Moving to a different country (immigrating and travelling) has taught me a lot about detachment.
Sharing the most incredible days, weeks, and months with people, knowing that we will eventually go our separate ways.
That sense of knowing can bring a beautiful kind of melancholy that makes me appreciate every moment while it unfolds, soaking it in, knowing that where I am, who I’m with, and what we are doing, will never happen again, and someday I will miss it.
When facing this reality, one can respond with:
1. Shut down, build walls, check out and leave before being left
or
2. Let it in with open arms, let go of the need to grasp
Free yourself from the fears of losing what you have, clinging too tight
Nothing is really here for us to keep, only to feel and remember.
When I was around 23 I went backpacking in Mexico alone.
Long story short, I ended up at a plant medicine ceremony, falling in love with someone, hitchhiking with a caravan to a psy-trance bush rave 5 hours away from where I was staying, hitchhiking on a sailboat up a lagoon, to find this boy who was living in the jungle, working as a sail tour guide.
We spent most of the next two months together living without internet,
phones, or electricity. We spent our days gliding on the water, swimming, singing, playing, cooking, dancing, and talking in candle light.
We both knew that things would eventually change, that I was going to
leave, and he had his own dreams. But for those two months none of that mattered. We enjoyed the simplicity of our life, went on adventures, knowing that it was the kind of love that is detached, free, unconditional.
The kind of love that asks for nothing but presence, knowing that each
moment in connection is something that transcends distance and time, lasting forever in ways outside our human grasp.
So I wrote a song about it:
Coast to Coast Lyrics:
Looking at clouds upside down from between your legs
The hair falls around your face
Forget the ticking wooden clocks and running out of days
This love will find a way
From coast to coast
From land to sea
The winds may change
This love will find a way
So count the constellations of the freckles on my face
And wish upon the brightest star
Draw a map that leads to just where you are
and this love will find a place
From coast to coast
From land to sea
The winds may change
But this love will find a place
So lay your head down now on the pillow case
And dream of blue birds over rainbows
With a rope tie forget me knots all around my waist
Take my love and keep it safe
Take my love and keep it safe
