Thank you to all the wonderful messages and response I received to my last post. I appreciate it. Glad to connect with you in different parts of the world in some way.
And then this other photo of me being very happy outside a Fanny shop in Argentina. (In Ireland, the term Fanny means a woman's vagina and I had never seen such a big fanny in my life). As I write, I'm thinking "oooh, this is pretty rude and distasteful" but the photo then, and now, is all in good jest - as much to do with dodgy translations and differences in culture than anything else.
Then is another photo of me from that trip. Hiding from the sun on the salt lakes in Bolivia. It was stunning.
Then there is a more recent photo of my failed attempt to create one of those healthy looking superfood desert type things in a glass jar. Tiz a horrible fail and thank goodness for that. Tasted good though.
And finally, tiz me with a tache. Still not sure about me with a tache. But I've got plenty of fun reactions from people so f*&k it, why not.
#thanks #messy #fails
A blast from the past to about 12 years ago when I was traveling in Latin America with a dear friend.
I had just finished college and wanted to explore. I was blessed to be able to go with such a good companion.
It was such a time of growth and fun. Letting go of old ways and mindsets. Opening me up to new experiences and a new me.
There was a stage while in Argentina that we kept coming across stray dogs who would take their siesta very seriously mid afternoon. They would fall asleep everywhere and anywhere. I'm not sure how it came about, maybe a few nice wines, but we ended up making a series of photos with the dogs by lying beside them. We got them in all sorts of spots. Sometimes the dogs would be dreaming and twitching in their sleep. We'd be trying to take the photo without waking the dog.
We had some much fun! It was simple, silly, and such good energy.
My friend sent me this photo today by surprise - directly after a deep shamanic session... a coincidence I think not! He came across old emails from that time. We were both weak from laughing spontaneously. How good is that!? I share this now because I haven't felt like sharing much recently. The heaviness I have felt this past while has been very real. I have been having some wonderful times (it hasn't been all bad!!) But in general I have been processing a series of loses, the main one being my mum. She is still alive, but is slipping further away with Dementia. It's heartbreaking. I get so blocked bit by bit. I can't release the sadness, the shock, the anger, the disbelief, the horror of it all. I know I need to find ways to free up my channel of letting go. The heaviness can't get out. The light can't get in.
Seeing the photos and talking with my friend, I am reminded of the importance of deep play. Fun, messing, exploring, re-creation. The corporate capitalist model will suck the life from us if we let it. Remember you are more than a number, more than an employee, or even a good tax paying citizen. You are these coz that is the way of it... BUT also
You are wild, you a free, you are beyond the programmed chatter in your mind/in their minds.
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