Gratitude, uncertainty and loving feedback

It gets lonely, it gets frustrating and overwhelming, it feels sad and pointless when uncertainty dominates the horizon. “What am I even here for?”

I’m far from loved ones, far from any form of reliable safety net, far from feeling protected and cared for and far from hugs, love and any realistic potential for growing roots and building a home. I miss birthdays, weddings and people to share my own celebrations with. It breaks my heart that I can’t always be there for my people and nourish the relationships that matter to me the most. The future always feels very uncertain and I can’t plan far ahead. I don’t know where I will be in a couple of months.

But I have something else that I can’t imagine living without yet. At some point in life I decided to live as curiously as possible and make the most out of my reality at all times. I wanted to explore, learn, enjoy and celebrate the little things. But first and foremost I knew that I have to work for a cause I believe in, feel passionate about, grow for and respect. I knew I have to be excited about things to feel fulfilled, and that I can never let fear or worries decide things for me. It’s on the other side of that threshold that things get truly enriching.

And it has been working out so far. I swim upstream, I struggle, I go alone, I take risks, I return to square one, I feel lost and hopeless at times – but on the way I have discovered the most beautiful of places, feelings, people and reasons to love the world. I have discovered that water always heals. And seriously now, I adore my job. I really love what I do and what I learn on the way.

Thank you dears for hanging in there even though I’m far away and busy with work so often. Thanks for your patience, for staying in touch, for keeping me up to date, for finding the time for calls and emails.

And when people I miss and love decide to actually hop on that long flight to come here and experience a piece of my world and reality, I’m just overwhelmed with gratitude and joy. Thank you!

Love!

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Friends from many of the places where I’ve left parts of myself came together and gave me truly beautiful feedback and shout-outs of support on my status update. Thank you all – it means the world to me!

One of the comments was a piece of advice from a wise friend who also lived abroad for a big part of her life:

“The things you think you are losing are right here waiting for you, I used to think the same when living far away from everything and everybody for a long time, but when I felt like starting to set my roots it was all still there, the relationships that matter get built up again, and new ones are formed. Just enjoy and forget about the pressure to “settle down”, it might be the best option for most people but not for everyone, and certainly not at the same time :)”

Mami in Belize!

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My mother and her friend arrived to Belize today and we almost immediately hopped on the water taxi to spend the rest of the day on Caye Caulker. It’s wonderful to have her here!!

We walked around, played in the water, had fresh juices and enjoyed the sunset at the split, just like any other Saturday Caye Caulker style. Then dinner at Habaneros.. bliss!

So much fun to spoil these two ladies with some first class Belizean sea food, palm trees, and island lifestyle. Their exclamations of excitement and “oh wow, look at that beautiful palm tree/bird/water/sunset!!” “This.. tastes.. like.. heaven!” remind me of how amazing all of this actually is. I have to promise myself to not start taking things for granted or get blasé over beauty.

So much to appreciate.

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Costa Maya Festival in San Pedro.. and more swimming

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Three of my Danza buddies invited me to join them to the Costa Maya festival on San Pedro island (which is a short boatride away from Caye Caulker) so I hopped over on Saturday afternoon and joined them for a night of dancing and a day of playing. The beach party was great but later became a slightly bizarre experience with people being way too intoxicated and dancing rather rough dancehall in front of amazed kids, (don’t miss the video) but all in all it was a great night and a fun day of swimming.. Awoogah!

San Pedro Costa Maya

San Pedro Costa Maya

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San Pedro Costa Maya

San Pedro Costa Maya

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San Pedro Costa Maya

San Pedro Costa Maya

San Pedro Costa Maya

San Pedro Costa Maya

San Pedro Costa Maya

San Pedro Costa Maya

San Pedro Costa Maya

San Pedro Costa Maya

San Pedro Costa Maya

San Pedro Costa Maya

Lunch at Crooked Tree Lodge

Crooked Tree Lodge

Chicken from the yard and so juicy you didn’t even know chicken could taste this good? Freshly fried fish cakes on a bed of frozen cabbage? All in the company of dogs, kittens, rabbits and a baby crocodile? The Crooked Tree Lodge truly is an idyllic place, and a great spot to pass by for lunch when returning from Lamanai. We had a great time with the kids Cory and Zach, as they showed us their animals and the beautiful premises. Zach went to the pond to release the baby turtle he had found, and the owners of the place, Mick and Angie, were really nice hosts – and congratulations to the new baby, little Kai! The Crooked Tree doesn’t only offer great fresh food for very affordable prices, but also has beautiful little private cabanas to spend the night, and a nice waterfront terrace for book reading and relaxing. I’ll definitely be back!

Crooked Tree Lodge

Crooked Tree Lodge

Crooked Tree Lodge

Crooked Tree Lodge

Crooked Tree Lodge

Crooked Tree Lodge

Crooked Tree Lodge

Crooked Tree Lodge

Crooked Tree Lodge

Crooked Tree Lodge

Crooked Tree Lodge

Whoah - turtle!

