is to return to what
is already there
I find myself in the heart of Granada, Nicaragua with my son.
It is late June, summer solstice, and the rainy season arrived with a roar and a rush today.
I thought I knew what I was here for, and what I was going to do, I really did, even today. But I did not.
While I meditate on my purpose here, on my return to what, and let go of the paralyzing fears that are making kinks in my back and gout in my joints, my son and I will find places to play like ping pong at Pura and to eat treats like at Pan de Vida and to practice Spanish like at the library at the convent and to get out of the way of trouble wherever possible and be cool tambien.
What we should be doing is already always t/here. Time to rest.
PS More photos from our exploration inside and out to come.