Dear Reader,
There's something in the air...
The scent of rain permeates the lingering smells of China Town's wondrous cuisine 🍜
I hear the familiar sprinkles tapping on the roof... 💧
The water has come to cleanse, once again, after my few weeks of healing in Vietnam and a vibrant storm in Cambodia. Grounding. Elevating.
The soft touch of the droplets landing on my skin takes me back to the realm of Shadows and Strangers 🖤
As the rain eases I hear the sounds of the streets around me, the glorious chaos of scooters, stalls, forever instilling an image of bright familiarity 🛵
I miss the roughness of Cambodia's roads, the 5 person motorbikes and intriguing characters.
Angkor Wat, with it's deep spiritual power, was a pleasure to witness with the lovely Victoria from Kactus. Temples combined with trees. Spirits combined with dreams.
Of course the same Swedish girl, Amanda, who road with me from HCMC to Phnom Penh was on my sunrise tour ☀️
Of course the lady, Glene, on my bus to Siem Reap also just happened to pass by when I was leaving Cambodia... Another big hug 🤗
Yes.
The interconnectivity is powerful.
Arriving in Bangkok, after a longer journey than expected, and meeting a client with whom I've worked for 18 months, restored in me a sense of purpose to a role that is often challenging 🌟
All the special connections I have made the last few months 💓
All the little pieces falling into place so that I can continue my journey 🐾
As I witness the storm cloud, lingering on the horizon, aware of the ominous presence within, I am reminded by a wise person that it is a cycle within which we find ourselves ☁️
My time in this part of the world seems to be drawing to a close. For some weeks at least. And I have no idea to when or where I will return.
As I lose myself in the music on my mat, I feel the waves hit me, I feel the sun hold me, the strength of the world in my veins 🪷
I reflect.
And you Dear Reader, thank you for helping me embark on this journey... Stay tuned for what is to come 🫶
Obscurity
✨Watching the waves wrestle the shore,
What strangeness unfolds to reach this moment.
The choice to learn anew,
A decision to delve further
The dark and the light
Colours become more
Too much temptation
Surrender to the spectacle
A dive into darkness
So I delve deep
I am lost
There is a haze of cloud in spite of the sun
The feeling of something out of place
A lingering sense of what is to come
As I step slowly towards the future
The gaze of a strange shadow penetrates
I wonder now, having seen the many faces of the shadow man, the warrior and stranger
What was the hand they played?
And was it that hand which held me
When the body left me to drown?
The sights are lava and frost
Supreme softness brings a welcome thrill
Settled by nature once again
All colours, so bright
And then it is black.
The blanket of obscurity foreshadows what is to come.
My eyes sting
As I feel the change of energy
I am glad of the pain
Whilst I seek meaning in the shade of reason
In the ascent I am supported, eager for the surface
Though it is no longer there
The shadows have reached us- all is black
In my blindness I do not notice the change in air
We make it aboard and the journey is rough
A weary smile, nervous laugh is all we share
As we shelter on the floor.
It is not enough
Deep down, I have already seen it
The lurches leftward are not the worst
It is coming
As I hear the shout from the front I know how this ends
And time stops
And time speeds up
The fall is so slow as the mind stretches
I do not feel the impact of my limp body hitting the side
The ocean takes me in one violent sweep.
The feeling of being crushed
I push upward for air, one second of respite
And I am plunged downward
Then it hits me.
I did not escape that night.
As the luminescence
of the creatures beneath,
does the moonlight continue
to shine past the shadows. ✨
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