Comfortable in my skin

Sitting here, thinking what I want to write about.

I'm thinking I cannot force anything. As my teacher Jonah states " I cannot push the river".

The more relaxed I feel in the moment, the more joyful I am during the moment, the easier life gets. Whether it is travelling or anything else.

At the moment I am just smelling my lots of "nows".

A nice smelling food made by my mother.

A conversation with my dad. Without the anger and resisance to his thoughts and words.

A trip with my sister.

A visit to an old friend who has a 3 year old running around...

Yes, I could moan about the lack of spiritual people. Yes, I can be angry of all the people judging my hair and clothes.

But I decide not to be angry. I'm just listening to the words and letting them flow off me like water. These words don't hurt me like they did in the past.

I feel more conforable in my skin.

And I realise that this city of 70.000 inhabitants is full of life. Citizens cleaning the forests. Music schools performing in theaters. My old teachers are going into politics.

I sit back and take my time. Who am I going to speak to next? What event am I going to attend? Observing rather than engaging. 

I am more than certain that the right people will come my way. The right circomstances will be perfect for me to blossom. And this is a kind of wisdom I aquired through the years. I used to be very anxious to do, to do, to do. I could not wait. I could not observe.

I move but I don't expect. I walk, but I don't expect. Expectations are painful and I try to avoid them.

I just am...

PS I could not resist posting some more photos from my trip in Naousa...