Week Fourteen. In amongst all the crazy excitement that is to be found in foreign skies, green waves, new smiles and tropical fruit my mind and my body decided it needed a break. The heat became almost too much and it was a constant struggle to keep my eyes open and my body moving. I spent most of my time under the whir of the ceiling fan that was never quite fast enough and my mind wandered. With the approach of the full moon there was something in the skies that mad eye start to question why I was both physically and emotionally in the place I was. What had led me here and what would keep me here. This place is so full of beauty but although when I travel I leave part of my life behind, my mind stays with me. I was craving something I had not yet found and would not find within these walls. The thought started to eat away at me and my lethargy grew, but on the eve of the full moon I knew something had to shift. Often when I feel out of my depth, when my energy is low and my mind does not see the light so easily I find solace in music and let my body and mind get lost within the freedom of dance. I danced until I smiled and then I knew what had to be done.
When the full moon rose I packed my bags. It was time to head to the mountains. Time for another adventure.
