What it feels like for a girl...in Sud America

South America has been hard for me. Because South America has been amazing. I cannot explain in words, in any language, what it feels like to be in the energy that is Latin America.

An attempt...my heart skips as I find more and more the missing pieces of 20 years in the States. The passion for life in this part of the world is excilirating. And it is not because there are people going around saying...I went to yoga, I found myself, I meditated, I whatever, and now I love life, and I live it hard. It is a passion by people who are screwed up just like everyone else, who smoke, drink and eat fatty foods derived from animals that were killed inhumanily (is there humanity in killing anything?). It is a passion for walking down the street hard, laughing really loud, and talking really fast, and listening to loud music. I love it. It´s like the whole world is finally at a speed and volume I understand. It is home.

Saying this is of course difficult because, well, you are all not here. It´s amazing to have lived in the States for the last 20 years and have built a life so full of joy and friends and love. And it is wild to bhere where I know three people - Romina, Pancha y Pepa - and yet feel so connected to everyone else, so at home. It´s weird and wonderful and complex. If I could only move you all here for a while...a couple of years or so.

I love the coffee here. I love the meat, and there is a lot of it. I LOVE THE WINE. My goal has been to taste two wines per day, and make sure it is not 2 bottles per day. So far I am doing well. I have a list of good wines which I will impart with you as soon as I am done with the research.

I know I am on vacation, not working, etc, etc, etc...but the energy I am talking about is beyond profession. It is a core energy, a feeling of arrival. It´s a sweet everything.

So, my heart wonders, my mind races, and my blood burns as I reflect on all of my life, the things that matter, the feeling of alignment, my love for my friends, family and Drew and all that moves my core in this land that it still America, but farther down. As Drew so beautifully suggested, I will continue to let the energies pulse through, be in my travels, be the bird that I see myself being. And more and more I feel like that damn song I hate (Nelly Furtado´s Swan Song - Like a Bird) and that right now "I don´t know where my soul is, and I don´t know where my home is."

"People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people." V.

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