A journey is best measured in friends, rather than in miles. – Tim Cahill
Friday, March 9, 2012 (DAY 5)
The night passed more quickly, and sleep found me with more ease after participating in the shenanigans of the previous late night conversations. Since I refuse to wear a watch, I have no idea what time I made it to bed, and this is a far cry from my life back in the States, where more often than not, structured appointments dictated my daily schedule and has thereby demonstrated the constraints which permeate the illusion of what life is, to what life can be.
This morning brings a small amount of sorrow as Valentina is departing the island to make her way up to Mexico. I know this is going to be an ongoing practice, saying goodbye to wonderful new people that I am fortunate enough to meet, and, call friend. I have always been a strong believer that people come into your life for a reason and not just out of happenstance. Whether they are lifelong friends or brief moments passing in time, whether they appear to teach you something or whether you are there to affect their life in a way you may never know–it is with this philosophy that I seek to aspire to be no one but myself and enjoy the opportunities that life grants, to me, this truly is the great interaction and dance of life.
The night passed more quickly, and sleep found me with more ease after participating in the shenanigans of the previous late night conversations. Since I refuse to wear a watch, I have no idea what time I made it to bed, and this is a far cry from my life back in the States, where more often than not, structured appointments dictated my daily schedule and has thereby demonstrated the constraints which permeate the illusion of what life is, to what life can be.
This morning brings a small amount of sorrow as Valentina is departing the island to make her way up to Mexico. I know this is going to be an ongoing practice, saying goodbye to wonderful new people that I am fortunate enough to meet, and, call friend. I have always been a strong believer that people come into your life for a reason and not just out of happenstance. Whether they are lifelong friends or brief moments passing in time, whether they appear to teach you something or whether you are there to affect their life in a way you may never know–it is with this philosophy that I seek to aspire to be no one but myself and enjoy the opportunities that life grants, to me, this truly is the great interaction and dance of life.
Motivated to spend more time exploring the island after taking yesterday to recover from my sunburn, I begin walking in the opposite direction of The Split in search of the airfield. You would think I had weights on my legs with the snail like pace I was walking, but when you are in no rush the scenery around you becomes more vibrant and alive. Passing the small colorful shops, each with their own colorful characters accompanying them, smiling at the passing faces of locals and tourists alike, my eyes continue to be drawn to the beautiful blue waters of the ocean because it is unfamiliar to me growing up in land-locked Colorado. My walk leads me further from the shops and people, and as I pass a schoolyard full of energetic children in what appears to be field day. I stop and observe the festivities for a moment, joining in with the other parents and onlookers I am quickly brought back to my youthful elementary school days. As an athletic and competitive child, I always looked forward to field day, collecting as many blue ribbons as possible to bring home full of pride. After several minutes I continue down the dusty road where I am soon lost in my thoughts of peace and tranquility. When I approach the airfield I have hopes of standing there watching a plane takeoff from the mixture of dirt and short blades of grass, but after waiting for fifteen minutes I abandon this plan as the sun continues to beat down upon my still fragile skin, and it is time to make the long walk back.
Even the days that are uneventful still bring a sense of accomplishment, knowing that I have taken that leap towards a life that is without boundaries and every day is a new gift of freedom.
Even the days that are uneventful still bring a sense of accomplishment, knowing that I have taken that leap towards a life that is without boundaries and every day is a new gift of freedom.
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