I suppose it takes a certain type of event to really make you step back and reassess your life. An experience. The kind of experience that takes you to the edge of your sanity. That is the only kind of event that opened my eyes up. Naive, trusting, open all come to mind. In my eyes things were falling into place. Just because you want something badly doesn’t mean you get it. Stop planning and let life happen. I’m back at square one but am more focused than ever on continuing on with my spiritual journey.
As I was flying over the Atlantic at night I looked out the window and realized for the first time in my life I was amongst the stars not below them. I sat next to a man who told me stories about renting a house in the Virgin Islands. His roommate so to speak was a fashion designer and he had them carve a path to his own private beach where he laid out and played frisbee with his dog naked. He also told me he about his diamond jewelry making classes on the coast of San Diego. He was a very eccentric old man and an artist in every sense.
Austria is a very clean and safe city. In my hostel I met a girl from Connecticut who was also solo traveling for a month, and a girl from Vancouver who was also Punjabi! Small world. Me and the sweet girl from Vancouver explored the city together. We had Viennese coffee and the famous chocolate cafe from Cafe Saacher. Of course, I had to go to 3 different Zara’s all within a mile from one another to do a little shopping. If Afshan Azad shops there, I shop there. (She’s Padma Patel from Harry Potter).
Then before I knew it I turned 24. I took a train from Austria to Munich, Germany where I made yet another friend on the train. Right before getting on the train I lost my ticket. Apparently, that’s how you end up having to pay again because two different “ticket checkers” came around to see if I had my ticket. Lucky for me, my new friend let me borrow her receipt and talked to them for me. She was extremely helpful and sweet. She was studying in Vienna and plans to help make a difference in 3’rd world countries.
I got food poisoning in Munich. I spent a week wandering and learned the German like to drink….I mean really drink. They have a liter of beer for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Next stop was Paris. I was able to see the eiffel tower, mona lisa at the Louvre, the Opera, and Arc de Triumphe. One of my favorite parts of traveling is the food so of course I had to try the cliche items like frog legs, escargot (snails), and my most favorite…DRUMROLL PLEASE……soufflés! I had a goat cheese, honey and walnut soufflé, a chicken and mushroom soufflé, a hazelnut soufflé and a chocolate soufflé…Heaven.
Europe was fun but I did realize I’m not the city girl I initially thought I was…..nature is unbeatable! Thankful for the experience. Next stop…..WHO KNOWS!
“We could be swimming in stars, napping in a nebula, floating in the Milky Way but instead we’re getting sucked into black holes.”
I just had my first float experience. Some people call them isolation tanks, or sensory depravation chambers. Others like to call it relaxing in space. Basically you are in a tank or tub filled with water and Epsom salt that allows you to freely float on your back and drift away into meditation, or so you would hope. It all depends on your capability of “letting go.”
As I imagined I had a hard time doing this. I learned or more-so confirmed from this experience that I am an extremely anxious person. Some people are able to fall asleep during their sessions but I kept letting small distractions bring me back to the real world. My mind wandered as it does before falling asleep. Thoughts kept swirling in and out of my mind, but I also had a few flashbacks of childhood.
I learned I need to practice the art of “having fun” and “wasting” time. In my mind, time I am not being productive makes me extremely unhappy and agitated. I’m talking a few minutes of waiting around for food at a restaurant, or people being late and making me push my schedule further out. That’s one of my biggest pet peeves that causes stress and I realize it’s a completely unhealthy way to live life because you cannot control your external world. I must consciously learn to relax, and take things slow….and try not to let steam come out of my ears when things don’t go as planned.
Moving to California was something I dreamed about in high school. My high school resembled a jail. I mean I’m pretty sure it was one in the 1980’s. At least that’s what the rumors were. I was miserable half the time due to the weather alone, and the whole teenage angst thing. I remember saying to myself when walking to class, “Why am I not in California? Paradise….I’m going to make it there someday.” I did not apply to any jobs in Michigan because my intention was to get out. Getting a job here was written in the stars. California called my name and nothing felt more right than moving here even though at times I got home sick and I do miss my family each and every day. I was ready for this change though. California life is a lot more laid back. The work environment, the people, I mean you have to be laid back to put up with all that LA traffic right? This is the place for dreamers, and doers. There is always something exciting going on. Michigan is all movie theatres and malls. California is every outdoor activity you could imagine, as well indoor classes Michigan does not offer. I know because I checked. California is a health conscious state and that’s exactly the kind of lifestyle I want to lead. There are great people out here, but some stereotypes about the Beverly Hills snobs, and plastics, which is true. A lot more people here care about their looks and show off their money and throw big names around. I work a lot and am busy exploring on weekends so those people don’t phase me. Everyone else I have had the pleasure of meeting is welcoming, open minded and wonderful. I wouldn’t mind staying here although I do plan to travel around. I’m not sure my lungs could take all the smog, which is a downside I suppose. There is a lot more diversity in culture and people here compared to Michigan, which I really appreciate.
Each person we meet truly serves a purpose in shaping our lives.
If our thoughts really vibrate into the universe and leave us with just that then why can I not force positivity?
True moments of happiness are rare. Every time I feel joy I try so hard to hold on to it that it only slips away faster. If only I learned to create it at all times. The thoughts I am emitting into the universe are not positive. I suppose I can begin to consciously be aware of my negative ones….
I could spend the whole day doing that to be completely honest.
Are your thoughts more negative or positive?
Pay attention for a few hours and you may just be surprised.
All experiences in this world are simply an illusion created by the universe. Relationships are a figment of our imagination. Brief moments we force our minds to believe the lie that we have friends. Friendship does not exist. That sounds negative seeing as I do have a couple close friends but those were rare finds. Even then, we are our own selfish individuals to some extent.
I have opened myself up to people multiple times only to find out their ulterior motive. It’s all about the gains. Selfishness. Most of my “friends” pretended to be my friends to make personal gains. I’m sure I’m guilty of doing this however, that is not what I consciously set out to do. Actually that’s a lie. Ask yourself this. Why do I want to have a friend? Because it makes us feel good right? It makes us happy. That answer right there proves we are all in it for something. Here I thought people were genuinly nice and welcoming. Silly ole me. We’re all playing into an illusion to create a sense of belonging. That is why, with a heavy heart, I say friendship does not exist.
If I ever have a friend in town this is where I take them. The best of the best in my opinion.
The Standard Hotel. Who doesn’t love a hip hotel with a rooftop pool? You don’t have to stay here to visit. Also, be cautious of private parties and cover charges on the weekends.
Runyon Canyon. Don’t just park anywhere or you’ll get a $73 ticket. It hurts.
Drive along PCH. That’s Pacific Coast Highway. Top down, and let the beauty of the moment take your breath away.
Enjoy a brunch with a view of the beach, or get a decedent chocolate soufflé in the evening. The soufflé pictured is from Off Vine located in Hollywood CA.
Surf City USA or Huntington Beach CA. Experience some of the best waves in the country or at least be a witness of the surf culture SoCal has to offer.
My number 1 favorite spot is hands down the Griffith Observatory. Pictures don’t do this justice at all. This is something I urge you to see in person. It’s like looking at a painting. Blows my mind every single time.
The nightlife in Cali is phenomenal as well. Blvd 3 on Sunset serves chocolate covered strawberries and fresh tacos. Supperclub and Playhouse on Hollywood blvd are very close and popular spots as well. I never run out of things to do in California. Thankful for the time I have had here so far.