Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.
-Terry Pratchett, A hat full of sky.
Hi. I am Sandra Tacko, I am crazy amazing, I believe in grey areas and the universe and welcome to my blog.
Small disclaimer: this is a very short blog post, way shorter than the previous ones❤
The thought first crossed my mind on Friday night as I was coming out of the pool, shivering, as water dripped from my hair down my swim suit. I ignored it.
It came again, the thought, later that night, at around one in the morning as I got into bed after I had danced and sang (off key) to a Sailors’ song, pekejeng, for more than two hours. I ignored it.
It popped into my mind again on Saturday!
It was early on Saturday morning. I was walking along the beach. The ocean waves roaring in the background, sand between my toes and the sight of the ocean in front of me.
And this time, I entertained it.
As I stared at the open, vast ocean feeling sand between my toes, trying to ignore the beach sellers who were trying to convince me to get henna, I entertained the thought.
And I might be exaggerating, but it came as a soft whisper.
and I heard it!
If you’ve read my first-blog-post, then you know I normally get the urge to up and change my life at random times.
But actually, this was not like all the random decisions I have made in my life that have led to where I am today.
This one has a scientific explanation.
According to Science; the ocean has a calming effect on your mind, allowing it to go into a meditative state. Since the sound and sight of the ocean is easy to process, it can create a soft focus, just like when you are focused on your breath in yoga or how you focus on your emotions during a mindfulness meditation.
Basically, staring at the ocean works like yoga.
When we take off to travel, we are, in many senses, the places we leave.
Before I left Nairobi for Mombasa, for the weekend getaway, I had just gotten out of an ‘anxiety episode’ that (heh) really drained me. I had (also) spent a week plotting, writing and uploading two chapters of my novel. And I had still gone to my 9-5 internship on a daily.
I was drained, tired and my mind couldn’t stop ticking.
So I had promised myself that for the three nights and four days that I’ll be at the Coast, there won’t be any ‘thinking’ going on. I wasn’t going to think of my novel, my neglected blog, work, my struggling GPA, thrift item deliveries and next stock; nothing.
I was going to COMPLETELY relax and enjoy all the benefits of a three night stay at a five star hotel and all the different cuisines available.
Side note: You guys, I have a lot of food pictures. Like a whole lot of food pictures, I don’t know what to do with them. So hit me up if you want food pictures; for whatever reason.
So granted, as soon as I stepped in front of the ocean which we now know naturally calms the mind, the first sane thought through my mind was to:
Up and change my life.
Despite the current chest pain every time I move or laugh too hard, which is always, and all the ‘tanning’ that took place (I am waaaaay darker now), both serving as a reminder of all the swimming I did, I’d like to think that I really ‘uped and changed my life’. Whatever that means.
I did not completely turn my life around, no.
You see, despite what my anxious brain sometime conjures up, I really am proud of myself. To some extent.
I stan queens, why wouldn’t I stan myself?
Obviously, my whole craving for travel, especially to Barcelona increased.
If I had a definite life purpose, if I was a labeling kind of person (yaani) if I wanted just one thing; it would be to chase beautiful words as I watch the sunset from different cities.A notebook in one hand and a shot of tequila on the other as I chase the sunset!
But, after spending the weekend in Mombasa with most of my time spent staring at the ocean, marveling at the beauty and picturing myself in Barcelona, I came back home rejuvenated and ready to secure the bag! Whatever those are.
Despite all these cravings, I was rejuvenated!
I came back home (waaaaaaaaaay) better!
The bigger picture, which had slowly dulled out in my mind and had been replaced by a tick sound, was back Bigger and better!
I was ready to kick ass and conquer the world.
And, ladies and gentlemen, that’s why we travel!
As I finalize on this blog post, I’d love to put it out there (actually here on the blog post) because I am learning that it’s hard to go back on something that you announced publicly.
In connection to the whole ‘rejuvenation and a whole energy to kick ass’ I promise to work more on this blog.
I know I have neglected it a lot and I’ll do better.
I’ll be updating every three weeks and I already have a lot of interesting topics lined up; I can’t wait to share them with you.
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Thank you so so much for reading and remember to always stay in you magic!!❤❤