I think I’d miss you, even if we never met.
Everyone I`ve ever met, everywhere I´ve been, everything that’s happened, lives on inside me.
This doesn’t make any of it any less real.
Sun sending shadows over mountains ahead of me,
Alone in this wilderness, I am free
Light illuminating another part remaining a mystery,
Step by step, through this Incan history
Huffing and puffing, each step with less air,
Crisp cold wind blowing through my hair
Curious eyes peeping out from beyond,
Watching and waiting for us to respond
Temperature dropping, stuck still in awe,
This spectacle around me has no flaw.
- October 1st 2012, Peru
You see beyond what lies before you.
I am learning.
I am growing.
I am feeling the saturating sensation of seeing the world how it really is. Not just as we choose to see it.
I am finding the last few pieces of the puzzle that I am.
Truth lives on inside us, deep enough to doubt it´s existance, but strong enough to give us hope. When night turns to morning, when the darkness sucks away the light, don´t forget who you really are, don´t lose sight of the light inside you.
Out in the Amazon, nature in bloom
I think of you, in sol and moon
River flowing, metres from me
Birds chirping, flowers and trees
I sit in this bungalow, peaceful and silent
And wonder how the world became violent
Is it because we are selfish with greed?
Or do we look, but choose not to see?
I am in love with everyone I have ever met in one way or another.
At times I have to pinch myself to feel if this is real.
In one week, I will be camping in the Amazon Jungle.
In one month, I will be exploring Machu Picchu.
In three months time, I will be on a boat heading to Antarctica.
But for today, I am here, exactly where I’m meant to be.