arrived

A long sleep later…… Sometime in the late evening, 2:15 Ethiopian time
(don't wrap your brain around that yet. E time is counted way
different than any other place in the world) I awoke in my dark room,
hearing Ahmed and the faint voice of Hopper discussing something about
momma.
Words can not express my joy. Literally. The joy right now at this
moment, the sequential moments leading to this one and the joy
surrounding this reality, are super brilliant. where I am and what
we're doing here is so immense. We have big plans. For the future. For
Ethiopia.
Seeing Ahmed as I walked out of Bole International yesterday (calm,
dead, dark, wee hours of the morn) was amazing. A convergence of
immense proportion. Mi rasta breddren meeting and greeting. The
Embrace. The recognition. The…. Country One (aka Carl) accompanying
him on the mish to gather me and my belongings.
Already I feel at home. Home has been felt on so many levels. My
current environment, the culture, my kindred, the house we are vibin'
in right now, the high-grade level of this reality, the meeting with
Ahmed's momma, his Ethiopian reality…..and the rest to come. I have
come home. And it's intense. Words can't explain. But I feel I could
be here for any amount of time and be fine. At peace. At home. In
love. Tha works….The same familiarity I have with JA, is present here.
INTENSE! Though it is a more peaceful and comforting familiarity.
Cool. Calm. Blessed. Even the archaic method of time makes sense to
me. The language feels like I know it somehow. The Addis scene is
ancient. It smells. Like diesel, dirt, stench, schitty, old-school new
world. Developing nation style. It is here. In full on force.
Aha/Ahmed/Ami brings me right home from Bole International. A house he
secured through his manifesting powers. It is amazing. Furnished and
lovely. We are fully styled out.
There will be a mourning process when I leave….just like with JA.
Roots are hard to uproot.
The chill vibes have officially set in. It is the "vacation" mind
space. The slower pace. The way things run in developing nations (a
term I use loosely) is the current headspace. Yes. The mind space….
The bwois conversing about controversial subject- a never ending
thing with these two. Massive reasoning. I think Aha and Hopper like
to get verbally rowdy. Just cuz. It's endearing. I am at the point in
my being when I will just listen to others' thoughts and beliefs. I
have mine clearly. we all do. So I just learn from listening.


Note to my mom:
still rockin' the lulu's. day three. or is it day four now? i don't
even know....still waiting on my bag. i went the airport again today
to check. nothing. more hassles. wearing aha's shirt. and hoping for
my stuff eventually. i am high on life. i am in love in so many ways.
well taken care of. blissed out!! aha and his family are amazing.
wow!! soooo many stories already. all is well and peaceful. i feel
very safe and totally taken care of. our house is super posh by
ethiopian standards. the food is amazing. momma has been cooking
beautiful meals for us. the café is hooking it up. chai
latte/machiatoes in little tea cups. flat bread, foul (foool), hummus
goodness that we eat with our hands. the air is crisp and fresh (when
you aren't driving.) I look forward to our travels starting on the
13th…..stay tuned.
all love
sj*



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power in thought. strength in numbers.