Wishes of warm sand underneath my feet brought me back to Goa and her golden beaches and unending greenish blue ocean. Now I have sun on my skin and sea-breeze in my hair! What a wonderful place for a restful vacation.
Still it is somewhat strange to be back, I did not believe I would return to India. Also it was not an easy decision to go here since my heart longs to Israel. Then it is soothing to hear Hebrew spoken at times, and to hear the sound of matkot played on the beach. Or to run into a friend from Israel mere coincidence. I know I have to do this journey though, and I am grateful for each day.
I’m staying in a hut with roof-terrace and a sea-view at Cheeky Monkey at Arambol beach (not that I have seen the monkey yet). Discovering nice spots around where I can treat myself to my India favourites: lassi, ginger lemon tea, kofta, korma, idlis and butter chaklis... Or where I can sit and read and write in the cool shadow of a mango tree.
I keep my morning meditation and shanti yoga practice, do some reading and sunbathing in the afternoons, take sunset walks and skygaze at night. The Shiva moon and bright shining evening stars Jupiter and Venus are watching.
The first few days I made friends with two ‘white Nigerians’ who came here with the same flight: Lutz from Germany and Richard from Switzerland. They had grown up together in Africa and shared many lively stories from that time. They were great to hang out with and they gratefully kept a kind eye on me when I got a first round of welcome-to-India-Delhi-belly (now fully recovered). Now they are off to follow ’the hippie trail’ southward in Goa.
Yesterday I took a daytrip to Candolim beach where my friend Julie from Norway just arrived. We had a lovely day sharing life stories and experiences in the shadow by the beach. On a walk I fed an elephant a snack for the first time in my life, which made me pleased like a child! Much looking forward to Julie’s visit to my beach next week!
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