a window to life

28.07.23
once again the past two weeks were incredibly full. I travelled down the coast of spain to the voice medicine retreat with uria tsur and from there I continued straight to boom festival: these two events were very special and I will write about them in another moment. I will share some of the medicine I received there with you; but this is not yet the time for it. now I will write about the little details of life lovingly providing a safe and miraculous journey.

at the voice medicine retreat I became friends with zoltan. after voice medicine we travelled all the way to sevilla together and two nights later continued to boom festival.

we brought a sacred mission with us. one of the participants of voice medicine had asked us to perform a ceremony for his family on the earth of sevilla since he wouldn’t make it there. the great grandfather of his son was born in sevilla and had dreamed of moving to costa rica, but he never got there in his life. now his daughter and grandson are living in costa rica and we brought the message back to the roots of this dream in sevilla.

there I sat under a tree and cried. about how meaningful our dreams are that they continue to be dreamed by the generations coming after us. how great their ripples are in the fabric of this world.

in the last weeks and months the sentence „be proud of your dreams“ has been with me at all times. and it touched me deeply to witness this dream and see how it needed time to grow and come alive. to see that even though time had passed in between dreaming and the arrival of the dreams reality the dream had stayed alive. it gave me hope for all of our dreams.

everything works out somehow. when I got my ticket to boom I barely knew anyone who’d go there, didn’t have a tent nor camping gear.

yet everything worked out more than well. zoltan and me travelled all the way to boom, zoltan provided a tent for me, I bought some camping gear from the money I had made selling my art. and then I entered the portal of boom.

one week have I spent in this other dimension by the lake of boomland and eventually I will find words about that. or rather eventually the words for that will find me.

for now it’s just me, here, now. on white bedsheets, in ericeira, the white buildings of this town now shining through the morning clouds.

I left boom with zoltan and two other lovely strangers; his friend and a wonderful woman his friend had met on boom. once again I followed my heart and decided to stay with them instead of finding a hostel and anonymity somewhere in lisbon.

we ended up in an extremely luxurious hotel right by the coast. two stories, living room, big terrace, sauna, pool, all of these things. luxury my budget mostly wouldn’t allow, luxury I was invited to.

this place was filled with music. all of us singing together, how much I have missed this. the joy of transmitting energy through the voice. we went to the beach and watched sunset from a cliff, singing. we found a restaurant with both fish and vegan options and talked for hours.

I was given the space and opportunity to share about my path and my dreams. for that I am very grateful. and so grateful for the loving eyes my friends laid on me as I shared my heart. with little steps it becomes easier. I know I am still hiding parts of myself but slowly, surely I will reveal them. to myself and to the world. more and more I am allowing my dreams to be of importance. more and more I am proudly believing in them.

30.07.23

another two days later. it is night time and I am sitting in the mostly empty airport of amsterdam.
from ericeira I went to lisbon and spent a day and a night there, seeing parts of the city and someone who means a lot to me. now I’m by myself again, at the airport, waiting for another flight that will take me home in 5 hours.