It’s been a looong time between posts, and I’m not going to apologise for that. Nor promise to be better in future. Who knows what will happen, and I’ll write again when I feel like writing again.
After a year and a half in Byron Bay, I’m preparing to travel. The last few weeks have been a crazy whirlwind of work and packing up my house - working out what to take, what to store, what to sell, and what to give to whom. I think I’ve offloaded enough stuff to Vinnie’s to open a new store.
I’ve been so busy that I haven’t had time to feel anything. I haven't even begun to process the fact that I’m giving up this dream life (for a while - I'll be back at some point) of living in beautiful Byron, training the next generation of yoga teachers.
I know that I need to sit down and have a good cry about the end of this chapter (those of you who know me well know that I’m a pretty good crier). Hopefully I’ll have time to do that soon or it’s likely to happen at a completely inopportune time and it’s likely to be messy.
I also haven’t had time yet to get excited about what’s to come, and that’s okay. I can save that until I get on a plane. Because this beautiful man and I are heading on an adventure. We want to explore this crazy magnetism we have towards each other; to give this challenging, passionate, sometimes volatile, relationship a real go.
He’s spent some time here in Byron. I’ve spent some time in his home of Chiang Mai. He doesn’t want to live in Byron. I don’t want to live in Chiang Mai. The obvious solution was to move somewhere new. Once we came to that realisation, we had a conversation that went something like this:
Dan: I’ve never been to Africa.
Me: How about north Africa? Like maybe Morocco?
Dan: Morocco. Yes.
And there you have it. Decision made. Neither of us speaks Arabic, or French, or Spanish. We don’t have friends or family anywhere nearby. Honestly, we don’t know much about Morocco.
But we do know how to open our minds and hearts to a different culture, how to communicate with smiles, and how to breathe and meditate when it gets tough. It won’t all be beautiful vistas, elegant décor, and mint tea, and that’s just fine. We’ll face the hard times together, supporting each other and knowing that growth comes from being challenged.
In the meantime, we have one more week in Byron, a road trip to Sydney, and a few days in London then Brighton before we land in Morocco. If you're near any of those places and you want to catch up for yoga, acro, a hug or some vegan eats, get in touch!
Love you! xx