With each passing day, I can feel my spirit slowly unraveling. Heading in every which direction. Less and less I feel as one with my mind, my body, and my spirit. My mind is focusing on ego issues that my spirit recognizes as fickle and unimportant. My body desires nutrition that my mouth won’t seem to feed it. In this country foreign to me, but have with each year become more accustom to, I find myself able to recognize my inconsistencies. The actions that bring about this imbalance. Not eating properly (Greeks eat an immense amount of souvlaki, gyros, and bifteki, I need fruits and greens), not sleeping enough, not meditating or writing. Things that keep my chakras aligned. The activities that have my hands reaching upward and free but keep my toes rooted in the Earth below me. It’s been a few weeks since I catered to me. With this knowledge, I am now taking the time to feed myself the love, the food, and the personal space that my spirit needs.

This morning, I went to the track to do my rehab exercises. I was efficient with my time so that I could immediately walk to the mall. I took the back roads. Down the winding uneven gravel paths. I walked around the deep puddles of mud water, unsure where the water came from as it hasn’t rained in the three days I’ve been here. I peer through the bush covered fences unto the lives of the Greek civilians. A woman sits gazing on her risen porch with a mug of coffee as a man sweeps the dust and leaves from his patio below her. I cut through a more narrow way with abandoned car parts and overgrown weeds sprouting from the grass. Branches larger than my body litter the ground beside them. The sun beats at me and I wonder how the stray cats out for their afternoon walk as well survive in this heat every day. I duck below a low hanging vine and come to an opening. “The Mall”, it reads in big red letters.

I make my way up the steps and enter the air-conditioned space. I feel the eyes of everyone I pass on me. Something I’m used to here, but still not something I’m particularly comfortable with. I suppose it’s not every day you see a black person walking around the local mall here in Marousi. I spot a smoothie station with fresh fruit and a crepe station next to it with a spinach crepe option. Finally, sustenance!

After hours of writing, clearing my mind, organizing my thoughts, and putting them down on paper, I head outside for fresh air. The sweltering Hellenic sun is broken up by whiffs of refreshing breezes. “Kátse, chalaróste,” I tell myself in Greek. Repeating the words I’ve been trying to learn. I take a seat, close my eyes, and simply breathe. Connecting to the God within me, my mind clears; releasing stress, agitation, and insecurity. 10 minutes pass and my body breathes easier now. I am renewed. My spirit is full and I can continue on in my journey.

Questions for you!!

• Are you engaging in activities that feed your spirit, not deplete it?
• Are you aware of when its time to re-energize your spirit?
• Do you take the time to figure out what your mind, your body, and your spirit are asking of you?

Love you!!

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