Koh Chang during low season...what a sweet deal. If you literally walk five minutes in any direction, you will land in either a lush green jungle housed by towering mountains or the vast, sweet blue sea whose waves lull you into a state where everything "important" falls by the wayside. I had forgotten what it feels like to be close to the ocean, to want to become one with the water. Strange that how much attention you pour into the waves is directly proportional to how strong the desire is to just jump in and merge with the tide--having your entire Being rocked by warm, yet firm nudges from the sea. I just got back from wave watching with friends in the dark. Most of the light we had on our path to the destination bungalow was coming from milky, silvery moonlight trying to emerge from cloud cover. The rest of our light that guided us faintly came from a friend's trusty flashlight in front of our single file line, as we trudged along a rocky path. Watched the tide moving in and out as we crossed a small, sketchy man-made bridge where river meets sea, water moving quickly underneath us. We finally reached the bungalow and plopped down in each of our wooden chairs, preparing for the trance-like state of relaxation that laid ahead.
I'm in love with everything about this island. The food is exceptional, particularly anything with coconut as a base flavor or ingredient--from coconut curry to the actual coconut water and flesh itself. The scenery is just to die for, and my heart has been full all day as a consequence. My breath has been taken from me in the tiny moments where I'm enthralled by how massive and green a mountainous jungle is, or how expansive and peachy the sunset is laid against an indigo and blue horizon. Moments where I'm reminded that something larger, older and very sacred is at work here. It's just too beautiful and perfect. I'm right where I should be and feel no resistance. I'm not even worried about the ants in my room--it's all good. I'm all good. All good. Yes.
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