The moment she stepped on the land, to check out the place where they will be potentially living, there was no turning back. She felt home. Yet she tried to deny it. As it was so very different from everything she has ever known from before. Tried to protest against it, even semi-faked a terrible bad mood to distract the attention. Semi, because she recognised it quite soon that it was just the programming. Automatisms. Fears. Excuses. To distract. To hold back. To keep everything under control... Haha, so pathetic. And so hard to recognise.
But eventually, she listened to her feelings... She's been practising it for some time now. They emerged with a supernatural power to help her win the battle of truth over her mind. They always show up in the right moment. And they are always right...
I had my nails done. It was a last minute decision. I was lucky to grasp the last opportunity of the day. The Nail Salon I went to is ran by Vietnamese. Very common in this part of the world, and an interesting resemblance with Parisian beauty salons ran by Chinese ladies. The ladies here are smiley, quick, the service is relatively good price, a simple manicure is around 25 NZD. I'm not sure if it will last very long, maybe 7-10 days (probably less if you dig in the ground planting seeds every day - promise I'll test it haha!), but considering that you get it in 30 minutes, without appointment, even just before they close the shop, with a mini hand massage included, I think it's a great choice for a spontaneous mama trying to make the most out of a little Me Time...
It all started with the secret plan of the husband. A secret plan that wasn't actually a secret plan at all, as she was fully aware of it, agreed to it, and in the bottom of her heart even wanted it... But in her most unsure and fearful moments she tended to believe it's not happening. At least not with her... How could this be possible... And so quickly? Her heart said yes, but her mind... Well, is she absolutely crazy? Is she really going to give up The Big City Life? The vibe, the buzz, the glamour, the social, the people, the culture, and retreat into the wilderness of a farm life? And, even more, willingly?
Today I started the day early. Benefits of the jet lag. :) We have been away for some time. We were back home. And now we are back home. Evergreen paradox of the global living, switching countries, switching lives. :)
As I was walking down the beach this morning, I felt incredibly peaceful. I missed this beach. The beach that means in a way home to me for the last year. The smell of the sea, the sound of the waves, the morning sun. The space. The energy. The ocean bliss. And all the relaxed feelings it comes with. People taking it easy. Having a walk. Happy doggies running around, playing in the water. A total no stress attitude. A total slow down. Living the moment. It was good to be away a bit, and to look at it again, with a fresh eye.
One year. It's been one whole year. One whole year since the moment we sat on that plane. Excitement in the air. Smile on our face. Destination - Magical, fascinating, breathtaking. New Zealand. :) Time to reflect!
I believe we have all got wings. However, there are times when they might be broken. When they might need a rest. To recharge. To heal. To recover. Or just grow. To fill up with energy. Power. Life.
Until the moment comes, when those beautiful, strong wings can spread again, or spread wide open for the very first time. When you can finally spread your wings and fly...
"Nothing happens ahead of its time."
And nature keeps inspiring. And what needs to happen always happens.
Just like this sunset. With the huge rock appearing in the tiny shell.
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My love to travel. To be on the road over and over again. A way of life. And sensations born within.
Travelling. Short term. Long term. Alone, with friends, with family. To the shop around the corner. To the end of the world. Across cultures, continents. To a destination. Through a stage of life.
Travelling genuinely shapes me. Been on the road my entire life.
But what does travelling really give me?
I have been trying to find the best way to express how I have been feeling recently. To put it in words. To write it down. To make it "tangible". To visualise it. To see it clearly in front of me, with my own eyes. To better understand it. To truly embrace it.
Guess what I came up with?! :)
One week ago we were still in Europe. Unbelievable. I am not sure if I am fully aware of the situation yet. We really made it! We DID move to New Zealand!!! After all these months of dreaming, planning, preparing, here we are. Enjoying the views of the most beautiful beaches of the world.
The first days flew by. Arrival. Jet lag. Trying to sleep. Trying to sleep back. Traveling a bit. Organizing our new life. Getting around. Phone. Bank. And the others... And we still have some big challenges ahead - finding a car and a place to stay. To call it a new home. Far away from home...
“One’s destination is never a place but a new way of seeing things.”~ Henry Miller
I find this quote very relevant at this moment of my life. Traveling and moving to a new place opens your eyes, opens your soul. It gives you a new perspective. It gives you wings to fly, to discover. The world, the others, yourself... And... sooner or later, it also places you out of your comfort zone. To contemplate, meditate, reflect. And thus make you grow.
I have been traveling all my life. Moved to a new place, to a new country several times. I learned to cope with change, although it was very hard at the beginning. Changing homes, changing environments, changing lifestyles, changing school, changing work, changing colleagues, changing friends, changing basically everything. You leave things behind that make you feel secure. Not easy at all.
But it made me stronger. Now I just love it. In a way it sets me free. It makes me stretch my boundaries. And learn something new every day.
Settling in. Adjusting. It takes time. Energy. Effort. First joy and then pain (or vice versa). First, everything is super exciting, new, full of new impressions. Then comes the time when you realize you have a culture shock, you are homesick, you miss your environment that you are so used to. You get frustrated and don't find your place. It happens to everyone, I would think even to the most experienced travellers. Just a question of time.
Many people asked us how are we so brave (or "crazy") to make this big move. How on earth? To leave to the other end of the world. In kilometres and time. Far from home, family, friends. Plunging in to the unknown and insecure and undefined. Leaving a relatively comfortable life behind. With a small baby.
We just wanted to follow our dreams. Not to wait until we grow old and regret that we have never done it. We fell in love with this country some years ago. The nature, the laid back lifestyle, the love for outdoors, work-life balance, the people. And it is a perfect time in our life to make this move. Now or never. We planned it. Prepared it. Saved for it. Drew up the pros and cons. Weighed the scale and made some tough compromises. And yes, ultimately followed our dreams!!!
This moving really put me out of my comfort zone. I spent the last few days trying hard to reflect upon it... I knew it will be like that. And I wanted it. I just didn't think it will come so fast. Maybe it is because I am also traveling an inner journey of deeper self discovery. Maybe it is also because it is the first time that I am moving abroad as a wife and a mother, not as "me". Maybe it is because of the huge jet lag.
I wonder where this dream, this journey will take me. Exciting, isn't it?
All inspired by a cup of tea...
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