Friday, October 30, 2009

Beauty beheld one step after another

We have just come out of KRKA national park in Croatia. Pristine lakes interconnected and woven as natures perfect web. Our walk has made ways through islands and costal towns until recently along the Dalmatian and Adriatic. We have now cut into the war-torn borders of Bosnia.





















Mali Losinj, meeting the end of the Island where we wait for the ferry at Boca Falsa.

















The Isle of Susak, where my father was born. after making friends with the lighthouse man.








Looking out at the crowded city streets as we prepare to make our way through the deserted mountains and across borders... Mostar:

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Italy and beyond

I stretch my legs presently in search of unity among all beings intending toward peace and compassion amongst ourselves and all around us. In these months, I am blessed to pilgrimage through eastern Europe with my mother, visiting intentional communities, earthly-possessed individuals, and much which is presently beyond my comprehension in this moment.

The journey of a thousand miles begins within, and I work presently toward transcending these lines and moving through the world of those on a similar journey.

We have been already in Tuscanny in the spirit of monumental reunion and celebration of life, across the length of Italy to Ancona where we lived in a community called "The tribe of the resounding walnuts" "Tribu della noci sonanti" practicing sustainable farming and primitive living.

Slowly making our way up the coast of Italy via land, stopping to visit with a dear companion, Erica while wearing chameleon suits in Venice, we have just crawled through the borders of Slovenia and Croatia, where we are staying with a family who aim to connect travelers around the world in a deep spirit of welcome that is extremely admirable. They also run a hostel in Pula, Croatia called the Pula art hostel.

In a few days we will have made our way to our first boat, where we will begin an emotional adventure through the northern islands and visit the abandoned heritage sites of our family on the isle of Susak.

Om Nama Shivaya.