15/10/2025
It’s 8:30pm, I put my phone on airplane mode, light the candle on my altar and roll out my mat.
My body was calling for it, a practice to integrate this day.
The morning after an acupuncture session always feels amazing. Lucky for me that it’s a 2 minute walk to my good friend’s house where we do the session accompanied by fireside deep chats
The morning started with a surf, as most do. The day was spent at home, and the evening horseback riding with another friend who brought her dream to life in Lobitos.
Now I sit here writing this after a yoga practice.
Once I stopped moving and lay on my back, my legs started shaking.
Those final moments on the mat, a simultaneous release and integration.
A vibration to bring me into the here and now.
How there’s been so much change, work and devotion along the path. Some days feel hard, but this one felt easy.
The discipline of devotional living. What makes the easy days feel easy is the work that’s already been put in.
I so vividly remember the internal battle of learning to surf. Of living here and being so far out of my comfort zone. Of not stepping onto my mat for months at a time. Of numbing myself rewatching Netflix series on the couch. Being able to count my friends on one hand.
I sometimes miss the early days those of having 3G of internet to use each month - but at the time I missed the convenience of wifi.
I stayed because of an inner knowing. I had faith, for no reason. There was no guarantee, no path laid out.
It’s not like this is end game or the final product - 12 years in and it’s a daily decision to move through life here.
And all its different versions, & seasons.
To accept the sacrifices, which eventually lose their value anyway.
Surrendering to the unrelenting force of it all.
As above, so below.
As within, so without.
🌊🌹
