Traveling far from home and for so long is like that giant step out of beaten paths that makes you quivering with intense joy.
Walking in the wild stretched toward the sky in shimmering landscapes or being shaken amid the hustle-bustle of a frantic town.
Making my way from the heart of a place, its outskirts, its outer fringes, its shanty towns or glittering neighborhood. I went through them.
Experiencing waves of mixed feelings swelling gradually.
Going through a series of emotions hard to name.
Falling like a log when overwhelming fatigue makes you slump.
Thinking with a twisted tongue that mixes up all the languages in a same sentence.
Moving through the World in every directions alters the whole chemistry of your body.
My breath mingled fresh air and stench.
I spun around all my dwelling places. I smelled all types of languages, food, air, nature, plants, spirituality, music, tales of the people.
I was enthralled while my brain teemed.
Away from the hubbub of the world, I would observe the world from the inside for months.
Stand still within earshot, I’ve observed the flaws and wonders of the Human kind.
At dawn, under a pitched roof, near the sea, near a waterfall or hillock, with my hair all disheveled, I would stand without the least wavering of thought.
I have relished this beautiful solitude. I walked away from pitfalls of easy judgement on what my eyes could see, goaded by my intuition.
Walking, driving , flying, sailing from a place to another left large swaths of reality.
Everywhere is my home when I decide it. There’s no point in space that is not a center.
Once the boundaries of the world mindset shatter, peace sets up completely and the consciousness can no longer go astray.
Still and present, I unraveled the skein of my own life and welded all the parts.
My heart is still always deeply pervaded by the warmth of the world even if the daily news only show its darkest sides.
I feel its warmth turning around like swarm of bees.
With shuddering limbs, new emotions are rekindled, triggered.
Traveling is like uprooting non essential matters. It divests me of something daily.
It leaves a lingering impression of lightness and being closely, tightly and intimately linked to the world.
I’ve never felt a bit of a pang at the idea of leaving a place to another. (Only when I left Brazil to be honest!!)
I am now sated.
Most of all, I really know how it feels TO BE.
I know how it feels to be really FREE.
FREE and AWAKE!!
Peace and Bliss