The Journey to Africa
Hell’s Gate National Park
I always tell my spiritual goddesses that when they sign up for the Spiritual Goddess Retreat their journey begins then.
When I signed up for this adventure with Safari ‘N Smiles to Africa, my journey began and I didn’t even know it.
For the past several months I have often been up + down emotionally. I have a great life, but my mood was sporatic. I didn’t feel like I had enough time or energy and I wanted someone else to do things for me. I had reverted back to this little girl who had to do so much as a kid. She had to take care of her brother and sister while her mom was out drinking. She wasn’t seen. She was just expected to be fine. I didn’t want to do that any more.
Before I left for Africa, I had to put on my big girl panties and take care of myself. I had exhausted my friendships and they were worn out by my whining. This is so hard when you have to look at yourself and see the parts that need work. So I looked at it, I talked about it, I got the message and I moved forward… to Africa.
When I arrived I felt uncomfortable in my body and a little sadness started to creep in. I had a choice to let my mind continue that way but I was not going to let my depression or anxiety or battle with the negative thought form ruin this trip to AFRICA.
I pushed my thought aside and said, “no way, you’re not going to ruin this trip.”
Africa was phenomenal. To see the motherland. To see the animals. To spend time with the people. We saw a black rhino walk across the path and it started to charge our vehicle. We saw a lioness about to pounce on a hartebeest. I bicycled through Hell’s Gate National Park watching giraffes, baboons, zebra, and warthogs roam free right beside me. I peed out in the open during our safari drive after we drove through the lion’s den.
It took me some time to get comfortable and open up a little bit while I was getting past my mind. Once I did, I danced + played + explored + felt right at home in Africa.
I had tears rolling down my cheeks one day. I knew that my body was releasing old stuff of mine, of my ancestors and I was leaving it in the homeland. I sure loved Africa and I know I will return.
As we landed in Detroit, I purged. I continued to release and leave behind what no longer serves me. There is also no bathroom between the plane + customs in Detroit. That made for an interesting exit Africa, welcome to the US.
Much Love + Positive Vibes.
