An entire year has passed, I’m finally back in Newfoundland. It’s been a journey. It seems as if spending time with my favorite people is a sin. The Canadian boarder almost didn’t want to let me in. I guess not booking a return ticket raises suspicion. After almost an hour of interrogating the guy says, “I believe you.” He says to me he needs to make sure I’m not trying to stay. I laugh and assure him I’m allergic to snow.
In all honesty there are so many factors determining my return. I would love more than ANYTHING for my kids to fly here and spend a week or two. I have to renew their passports first and I’m still not sure it will all happen in time. As for now, I’m here and plan on enjoying every second soaking up the beautiful outdoors Canada has to offer.
My strip trip ended with an unexpected drive back to Florida, where I had to change my flight from JFK to MCO. I decided to give Friday night a shot in Daytona and after walking with only $85.00, I vowed never to work in Daytona again. (Unless Bike Week is happening). Also, after one manager’s comment when another girl stole my entire pile of stage tips, I won’t work at Grandview ever again. I don’t have patience for thieves. Sometimes you just outgrow certain places and circumstances.
As for dancing, I’m taking a mental break. My focus is on my writing and my art. My creative energy seems to be overflowing these days.
My body, at the moment feels incredibly sore, but in such a good way. My lower back aches from deep backbends, my calves burn from climbing, my hamstrings are sore when I sit. All are good pains. The result of hard work and dedication.
DETOX IS PAINFUL
There’s no getting around it. You have to deconstruct before you reconstruct. Break completely down in order to rebuild.
I haven’t smoked marijuana and I don’t desire to do so whatsoever. For those that don’t know. After my divorce, my depression was so severe that only smoking weed brought me out. It made me laugh. I laughed my way out of depression, and into addiction. I was in denial of the addiction, but when I tried to quit, the daily nausea was unbearable. I was also secretly afraid I would loose my creative writing if I didn’t smoke. That was silly of me to think. I just have less typos to edit now 😉
On top of quitting ganja, I quit white sugars, processed foods, and COFFEE! You heard that right! It isn’t a miss print. I haven’t had a coffee in weeks. I now am a proud drinker of Matcha Latte with coconut milk and no sweetener is necessary.
My body hurts, but it looks and feels better than it has in years.
Upon landing in St. John’s, Chelsea and I have spent the last two days hiking. It’s been an adventure and only 48 hrs.
Day one we found wild lavender fields and are going back to collect the flowers to dehydrate. I want to make my own tea. This has me so super excited. The air smells so sweet as if you can taste the fragrance on your tongue. Walking back from the fields, we stumble upon two men coming from town in their horse and buggy. The horses name was Duke, but Duke was camera shy. I just love seeing how old country it is here. I feel like I step into a time machine every time I land on the Rock.
Today we tackled Signal Hill. The attempt, after climbing to the bottom from a spot we had to boulder a bit, was a swim in the Atlantic Ocean. That didn’t happen because my foot froze instantly when making contact with the water and my brain said “NO!” Instead we did what we do best and stripped down to our birthday suits for some memorable photos. The view is out of this world and I plan on hiking everyday until I can jog the entire thing.
To me, Canada looks like the Bibles rendition of Heaven.
Business wise, I’m working on plenty of things from my computer and some are top secret for now. Just know that next year will be a whole new ball game.
As for the present moment, I need a hot bath with Epson Salts. Tomorrow is a moon day and I can finally take rest from my Ashtanga Practice. Chelsea wants to learn yoga and I’m so very happy to share my love of this lineage with her. Not tomorrow though. Tomorrow is another adventure!
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Random Acts of Candice 