There are two things, I have to tick off my list, when I come and visit a new country: First of all to do a work experience in any kind ... preferring at a place with educational or ecological background ... something with self-sustained living is also fine for me ... ending up in a hostel is kind of unusual for myself. But it was the first tick off of my list ... and I really made a great choice spending a couple of weeks in the Golan Garden Hostel in Kazrin, the self named Heart of the Golan Hights. It's a cosy place. It's chilly. It's almost too relaxed ... and we have a great time here. Everybody is making themselves a great time here. It's about being. Being the self, that you can be as much as possible ... and we do have the space here to explore ourselves on a very different level.
When she was laying in the hammock and getting carried away by an old intensely felt moment, she hadn't thought of for a while. She wanted to give herself truly to it. But there was no time for it. She got called to help to carry the firewood over the river. There was a new adventure ahead. A new moment, she can look back ... but, will she? Had the moment the same intimate sensibility than those moments, she lived through on the farm? Why comparing those to different lives and personalities? Why not being fully open for the new? 'Cause there are possibilities that you carry with you more from other places, moments, lives than from others ... and she felt the energy surrounding and bounding her legs. It's like being emotionally and therefore also personally stucked in between time and spaces. Why are simiar moments coming up? Why are similiar situations and feelings arising in her? Why was she comparing?
Not every time. She also felt so often a new big emotion arising in her chest and heart. It was like her heart were extending, expanding and full of joy and happiness and tickles and vibrations ... it felt huge ... and big ... and heavy ... and filled ... it felt growing, expanding ... not able yet to carry the emotion, that she was capable of feeling. She also felt that this arising emotion wanted to reach out to other hearts, souls, people and emotions. She felt the urge for connection.
Most of the time she felt this arising heartbeat in her chest, when others were talking to her about them in a loving and receiving way. When people seem to understand themselves just in the moment slightly more better than before. When they were talking about subjects and objects that appeared to them as important, felt and energised.
Some days she was fully given to the places and the people she was surrounded with. Than there were times, where her mind was just wondering of ... of to long ago lived moments. Seeing people relaxe and find space and room to think, feel and live through old times, to clean themselves from those old boundaries of life, time and space.
It's the mind, that you are about to set in motion, imagination, time and space ... create your live and imagen. Imagen new adventures. Trust. Believe. Have faith. Let the old go and dive into the new ... a new world of colours, smells, pictures, sounds and moments.