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How did I get here?

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How did I get here? I thought myself here. I made choices to get here. This morning I'm thinking about the craziness of going to East Asia. Where they cane people for not following the rules. Which means you really need to know your rules. Everyone says it sounds cool to go to Borneo, that I'm so lucky. I'm learning that I also have to be brave. Then I started thinking about belief systems. If you have never been to Borneo, and you want to go, what do you do? Change your belief that you can't go. Start really truly thinking about how good it would feel to go, and what would have to happen in order for you to go. Go to the American Airlines website and book the flight. Except it's not that simple, is it? It's never that simple. That's what you do, but it's never that easy. I am a firm believer in positive daily affirmations. I believe in changing my life by changing my thoughts, because that's the equipment for the factory where decisions are ma...

A travel high is a natural high

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Day 1 of knowing we are going to Borneo. The voice in my head says: For real? Borneo? I'm excited and a little stunned. What is a girl like me doing with plans to Malaysia in East Asia? It was a particular goal of mine, and a struggle of mine in January: to say that for 2018 I was going to try to Let It Happen. I ended up on the beaches of Costa Rica for 3 weeks, then in the mountains for what will be 3 months. In April we are going to someplace even more foreign than Macedonia. I was ok with letting the Universe guide me. Yes, I believe in the power of the Universe and God, and not necessarily as 2 separate things. If you ask me, I can explain it better in person. Or maybe that will be my next blog. I remember this feeling from 2016 when we bought the tickets to Costa Rica. Then in April of last year we went to Europe. I wondered long and hard about what to do with 2018, and then I realized that I could Let It Happen. I have a good skill set of making the most of things. I am ...

This is the place

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This is the flag of where we are going. Malaysia. Sarawak is the city. It's on the island of Borneo. Think orangutans. Wish me luck!

Tickets to the next destination!

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21 days to go. I had a hectic life in 2016. I worked two full time jobs while transitioning between them. The first job was crazy hours and huge demands on my time and brain matter. The second job was a creative challenge and learning everything like you do with a new job. Steady hours, but gone 9 hours a day and my boss expected me to take work home. I fooled her. I had an affirmation that I could do twice the work in double the time. I pulled it off. Every night I would go home and it would be a matter of what needed to be done now, and what needed to be done next. Then we went to Costa Rica in September and I learned what relaxation really was. Then we traveled around Europe for 3 months in 2017. That was a lot of action. Being exhausted from exciting hours of travel and exploring is not the same as relaxation. We also spent 4 months in the United States last year. Then we came back to Costa Rica yet again. And earlier this month I learned the true depths of relaxation. I had to...

Ouch

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We are still up in the jungle. Still limited internet, but today I am in town, back in civilization for a few days again. 2 weeks ago I wasn't paying attention, and I don't have a lot of experience with motorbikes, and I wasn't wearing jeans, and I got a burn on my right calf from the exhaust of the bike. Ouch. I had to spend almost 2 weeks being careful, resting, and staying out of the sun. I did a lot of thinking, reading, and writing. I had a lot of what I call "Aha! moments". The injury is all better now, don't you worry. It was my own little healing miracle. Only 2 weeks later and the wound is just pretty pink new skin. I faced many fears out in the jungle. I squashed many indoor spiders. I took out my fair share of scorpions. I have to figure out how to go back to 'normal' after this? Could be tricky. This is the bloom of the flowers along the long driveway, showing the first morning light on the tree with no bark. . There are cr...

You want to buy this house

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If you want to live with this view from your dining room, living room, kitchen, and bedroom: contact me. It's for sale. It's 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, and quite lovely. The laundry room is fantastic and big with a great set of cupboards. It has a three car garage. The long driveway is lined with beautiful red flowers. There are many established trees and plants. There are bananas, a lemon tree, a grapefruit tree, a sour sop tree, two small garden areas - and more. This charming tropical house is surrounded by a small coffee orchard which is shaded by an orange grove. It is wonderful to be in the kind of community where everyone who drives by will honk and wave. It's in a small town in Costa Rica called Huacas, near Hojancha. Internet is available out there. The house is solidly built, designed by the same man who designed the Huacas church. The property is 3.5 acres. The price is $250,000 U.S. dollars. If you are interested please contact me at zethamblin@gmail.com or con...

The Problem isn't the problem

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The problem with terrible and tough things is that they don’t have to be so tough: if I would stop being so emotionally involved in them. The problem with deep trials is that they prove who my real friends are. They make me see what things are really important. They force me to reveal my true strength. They make me have to change, and grow. They challenge my ideas of what Love really needs to be. They compel me to Question Things. Darkness has a way of giving me a chance to shine, to learn about the light. I am learning. It's all about the blessons. The blessings in the lessons. This past month has been one wild ride.  Here is something I wrote on DAY 6: Every night around 7pm my legs start to ache. I don’t think it’s fair, I’ve been working so hard, and I should have lost about fifteen pounds by now. The big fancy scale in the garage says I’m still at the same weight as when we first arrived one month ago. Phooey. I don’t whose fault it is. I believe in the jun...