Crooked Tree Lodge

Crooked Tree Lodge

Crooked Tree Lodge

Crooked Tree Lodge

Lamanai – The Submerged Crocodile. Exploring Mayan pyramids in Belize and doing some proper jungle hang out.

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Visiting ancient temples and pyramids does something to the mind. If you let the ambience embrace you, take the time to sit down in silence and just try to imagine what the people who built these structures pointing to the sky were thinking, how they felt, how powerful it must have been to listen to howler monkeys in the distance. How big, yet very small, they must have felt when looking out into the vast jungle. Thinking about what this place meant at some point in history really adds to the experience, and it’s a powerful one if you let it be so.

We visited the ancient Maya city Lamanai, which in Yucatec Maya means submerged crocodile, on Sunday. We went there by car as the boat leaves very early, and drove through various Mennonite villages on the way. Lamanai is much smaller compared to the other similar places I’ve visited – but therefore also far calmer and more peaceful. More authentic if you wish, as tourists in matching fluorescent caps have a way of killing the vibe.. There were very few people in Lamanai apart from us, so we really got to be alone with the structures, climb them all the way up, and take in the sounds when walking through the jungle. One thing that stood out for me in Lamanai was the proximity to water, and that you could see the river once getting to the top of one of the temples. Beautiful.

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

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Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

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Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

Lamanai Pyramids, Belize

For my other pyramid experiences, see: Tikal, Palenque & Angkor Wat

Cross Regional meeting on Violence Against Children, cool art, and a glimpse of Kingston

Kingston, Jamaica

We arrived in Kingston on Monday morning and headed straight to the first day of the cross regional conference on violence against children, chaired by the United Nations Special Representative of the Secretary-General on Violence Against Children along with Lisa Hanna, the Jamaican Minster of Youth and Culture and also Miss World in 1993 – still beautiful.

After the conference we went to the Red Bones restaurant in New Kingston, where we came across amazing Richard Nadoo and his exhibition “Reverbation of the Silent Echo”.. I was enchanted by the details and colours in his art, and the very complex story connecting the pieces. My favourite piece was already sold which made me really sad but I might get the opportunity to buy something from him at some other point. The food was nice and the atmosphere very cozy in Red Bones, despite the lack of promised live music.

On the second day of the conference participants from different organisations and regions continued sharing their experiences and challenges related to child protection, and the sessions ended with a presentation by Jamaican youth on the issues that they feel affect them the most.

After the conference we went to Bob Marley’s house, which has been transformed into a museum. Photography was unfortunately not allowed, but looking into Bob Marley’s recording studio, kitchen and bedroom, with all of their cool details and cool carpets and beautiful instruments was very interesting, and I actually never knew Bob Marley’s father was an Englishman who died when Bob Marley was 10 years old.

On our last evening I stayed in, relaxing for a bit before the 3am wake up call and airport pick up, and then we did the long trip through Miami airport – back to Belize, back to the breeze, back home. :)

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

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Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Kingston, Jamaica

Shoot the DJ, mon – you’re in Jamaica.

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A car swooshes by. “Y’all wanna buy sum Bob Marley?!” the driver shouts at us, while uniformed police hang out just a block away. Welcome to Jamaica.

Knowing that we had a conference to attend in Kingston on Monday, we decided to fly to Jamaica already on Friday afternoon to spend the weekend there and get a feel of the country. We flew over to Montego Bay on the northern coast of the island early Saturday morning – and got two days in the beach town. The water was clear as glass and people were generally utterly friendly. We had heard so many bad stories about how rude people are in Jamaica, how racist and insulting they can be and how dangerous it is to walk around as a tourist – but we got none of that. People were curious to chat, kids were confident and eager to play, strangers were smiling, and everybody wanted to share their Mary Jane. We kindly declined the offers and only stayed within the safe areas after dark – at most times we were the only foreigners around – and it was completely fine.

We spent our days playing on the beach and in the water, and the evenings having nice dinners. On Saturday night we danced, which was an experience in itself. Little did I know that many of the Dancehall songs have specific steps to them that the entire club does together, and at first I didn’t understand why the people would get all ecstatic, jump in the air and then pretend to “shoot the DJ” when a new song came on. I later got the explanation that “pra pra prra!” with a pistol-formed hand in the air is an expression of joy rather than aggression. “We show the DJ that we like the song, that we appreciate his work!” That’s how normalized the relationship to fire arms is in Jamaica. It’s sad and it’s scary – but nobody seems to mind.

I bought Red-Yellow-Green rasta juggling balls in Montego Bay. Six years ago a beautiful clown taught me how to juggle but I lost the skill as I fell out of love. I decided to learn again, thanks to Jamaica. A bit cheesy, a bit symbolic, it will be a practice in juggling and combining pleasure with responsibilities. Celebrating life and professionalism at the same time. Finding time to disconnect, but continue loving my job and giving it the time it requires.

It will remind me of all the emails sent and the one-hour work related Skype call I had just a moment before taking the photo above. And how I enjoyed it all.

Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica

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Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica

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Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica

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Montego Bay, Jamaica

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Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica

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Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica

Montego Bay, Jamaica