Moonly Review 🌘 In Transition
Looking for a boat or, perhaps, looking for myself.
Hello Dearest Human Friend!
It seems that in the madness of the last days in Pico I deprioritized creating this review and the Full Moon turned into a bright croissant in the sky. I bet it tastes delicious.
I'm sitting in Peter's Bar - a legendary sailing hub in Faial Island, the neighbour of Pico. There's a sign on my table:
It took me a while, but I finally departed from my beautiful island, and I'm on my way towards Traditional Dream Factory to take a role of the Summer Steward. But for now, I'm in a space of transition.
I wrote in my journal earlier today, that perhaps looking for a boat is a metaphor for looking for myself. My recent life experience seems to be teaching me a powerful lesson, with the main keyword being "surrendering". The lesson began to sink in as I took the decision to join a Soma Ceremony 🍄 together with a dearest friend of mine. As our Guide and Watcher said, the mushrooms start to work on you the moment you make a decision to welcome them into your life. It's been some serious fun, to watch myself Be with what is coming up, and gradually relax into it and accept myself as I am, without all the unnecessary things that over the years attached themselves like limpets, gradually becoming undistinguishable from the rock underneath them.
So, what is there, underneath?
I'm going to leave you with that question, as it feels unncessary to wrap words around it. May it be a potent prompt, should you choose to ponder on it. Who knows, I might find you sitting on a rock looking towards the Moon Croissant and other celestial bodies, or, perhaps, I might find you on a journey towards a distant shore (wink wink to you, João).
There are a few things that are quite alive in me since my last letter to you. Here's a wee summary:
One of my absolute highlights was spending time with João and recording my first spoken word EP. The first song is finished, and I've published the first version of the mastered audio on my Patreon account. I left the second song with João to bring it to life with music. There's also a third recording, but that'll wait for the second album - whenever the time will feel right. I've been writing poetry / texts / letters for such a long time, and since my trip to the Mainland in the fall last year, I am discovering that speaking them our loud is what they have been waiting for all this time. And I'm done with waiting.
Leaving from Pico meant that I had to let go of my favourite Home ever - The Cabin. I might come back to living there when I return to Pico, but I learnt better than to make plans of that sort. Life's too unpredicatble, and as Greeks say: "when humans make plans, gods laugh." Before departure, I took some time to put together a little virtual tour of my Forest Home. I invite you to come in.There are pics, a video, technical info, and a few reflections of how I'd improve the Cabin design after living there for nine beautiful months.
I published two poems: Walking Home and No Words. The first is inspired by a moment of insight shared with a friend, the second reflects a part of my recent uncoupling.
Speaking of uncoupling, I've started working on my first Zine, bringing together various works inspired by the relationship of 8 years which now came to its end. The topic is definitelly emotionally stimulating, but to be perfectly honest, I'm actually very excited about exploring Zines as a medium of creative expression. I'm not going to rush the process, but so far, I can share that I absolutely love working with an analogue medium compiling text and images.
I've been also paying more attention to trees, which seems reasonable considering that I'm buying almost a hectar of forest. Truth is I know nothing about them, and yet I feel more and more called to connect with them. I'm considering putting together a collection of images and perhaps turn them into postcards and NFTs for Abela Art Fair at the end of July in TDF. Let's see. No rush.
and ofc, there was the Pico Spring Gathering, which was the most powerful Gathering for me. I feel a need to document it and share with you, but I also feel a lot of resistance of spending more time on digital devices and I will prioritize my wellbeing this time. Documentation will have to wait from whenever the time feels right. For now, here’s the video of one of my favourite moments:
I guess that'll do for a little update.
The next step is to find a boat to Lisbon. Since my first time in that city, I've been dreaming of arriving there by Sea. The weather is against me, and unfortunatelly I have a limit of time available at my disposal, which is something that I'm realising is NOT how I want to live my life - but that's an insight that requires some more time to incubate before it's ready to sprout in a letter to you.
For now I surrender.
Perhaps I'm just going to enjoy sitting in Peters Bar, walking around the marina, connecting with sailors and non-sailors, and writing furiously in my journal and Soul. And then fly to Lisbon.
Surrender. Just Be.
The present moment is already perfect.
And I'm here to embrace it with a big smile, in between moments of some serious fun.
Wishing you plentiful of abundance and tranquility!
ps. As for the sign on my table - I was wondering if this idea is foolish or brilliant, but it's actually working like a charm. I've had quite a few people approaching me, which lead to beautiful conversations, but so far not the right sailing fit came out of them. And that's okay. There's a growing feeling in my heart that my time to circumnavigate is coming very soon. Surrender, Flow, and enjoy the Present Moment.