I forgot that shade existed. I am finally back in the USA where there’s no difference between inside & outside, and the toilet paper actually goes into the toilet instead of the cute little trashcan next door. Everything feels like a dream, so much so that I wouldn’t be surprised if Leonardo DiCaprio came up behind me and told me this was Inception. If it weren’t for my sun-highlights, raw emotions and tears shed over too many goodbyes I might doubt that it all actually happened.
I already miss the soundtrack of waves, laughs and ukulele that we danced to so happily all semester… in the Miami airport we found ourselves trying to speak Spanish to the customs officials and feeling like foreigners in such modern scenery. Though I am yearning to be back in the cerulean waters of the Pacific, I know that the experiences I was living just moments ago are slowly hardening into the memories that will be the foundation for my future.
I used to simply exist but now I know how to live.
The Galapagos taught me a lot – how to scuba, how to surf, how to salsa (link to video below), how to care for the environment and how to be animated and lively in all that you do. Being the high energy bunny that I am, I found the hardest lesson to learn was finding tranquility and peace in all that I do. The worry-free lifestyle showed me to be unhurried and calm at all times, exemplified best when we sat down to eat dinner instead of evacuating quickly to higher ground for the coming tsunami – we got there eventually. I hope to be able to sustain this perspective and zen, to channel it into the crazy American life I once knew and will soon see again. I think this is done best by being present in the moment, by focusing on one thing at a time rather than spreading your attention thin or multitasking to the point of losing reason for doing the tasks in the first place.
The past semester has been one of the most (if not for childhood then the most), carefree times in my life. Swimming every single day (yes my goal was accomplished), playing in the sun and sand, and no worries except getting home for dinner on time… Though at times I missed people and home dearly, I was happy through and through. Whether I was high off the adrenaline of jumping from a cliff or excited after seeing a school of jumping dolphins, or simply sitting on a buoy watching the rippling world flow by, my soul was happy.
It is this deep, penetrating bliss that I wish to keep alive as well, and to appreciate all that is around me – to see the best in all things, places and most importantly, people. I think that anywhere can be a special, magical place if you find the right souls with which to share it. I am so thankful to everyone who made my experience so magnificent and so unforgettable – I could never do justice in capturing all that I feel and felt in words, but thanks to all of you who came along or read along, it means the world to know you were there with me.
I can’t say exactly how, but I feel like a different person, just how a paintbrush is changed after making artwork – it is perhaps more tired and worn from being pushed this way and that, but it has a vibrant masterpiece to show for itself. And, like any good brush, after a little warm water and TLC, it’s ready for the next blank canvas.
This evolution isn’t over yet.
But I’m afraid this blog is. Thanks for tuning in, until the next adventure abroad! Love you all!
Here’s a link to the masterpiece of the semester – Baby there’s a shark in the water!
Here’s a link to the salsa performance we performed in on our last week (I’m all the way on the right in the black dress)