What the heck is wrong with me? I woke up this morning a bit out of sorts, and definitely on edge. No apparent reason (perhaps internet issues last night), but it was like I was born with stress in my veins. Around 5:30am the sun started to peak out from behind the mountain, so I came down stairs to share with Kurt who was making me tea. Here we are, both of us sitting here together, in a quiet, peaceful morning, drinking green tea from Tea Trekker, and looking at a gorgeous sunrise cast over two volcanos and a mountain.
And my heart was still palpitating from stress.
The funny thing is, there is no real explanation. I create drama for myself, even if I have nothing to worry about. I seem to not be able to let go and just ‘be.’
When we decided to take this adventure on, away from the busy and full life of the city, and away from our family and friends, I told myself that I was going to hit the reset button on stress and start fresh. I have done pretty well with all that the world, and more specifically Guatemala, has thrown at me, but I suppose at the end of the day that stress is inherent to my soul.
My theory: the concept of Ra’Co has to kick in eventually… and I need to recognize that this is not a dream that I will wake up from, but a new way of life I am giving a whirl. I may not be able to remove stress from my veins, but I can give myself new ways of dealing with it and confronting my own demons of drama.