Entering Phase II

Recap - Phase I was the initiation period. The, "ok, I can really do this" time. I was so excited to leave on this "exploration," but the day I was struggling to pack up and leave, my heart stopped for a minute as I finally grasped the reality of my decision to really, really leave. Holy Shit. I am doing what? Going where? Never coming back? Seriously? Up until then, it had just been a thought, and suddenly it hit as reality. I feel like the first Phase, settling into the Sayulita Pit Stop gave me the time to gather my courage. Yes, it was a little scary to say goodbye to my family and friends and be completely on my own... But the more I let go, the stronger I felt... I came to realize that everything I needed I carried inside "my" heart and the "need" for "external" support was swept away. I was finally allONE.

And moving into Phase II at the Present Moment, I decided to set my intention to one of cleansing. This would be a time where I could really I could focus on cleaning from the inside out.. surrounded in a loving, nurturing environment. Yoga, meditation, nutrition, tranquility, heat, ocean... If I am asking for a conscious environment, then I better be damn clean myself, right? I want to be looking at clean mirrors, so first I need to clean and polish up the bits of old dirt around the edges. With that full moon intention, one day later, I get hit by the "sick" train... at full speed. Wack! First in the throat... the swollen glands... the all over aches... the fever in the middle of a tropical summer.. and then straight up to the head. I really thought for 24 hours my head was going to EXPLODE! BAM BAM!!! Things were seriously rocking up there... and all I could think was... breathe. This too will pass. Gratitude for the uncomfortable sensations moving stiffened energy though my body... AND.... FUCKING GOD PLEASE MAKE THIS STOP... By the end of Day II, my good buddy Mike took pity on my sad, sick little being, and took a few of us up to the healing waters of the hot springs. Words, again, do not suffice for this MAGICAL experience... but just so you can get a lil taste: fire flies.. dancing ferries... almost full moon reflecting off the healing waters...night symphony...coconut trees...lush...tropical vegetation...the sound of moving spring water...beautiful beings of light and love sharing energy in silent mediation... a small piece of heaven. How could I not be healed? Buddy Mike was right on. A good night sweat, and head was all cleared up and squeaky clean... minus the snot run off, which is nothing to complain about. Who doesn't like to hock a loogie every once in awhile and clean out that old lung mucus? But wait... the cleanse doesn't end there... Were working are way from top to bottom... So adios nasty head-cold-fever-aches... and hola yucky stomach flu... the rolling nausea, the clammies, the pukes, the runs, the works... Day III. 3 being the Magic Number, and viola! Brand New Insides! And feeling goooood.... Mission acommplised/ing? Energy moving. Very nice.

I feel that as I release and let go of whatever it is that I am releasing and letting go of, consciously and unconsciously, im making space for higher, clearer energies in my life. It really is working. The connections im feeling, within myself and with these amazing beings im crossing paths with are definitely of another conscious. Gooooing uppppp....

and on a side note, tropical, humid climate makes great practice for non-attachment lifestyle. the salt, ocean, humid air eats everything up. Better not fall too in love with any possession. enjoy it in the moment, while it's there and functioning, and don't be surprised when it stops working or falls apart. asi es la vida... always changing... inviting you all to take that practice with you and not just keep it for myself down here in the tropics...

besos.

(picture of the place where I get to play yoga teacher....what a princess, eh?)