Myself Once Again

More than 3 weeks staying in this lovely paradise called Ubud, far away from the hustle bustle of the big city, I realized that I’ve becomed more and more in touch with myself, and to add up the joy, I am much healthier. Many physical disturbances I had when I was in Jakarta dissapeared and I didn’t even realize it. I simply wake up every morning, with no plans, do whatever I want or whatever I can think of (eat suckling pig as much as I want, do little shopping, stroll around the streets, have a nice glass of my favorite iced tea), travel around, and voila, I’m happier and healthier than ever.

But most of all, I think what I appreciate the most from this (looong) holiday is the fact that I can get connected with myself all over again. I feel like I’m getting to know Jenny better and better every day. What she feels. What she wants. What she desires. What she likes and dislikes. She’s not a stranger anymore. I love her.

I let myself feel and experience things more. I meditate more. I judge less. I whine less. I complain less.

I enjoy talking with strangers. We could talk for hours and never know each other’s name and it’s fine. I love having drinks with new people who eventually became my friends. I love being myself, wearing just what I want every day, speaking my mind freely, not disturbed by what others may think of me. I am myself every single day and it’s been fantastic.

I laugh more.

I cry more.

I love more.

And life’s never been this beautiful.