26.07.2010 Norway

So here I am ..... Norway, the beginning of the dream as i like to call it. It is the end of my second day here and i am starting to believe the saying “ The man makes the place”.
Indeed we make the places we walk on.
Here i am in the middle of no were , surrounded by so many strangers, nice strangers, some even cute strangers, and i love it. For the first time in a very long time i feel myself. I feel free and ready to explore new possibilities. A lot of the people here share my beliefs, my dreams, have the same goals and even if many of them don’t know this yet they are all searching for themselves. They like to call it being bored with what they had back home, but is the same.
So the trip day was like a breaking point for me, i thought about all the ones i left at home and maybe, just maybe i lived one of those movie moments ..... i called him to say goodbye and he wanted me back.... my heart is still with him most of the time but all i want to do now is thank him for the movie moment. I really needed it.
Most of the people here are complaining, about the food, the weather the boring moments of the day..... the humanly complaining subjects. Somehow it makes me wonder what do we want in the end. Maybe is Love, love for life , love for and from others, love for our work, our children...... why we always search and in the complain?
I hope by the end of this program to find the answer to this question.

Peace Corps

Iceland for me ....

I am home for 2 weeks now, but I still think about it. Someone told me I should take my soul out of there and get it home with me :). On the other way all my life I did this. I took my soul out of the places it loved to be and kept it with me were it was supose to be.

Iceland was just the beginning. My soul got it's unswers there. I try to put them in order now.

I don't even know when I decided to go there . It just happened. All the "road" until i reached Iceland it was a complete mess. I got there 26 hours later then i was suposed to arrive ( flights lost and some delayed). My luggage was missing, I had no local money and the Flybus that should take me to town was gone for 2 minutes. The next one came 3 hours later:). But it was this lady. She got me a coffee and smoked with me until next flybus came. She huged me in the end and wished me a nice stay and lots of fun.

And I had a nice stay and lots of fun :). I met wonderfull people, I enjoyed every minute of my staying, I found out things about me that still amaze me. And I am full of questions now. What is going to happen next, what I want to do , were I want to go and what is the purpose.

It is dificult for me to describe the feeling I had while I was there. It was Peace. Just peace and joy........ enjoying life, people in my life, old friends, exhusband, family...... new friends, new experiences, courage for the life I always wanted to live.

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Travels

I will start this new chapter ..... about the World, about Me in the World
No metter the reasons, no metter the time this was and it is my biggest dream. To see the World. To know the World.

During my 29 years of life i traveled, like a good and common traveler, I saw some common European Capitals, something that every turist must see. It was ok but let's get real. How much can you feel the place when you are there for 1 week. How much can you know the people leaving there, theyr habbits, theyr food and drinks, theyr mind and soul......

Like when I was in Barcelona and I visited Sagrada Familia. I went there with some machine telling me a little story about it, it was way to crouded for my taste, I tried to actually SEE something, smell the air, look at the wonders ...... but I was always keeping the group so they hurried me and so on. I would love to go back there, maybe I can actually see this wonder. And all the other wonders that Gaudi spread around this magnificent city.

Same story about Milano, Istanbul, Monte Carlo and so on.

You need time and desire to try to know at least a small part of this places, this places that are a part of the world we live in. How can we not be curious? How can we...