What a Year Three Traveler Thinks About in the Middle of the Night- Philippines
A dear friend from Boquete, Panama just sent me the nicest email. She is a missionary of love. Her name is Heather and we had the esteem joy of working/volunteering with her while we lived in that lovely community for 3 1/2 months. Heather dedicates a huge chunk of her life to helping furry friends become adoptable (that’s where Kobi’s volunteer work came in) and helping less furry friends [mankind] become more full of light (that’s where I stepped in). We had so many beautiful moments. She gave and gives our kids, and us, and all around her so much. A true hero.
So, this personal message from Heather introduced a lovely slideshow of inspirational nature shots and words. I wanted to share this with you, and the thoughts that have been running through my head the last two days:
I believe I am blessed with wonderful friends and family,thank you all for your prayers and support throughout this rocky road called life:)
peace, light love and laughter to all, heather
That true friendship continues to grow,
even over the longest distance.
Same goes for true love.
I’m thinking about how pregnancy gets you ready for the crazy concept of actually having to look after a child. How you are clueless as to how to do it, and I was so full of fear, and then somewhere near the end of those nine months, the bread is baked in that lovely maternal oven, and you wake up ready. So, next summer, we’re planning to go home, to Israel, for a long as it takes until we can convince the kids to go again, and I’m getting very ready for that. The bread is baking.
I’m ready for my kitchen counter and the sunlight filtering in such joy into that huge living room with all those walls we tore down to bring more of that mountain into the house. I’ve missed my nest. I have.
And I thought about Raffy our retarded friend. I thought about him a lot today and how much I love him, and how much he’s here to teach us, and how I’m still formulating how to write the post about why I will use the word retarded without any of the shame we’ve put into PC. I thought about how will the flight home be and will we be able to use best airline miles credit cards , and will I also cry for a week like my friend Val did when she landed at home?
That you can keep going long after you think you can’t.
That we are responsible for what
We do, no matter how we feel.
That either you control your attitude or it controls you.
And I sat on my porch today and watched Raffy eat his dinner. That is why I would never move from here, even if you gave me a free deal somewhere nicer. I can see Raffy eat and sit there in his chair and play with his hands. I sit on the porch a lot. And I thought about Kobi’s Rescue Dive Course at Savedra Dive Center and how I’m so proud of him, and yet, we miss him, and how crazy is that idea. How can we miss the guy who has been glued to our butt for the past forever, and yes, it is true, we miss him. He walks maybe 6 shops down, and I can see Savedra from my porch at Anthony’s, and we miss him. We will leave here with a Dive Master Kobi and it is just so amazing to see him blossom with a life passion, something he searched for for a long, long time.
That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs
to be done, regardless of the consequences.
That it isn’t always enough,
to be forgiven by others.
Sometimes, you have to learn to forgive yourself.
That no matter how bad your heart is broken
the world doesn’t stop for your grief.
That our background and circumstances
may have influenced who we are,
But, we are responsible for who we become.
And I’m really loving listening and watching this Regina Spektor playlist on YouTube, and how I love her modesty, cuteness, and talent and how much her music and that of others fills my soul. Here’s her newest song. She is just adorable. For the record, her best are Fidelity, On the Radio, and Better.
And I hear the skies thundering and I’m so thankful that it rains at nights, and that all day, we have lovely weather. Sometimes hotter than others, but lovely all the same. I’m grateful that the Gods were kind enough to let Kobi and I have a date out and return in the drizzle to find four adorable children (our three + Raffy) playing Legos in the room. And it stormed, and Raffy ran home laughing through the closed door “Oh, it rain. I wet!” And we talked about the moon being closest to the Earth tonight, and guess what darling Gaia and Uranus arranged for us? It rained, we talked, the skies cleared and we saw that moon, I put the kids to bed with sweet lullabies, and now, it’s storming again. You are too cool nature.
So, it’s later than usual, and the amount of free-flow thought is higher than usual. I shall retire so that I may arise early to exercise. We’ve got the Annapurna remember? We’ll play, yes? If you’ve read it all then incorporate ‘Raffy’ somewhere in your comment so I’ll know you got to this point. This is debatably better than the posts that end in ‘fairy dust’ but considering that he is from the same realm, it’s all cool.
Good night friends.
Final confession: I apologize to the two mosquitoes I just successfully killed on my right arm. Not very metta of me.