I’m baaaack! In more ways than one. Back from Indonesia and backed away from anxiety. Take a good look at the above pictures.
The picture on the right was taken a day into my trip. Granted I’d been travelling for 20+ hours, and had a Balinese massage that morning, which released toxins and boosted my circulation (hence the puffiness). I was at the start of my purge, my healing had begun..
I came to Indonesia in a highly stressed state. The children of Bali and Lombok islands seemed to really take to me everywhere I went, and kept befriending me with fascination and light in their eyes, filling me with instant joy and laughter. They were selling their wares in the tourist spots; the other tourists didn’t get the same treatment as I, even though I’m sure they had a lot more disposable income than me on this holiday. One child said to me, “Where are you from?” she couldn’t have been no more than 5 years old. I said “London.” She was looking up at me the way I look up at the stars in tropical skies, and exclaimed “Your beautiful!” Well, they got hugs all round and I bought up their stock of rice terrace postcards, protected them from the cars, warning them to be careful with strangers as we walked and talked. I didn’t walk away feeling like I’d been ‘suckered’, I left those kids feeling joyful knowing that I’d made a difference in their lives - I’m certain they felt they made the same impact on me.
The underlying stressors and anxiousness of life show 100% on my face in the right hand picture. My joy is evident, but my weary visage of burden and worry, stands out like a Belisha beacon among these bright, beautiful Balinese children's happy faces.
A stark contrast to the picture on the left, taken 10 days later! My transformation has been literal. My problems and burdens still remain but aren’t shown on my face. It would be magic if it was not real (said in Jesse William's black activist voice).
I’ve realised this magic is me. How I choose to handle life’s challenges. How to let go, be present and be happy, is the real magic.
Retraining myself and default patterning is my continuous education. Indonesia has taught me valuable life lessons.
My follow-up posts will share some of my journey of renewed self-discovery, life lessons and beauty.
Got back home to London as of yesterday, to face new chapters with positivity and hope. A thought turned acronym came to me while away. T.F.H. Trust. Faith. Hope. Is now my new mantra.
I've decided not to allow uncontrollable events and situations define my daily existence. I’ve always lived life on my terms; fully and passionately, but often times forgetting and somehow losing myself within my independent, entrepreneurial, nurturer space.
My happiness is solely dependent on me.
My love of natural beauty is only 100% effective if I choose happiness. Happiness is the foundation for all beauty products and techniques, natural or not.
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