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Mermaid treasures and all this magic ✨
Feeling A- a little bit sick🤒
But B- mostly just stoked.
To be a surfer, even an average one at that, is a beautiful life to live. I can’t speak for everyone who surfs- but when fresh fish and the quest for waves are the two most basic pre-req’s to keep me smiling and moving forward- life is good.
Simple- but full of the most magic, in the most minimal of things…
The ocean never fails to satisfy and you know that adventure is always a breath away.
I may never have a million dollars in my bank account- but I have lifetimes of stories, of connections, of memories not all the money in the world could buy. All the inspiration I continue to find in the different facets of life is humbling and mind blowing at the same time. ✨🌈
The life on the gypsy trail continues to provide the most abundance 🙂 I spent a the day alone yesterday. The only guest at these rad surfing/ glamping bungalows- (www.tapasandsurf.com) and the day was pure sweetness…..
Beachside ranchitos- sal y limón peanuts, toña and some good reads to pass the day while I wait for the tide and winds to change. And About sal y limón?….. put-it- on…everything!
and make life taste better:)
carrots, cucumbers, guac. Sure 👍🏽😋
and about my reading materials?
–proper literature when traveling is a must- been digging into “Barbarian Days- a Surfing Life” by William Finnegan. A fabulous memoir/ autobiography perfect for any surfing or wandering soul who likes to travel and discover the secrets of the planet and the secrets of man kind—
when that became “boring” as if sitting by sea can ever really be called that… I decided to wander. Around the point to the south- on to rocks and reefs filled with crabs and critters surrounded by the most delightful secluded mermaid cove- millions of shells of every color- so vibrant- neon pink and purples- pearl luminescent mini treasures – creating the sand- heaven.
At this point a sunset glass off surf session would have been epic, but the day called for dinner and what would be the most fantastic daily offering- a sunset on land 🙂
I ordered a cocktail. Because how can you not when flor de caña is like $2.30…The affordability of Nica compared to Costa is pretty wild.
And then, I ordered some grub.
Two perfect sized tapas plates for my sweet little mermaid self. Fresh local ceviche, and camarón a pil pil (shrimp in a spicy garlic sauce). Holy mouth orgasams- or- I was just really hungry. Either way- the meal was delucious. They have roof top lounge area gently tucked among the almond trees, with a beach view and waves in the background. Of course to my delight Mother Earth offered a divine show of the setting sun free of charge. There was fire in the sky glowing every color or love….
I’ve got a slightly confused and broken heart on the mend. (Buuuuut. Haha. what else is new- I am so open, vulnerable, full of love that I experience the lows not as often but as intensely as the highs)… none the less, like a kitten, I always land on my feet- and I learn and accept the lesson. Everything that happens in life -good and “bad” -is an opportunity to be better, stronger, wiser and more full of love for it- I refuse to let life harden me, so when anger, or hate or resentment, are not options, it seems that love always wins…
Anyways. This day of solitude, spent with my one true love- myself – and the sea and all this nature was exactly what my mermaid soul needed to remember that everything we seek out there, is in here. And by here, I mean ourselves. I’m at point in life where I love my own company as much as that of anybody else and sometimes even more.. and I feel so beyond grateful to arrived at this point. Sometimes I’m lonely, but I’m human—and that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy being alone, It’s just better to be alone than in bad company.
So after dinner, at like 7:30, I cruise to bed… yep, although I do like to party, the regular routine of nights that become mornings for the most part, are a thing of the past. I lay in my tent/cabin bungalow, listen to the sounds, the bugs and the waves and some R&B from the 90’s- Thanks Spotify 😜- and then wind it all down and drift off to dreamland with the soothing, hypnotizing sounds of Ali Farka Touré (yes- you need these amazing vibrations in your life— look up these incredible musicians).
After some wild dreams, and sassy roosters – morning is upon me.
And you know what that means….
Surfing Time! 🏄🏽♀️
I don’t feel amazing, like I mentioned, but I’m here, and there are waves, so I surf:) it’s never a bad idea. I caught a few fun ones. And then the rain started. Ah, sweet droplets of nectar- the source- Liquid love falling from the sky- then some thunder thunder, cool:) but then. lightening struck a little too close and I was out of there!! The wave here is called nahualapa- and it’s got tough competition with the boom and other firing breaks near by, but, fun enough for a few hours on this mystic morning in Norhtern Nicaragua. So I write this to you over coffee, pancakes and fruit.. and pancakes!?!? Oh man:) 😍🥞😍got me daydreaming about chocolate chips and peanut butter rolled up into like magic breakfast taquitos of love. Hahaha: and I’m not even stoned. I don’t miss much about home- obviously my tribe of beings who make my heart beat- but what I’d do for bottles of wine and some good pure dark chocolate— see you in June Cali, who wants to go on a date…..🍷🍫
Anyways. Who knows where today will take me, but this moment, is a grateful one- and for all the average pop, bachata music that has been played here over the past 24 hours of course bob Marley just came on:)
❤️💚💛
and with that…
Be kind to others, and yourself. Your blessing are more abundant, and all us creatures here on this planet are way more alike, than you may want to recognize.
Be positive. Stay humble-
Life truly is a precious gift.
From my gypsy mermaid heart to you
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•all love• all the time•
Salty and Sunkissed 