Transition into a new Chapter
With a lot of resistance I am finally sitting here @ Alchemy (Raw food Restaurant) in Bali and start to write my first Blog entry:)
Writing was never something I liked, actually in school I really hated it when we had to write essays, so I never really did it. But as we all know, the more resistance we feel to do something the more we actually should do it. To get out of our comfort zone usually holds the biggest gifts. So I will make it my spiritual practice to write an entry at least once a month. Lets see where this journey takes me to. To leave Cape Town and being about 6 month travelling, studying and teaching is what I take as an opportunity to start my blog.
I will write about my experiences and teachings I receive on my journey in the way I see and feel it. So please feel free to give feedback and please question everything. I am willing to be wrong and very happy to see your side on things.
Cape Town – the last weeks before the Journey
The last few weeks in Cape Town were indeed very challenging for me. It felt like a big purge in every way. It all started with having the idea to go for a course of Kambo (frog medicine). Traditionally you go for 3 sessions in a moon cycle. I had already 3 good experiences in the last few years with a single session so I thought it can only be better when I go for the full course, especially as a kind of vaccination before I travel. If you don’t know about Kambo, google it. Its an amazing Medicine in every way.
After my first treatment what was really rough but amazingly held by the practitioner I felt amazing and strong. That lasted exactly 2 day until I caught a stomach bug which knocked me down completely. And you all know, when a man get sick they have to suffer really hard. Luckily I am really blessed that I am surrounded by amazing friends in Cape Town which are caring for each other (family). Special thanks to one brother for forcing me to eat a bowl of wild garlic which really did a good job and helped kind of instantly. Not sure if my Yoga students weren’t that happy the next day, I felt like I was a walking garlic glove:)
Shortly after feeling strong again I went for my second Frog treatment which wasn’t less intense than the first one. Feeling great again through my eye lasik operation with an amazing result I was looking forward to finally pick up an old best friend from Germany from the airport to have an amazing time together. And yes we had an amazing time, mainly amazing talks in between the runs to the toilet. We both got hit by gastro and flue which basically lasted the whole visit. The irony is that all the water I saved in the last couple of month (water restrictions in Cape Town) were blown out in one week. Anyway, going on travel for 6 month and not being in the country is probably the most efficient way of saving water. Amazingly the sickness gave us a break of 2 days in which I took him on a shamanic healing ceremony which wasn’t less purging but a very deep amazing experience for both of us. After all I can say this was probably the deepest cleanse and purifying process I ever went through and most probably necessary for whatever reason I haven’t figured out yet. I can only guess it was a preparation for a new chapter in life. I decided not go for 3rd course of the frog treatment.
Finally back on track there was the urge to get my strength back as quickly as possible and getting a lot of stuff done before I leave – only about 10 days left. I reduced my belongings to 4 black boxes which felt really amazing. I also wanted to sell my car and yes, practicing a lot.
The universe decided differently! I was rushing to a friend to drop of the 2 pieces of furniture I own before I had to go to a client and after that, I wanted to go to Jims class @reunionyoga. I must say I wasn’t really present that day. At his house I saw my old pull up bar installed. I couldn’t resist to do a few quick pull ups. I think it was number 9 when the whole installation broke down. As the bar wasn’t that high I did them with bend knees what was the reason to land on my big toes first, then knees then hands. After the first shock I looked to my foot and couldn’t really recognise it as a foot anymore and this was a bit scary. I am not sure what was more painful, the actual pain or how it looked and knowledge from experience that something like that usually takes 6-8 weeks to heal:(
After 2h hours of waiting at the hospital I finally went for x-rays and luckily the big toe was only dislocated. It took them 3 attempts to put it back in place. This painful procedure was followed by a moment of pure bliss as I saw my foot looks like a foot again.
The lesson was clear to me! At any time your life can change in a split second completely and everything what was important before is finally so unimportant. I am actually really grateful that it was such a gentle reminder, I got much worse reminders in the past. Taking it easy and being grateful for every moment we have, guess I got it! Life is to precious to waste it with worrying, stress, etc. most of it is anyway just a story in head.
Slowly recovering, giving up my flat and moving for the last few days to a friends place I got really exited about my upcoming journey. Finally I thought my last class, more verbally than anything else, humping around through the classroom what I took as challenge and I actually decided to demonstrate less in the future. So I can even be more with the student and observe and adjust them.
Because of this whole toe story I decided to skip selling my car and keep it. I really tried to take everything more easy now and gave it to the Universe. You really wont believe what happened, 2 evenings before I was supposed to fly, I had a letter on my car saying that someone is interested to buy it and a phone number. And no, I didn’t have a sign selling or anything on the car. I phoned the guy, he came and paid cash the money I wanted for it:) So easy when you take it easy 🙂
It still took me another 3 days to eventually leave because of not getting my ticket, cancelled ticket, no return ticket, etc. another story of obstacles all the way which felt like something is holding me back. Most probably I was creating these obstacles myself unconsciously. To go into the unknown is very scary and
We are often trying to avoid that, even when we are not aware of.
`When everything is going against, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind not with it.` Henry Ford
Arriving the first time in Bali
On my way to the Island I stopped twice, in Joburg and Hong Kong. Every time I had to check out the luggage and check it back in again. And it was a lot as I took also the surfboards for my friend as well as my guitar. The first flight was cancelled so I had to purchase an extra ticket . In Joburg in order not to miss my connection flight I had to run to the counter. They told me I cannot fly without a return ticket. So I told them I will buy one in Hong Kong what worked with the disadvantage to check the luggage out and in again. Anyway, all this little obstacles took me in a place of surrender with a big smile on my face as I knew that nothing, except a plane crash, can stop me now from my adventure.
Finally I landed in the evening in Bali. Wow. Already at the airport there was the smell of incense. My friend send me a driver who was already waiting with a sign. It took us about 1.5 h to Ubud where I stayed the first few nights at my friend beautiful house. Even the drive was in the dark I noticed already all the little temples and statues. Especially Ganesha was everywhere, basically every house has a Ganesha statue in front. That really convinced me that the time of obstacles is now over. Ganesha is also known as the remover of obstacles. After I arrived at my friends place we both were very happy to see each other, a quick hug, a quick shower and then of to the Bali Spirit Fest. Amazing food, awesome smells, dance, music and smiling people everywhere. After all the challenges in the last few weeks it feels like a beautiful dream. A dream in the dream. That night I slept like a baby and didn’t feel any jet lag at all (6h+ in Bali). The next 2 days I probably spent 16 hours a day on the Festival and enjoyed myself with talks, workshops, movement, breath work and lots of treatments:)))
Next blog in about 3 weeks – life in Bali and more ….