Arambol kept me longer than I had planned, but prolonged stays always happen for a reason, or maybe two. It is just a feeling inside and you know if it is time to stay or leave. All you have to do is to listen and follow.
Well, I had one practical reason to stay around for a while, since I happened to put myself in a not-so-convenient situation. Ahead of this journey I had super-check on everything – I even started packing a month in advance which has probably never happened before in world history. There was one thing I missed though – that my visa-card expired in February… Thanks to wonderful Carlos & Christina from Ängelholm who brought the new card here, I can happily continue my travels. It must have been the longest mission ever for a postman, respect for that!
The last week I found a very good Kundalini yoga teacher and that gave me lots of inspiration for practice and chanting. It worked really well to set the inner peaceful alarm and get up in time in the mornings. Well, the cockerel in the back yard helped too.
I left Goa with the sweet taste of a last adventure that took me around to some places in the north of the state. To Panjim, the main northern city, and the tranquil sites of Old Goa with their magnificent Portuguese cathedrals near the Mandovi river. To the vibrant intensity of the Saturday night market at Arpora with its laid-back hippies, Kashmiri traders and pulsating trance music. Outside the market a Go-cart-track that had to be tried out, and somewhat to my own surprise, I absolutely loved it! Now I cannot wait to do it again.
Arambol gave me good space for reconnecting and healing, time to get the cold winter out of my body. Thank you for a restful vacation on your beautiful beaches that were my home for five weeks! I already miss the ocean…
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