Goodness Wrapped in Fog
08 May 2011 Leave a Comment
in General Life
This past weekend was amazing. It was Buddhas’ birthday weekend, technically it is isn’t until Tuesday, but all the festivities happened this weekend. A nice long weekend. 
Wednesday night, hopped on a bus, went to a beautiful park, just outside a city called Socho, to Seorakasan. A glorious, jagged, hiking and climbing backdoor playground with its very own little biosphere. We arrive in Socho at 2 in the morning, needing a bed for the night, we look to our left and wallah… a motel… we enter, the price is fair, so my friend Julia and I split a room, and her friend Ricky takes another, we go upstairs, say goodnight to Ricky as he leaves for his floor, and we try to enter our room.. cannot for the life of me open the door, Julia laughs at me and lo and behold… when she tries neither can she. We go downstairs, to find Ricky already there…. trying to get a new room as well, he was able to open the door, however when he looked in there was already a big snoring man sleeping in his bed…. YIKES. So as we are calmly asking for a different arrangement, the lady’s husband in his jammies comes down the stairs, they bicker and bicker, we are staring… looking at each other… Uh…. Uh…. room?? they pay us no attention, instead as they continue to bicker, she pulls out a wad of bills and hands us our money back… done.
Ok… next motel it is!!
Way more successful, way nicer and same price! Good deal!! We sleep wonderfully, wake up and hop on bus to our final destination. Seoraksan. To stay at a wonderful little hotel right in the park… views to behold. Foggy views… but still gorgeous. I start feeling not so well and decided to not explore but meet my friends later for the temple bell ring. I sleep all day, get up to go to the bell and still feel awful… oh my goodness… shaky and feverish… how fun. I am awake waiting for the bell that failed to come and besides going to the hot springs like was planned, they left, and I slept. 
24 hours of sleep. Next day feel better, we go on a wonderful hike to a cave where it is just magical. Misty, high climb, beautiful landscape, can’t see a thing. A monk chant playing in the cave, a place to pray, and fresh spring that tasted like heaven and a man who lives on the side of this mountain ledge cave who pops up to answer his cell phone. Hahah, amazing. Anything is possible people.
When we returned we went straight to the lantern festival, it was amazing, the longest parade I have ever been to. Clapping, cheering, just pure wonderful fun. The night continues, and although I am about ready to go home.. the music changes… I can’t help myself, I begin to dance.
This is one of my favorite moments I have felt dancing. Not dancing with anyone, but with everyone. feeling like I am magic on the floor, not doing anything fancy or whatnot, but just being free, being me and floating away. I felt like I could move my body for years, just dance. My bliss. My home. It was amazing.
I had such a wonderful time. But I realized I was sad, angry, happy, hoping, free, wanting, brilliant… everything.
Each move had an emotion to it. I could dance forever because of all that I feel, it was coming out, releasing me like never before. I was told how wonderful I am, then I was reminded of silence, I was told how special, and fascinating I am, then I remembered the silence. Happy, angry, happy, sad, happy, disappointed. … happy. 
Anything can happen.
People have choices, but I feel like we forget sometimes that there isn’t just black and white, but a whole spectrum of colour, of choices to choose from within a single moment.
I couldn’t stop saying it last night, and still can’t stop saying, … just dance and be in the moment. Why make things soo difficult?
Hahaha, this was my weekend. Goodness W
rapped in Fog.
