in what reminds me of the Marshrutkas of my next favorite Sakartvelo. Georgia. The small busses going in between the cities in these small mountain countries. Exactly two years ago I find myself in the same spot on a motorbike on the back of a new pickup. This time in opposite direction. Back to home. The camping, move love and sweet mother of choice. Two years. And here I am again being picked up first late night from the airport to make sure I’ll get to my host safely and dropped only 12 hours later at the bus to my focus destination. My focus of so many months… slowly leaving the city after arranging the necessities, running my errands in the first half of the day, the sun already more than bearable. Finally getting to a phone shop, getting my new Sim, I cannot believe what I see. Your pin is: 1111. I look at the time and my foot. Triple synchronicity. 11:11. Who believes in coincidences? I sure do not. My traveling souls with me, our three year anniversary. Two years ago ri...