Me Gomera Life

La Gomera

Since Pan-O-Rama I have somehow settled. I live in a paradise garden in the middle of Valle Gran Rey.

I have a room there… actually it is not really a room: there is no walls, no door, etc.

Two cats live with me. Although I live here for two weeks already they are still surprised when I enter my room. Well I guess in reality it is theirs. I am only their guest ๐Ÿ˜‰

Itโ€˜s really beautiful. I wake up to twittering birds in the morning, do my Qi Gong and afterwards usually take my moped to the montains or forrests for a hike.

In the evenings I meet friends for dinner or concerts. There is quiet a lot of concerts – street concerts, bars with live music and there is The Gomera Lounge where also famous musicians perform.

The mix of people is interesting:

There is some real hippies living in caves, some hippies with golden credit cards, some spiritual people, quit a lot of healers, people who live here for the winter from all walks of life, people who emmigrated to this island, the usual tourists and Gomeros of course.

I do not try to socialize too much and still, I meet very interesting people. There are actually very special people around. Most people I meet I learn a lot or get gifts from… like my new hat ๐Ÿ˜Š

Some of people come here for a week or two but stay for a few months.

I can understand why. Gomera life is beautiful, chilled out, amazing nature and a lot of good energy around. If you come here and let go and let things happen it can be a very special place.

Since last week I am finally able to execute my digital detox. Before, I did already abandon news and emails. But this week I was finally able to get offline – apart from writing my blog entries and using the messanger service I need to stay connected to the local community.

It was worth it. Being disconnected, I had a few important insights and quite some lucid dreamsย ๐Ÿ˜‰

So now is the change of season and most people are leaving. On Monday I will retreat into silence for a week and attend a few shamanic ceremonies before I know whatโ€˜s up next.

vox

Crash Test

La Gomera, Spain

Sometimes my ego is quite tricky…

Yesterday, I sat in the beautiful La Gomera woods and thought: โ€žWhatโ€˜s my next step?โ€œ

I played a round of Kelix to find out.

I drew the card โ€žtrustโ€œ…

Right… I forgot… I wanted to surrender…

Next step: Trust life!

Next stop: Surrender.

I take my moped back home… trust life… right… letโ€™s see ๐Ÿ˜œ

I accelerate to 50 on the slippery moutain road… bit more… 60… engine throttle… downhill… 70… 80… I enjoy the ride… right turn… immediate left turn… breaks… dirt on the road… @#%!… slide… crash barrier!

Iโ€˜m alive ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿผ

Trust life?

I only have a little scratch ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผ

Lesson learned you lucky bastard?

Hmm… there is quite a difference between acting like an idiot and trusting life ๐Ÿ˜‰

And yes, I know… next time I will go to hell โ˜บ

vox

Creator

Pan-O-Rama, La Gomera

Sometimes the dust needs to settle to see clearly…

When I arrived at the Pan-O-Rama festival Wendsday, there was calima – calima is Sahara sand up in the air – it basically looks like fog. Everybody said there is that beautiful panorama at the festival but there was only calima to see.

Friday I got up early before sunrise. I had some coffee and went strait to the dance floor ๐Ÿ˜‰

My head went a bit funny so I sat on the sofa outside… looking at the calima-free view for the first time…

Sitting up on a high hill, in front below, from left to right – 180 degree – everywhere I looked there was the atlantic sea.

For a second I felt like a king sitting on his throne looking at his vast kingdome.

Suddenly a guy – dressed like a kingโ€˜s jester – started dancing like a fool in front of me.

I bursted out laughing. I laughed so hard that I had to cry ๐Ÿคฃ

 

The jester became the mirrow of the life I had created over the last couple of years. How did I seriously think I would be able to live a happy life by creating the most restrictive life imaginable to me ๐Ÿ˜‰

Once I stopped laughing, I knew I was responsible for everything that โ€žhappend to meโ€œ.

So rather than creating another life I guess the next stop is: Surrender ๐Ÿ˜‰

vox