Vanessa McDonald
My life in Gili Air has settled back on me like a cat finding its favourite place in the morning sun. It almost feels as though I never even left.
Obviously, there are some changes. The people are different. Some friends here are still the same. However, I have found myself making new, beautiful friends as well. Again, most of them are divers but there are a lot less French around me this time which means I understand a lot more of what’s going on. The French generally just speak French.
Like everyone, I have my doubts about what the hell I’m doing and if what I’m doing is good or not.
I have these doubts more than you would think. These can be from little things wondering if I’m pretty enough (no one cares) or if I’m funny (I think I am so that’s fine) to more serious things. Wondering if I’m even a good yoga teacher, questioning relationships with people and questioning myself and my intentions.
I’ve been thinking a lot recently about moments.
I have a lot of them over here.
Those times when everything just seems too perfect. I feel too happy for it to last and I have to register that this will be a time that I remember so fondly. So I take a breath and do my best to remember everything about it.
I can safely say that I have found a home.
Don’t get me wrong, travelling is a lot of fun. But there’s something about being in a private room, for one, and being able to really unpack your bag and settle down. It feels like I have a little more purpose now.