Tuesday, October 5, 2010
A new adventure begins
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Packing for an Extended Journey
Monday, March 1, 2010
India: Chapter Two & more exciting updates
"South India, still relatively overlooked by the masses, is steeped in rich and ancient history. From spicy culture to laid back nature, it has something for everyone. Authentic experiences await in markets, temples, kitchens, canals and jungles. Tamil Nadu is the heart of ancient India's Dravidian culture, whose legacy will be felt in the temples of Tanjore and Mammalapuram. And no South India journey is complete without Kerala, where we will float down the lush backwaters in a traditional houseboat, explore emerald green tea plantations and immerse ourselves in one of the friendliest cultures in India."
"Arriving in North India, you step into the history and mystery of a land culture goes back thousands of years. With a potent blend of the stunning and the sacred, the experience will stimulate your senses and touch your soul. Visit Jaipur, the Pink City, and witness the town's amazing transformation at sunset. Experience the grandeur and perfection of the Taj Mahal, and honor sacred life on the Ganges River at Varanasi as it has been for millennia. Trace Buddhism back to its roots at Sarnath where Gautama Buddha learned and shared his teachings. Travel through time as you witness time-honored silk production techniques. This is a journey not to be missed! "
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Post-Trip Q & A
"One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things." –- Henry Miller
So I've been back in the USA for 6 days and so far, so good. I'm slowly easing into "Western" life and culture again. I've spent some time with family and friends and am getting a lot of questions from them, so I thought I'd answer a few of them for all of you, too.
To be honest, traveling alone is a fallacy. In my experience, I was virtually never alone. I can think of maybe 10 times in 10 months that I was really, truly alone. But virtually never lonely. When you travel, wherever you go, you meet people who are doing the same thing that you are doing. Interesting, fun, adventurous people - exactly the kind that I wanted to hang out with. I met hundreds of people that I hope to stay in touch with, and a few, cherished friends that I know will be in my life forever! The hardest part about "traveling alone" is getting on that first airplane, and then getting off at a new place without someone by your side. After that, you instantly start making friends, connecting, and creating plans. And it's fun because you are making plans for you and you alone, and not by committee decision.
Did you feel safe?
By and by, I followed a few simple rules that served me well:
1) Always look like you know where you're going, even if you don'tOther than that, I was just aware of my security and well-being at all times and exercised an awful lot of common sense. It worked well for me.
2) Don't make eye contact with strangers (hard one to do, but an effective technique)
3) Don't get drunk, do drugs, or do anything to dull your mental acuity.
Country with the best food?
That's a tough question, really tough. Certainly Nepal, Laos and Cambodia had the worst, but the best... probably India. That is, after all, where I gained at least 5 pounds! Dosas, curries, steamed bananas, chapati's and coconut chutney on everything! Despite how tasty the food is, it can be a bit heavy and oily at times. So a very close runner up is Vietnam. Though I spent less than a week there, I was staying with the Food Queen of Saigon. Marjie made sure that I ate the best that her neighborhood had to offer for every meal. Even between meals we found excuses to try something new. And most surprising to me there was the abundance of fresh squid in the cooking. In the states, squid is generally called calamari and deep fried. But there, they made soups and stir frys and sautes and so much more with it, and it was DELICIOUS! I'm looking forward to finding the best Vietnamese restaurant in Seattle to see how ours compares. Any suggestions?
Most Memorable Person(s)?
Gerdien, hands down. We spent over 4 months together and had immeasurable amounts of fun. But I also can't fail to mention Kuba and Kasia, my new Polish family.
Biggest Disappointment?
Hands down, not being able to be with Sadie in her final moments. That was terrible, and I'm grieving again now that I'm home.
Worst Accommodations? Best?
Probably in Madurai, India where I was for the Presidential Inauguration and I insisted (ask Gerdien) on finding a hotel with cable television. We settled on the first place we saw, because we were both weary from long bus rides and hot temperatures. The place had filth on the walls, dirty sheets, leftover garbage from a previous tenant...and CNN. We stayed, but it was only my skepticism at finding somewhere else in our price range with cable television! The best accommodations were everywhere that I stayed with my mom in Germany and Poland...I was beyond grateful for the respite from lukewarm, dirty showers and rock hard beds. Thanks Mom!
In hindsight, I can't believe my good fortune on this journey. I left a couple of weeks before the economy went down the toilet so I didn't have to hear all the depressing news, I missed all the political ads and campaigning (though still got to vote), met so many amazing friends, learned so much about so many things (not to mention myself), and came home richer despite my tanking 401(k). Life is definitely good. To me, the impermanence of money was a major lesson on this trip. Everything is fleeting, except for this very moment.
"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." -- Mark TwainI plan to continue my blog as my life unfolds, and also will do a few final wraps on the trip - including a post on essential items to pack on trip like mine.
With gratitude,
Pam
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Time going. Fast.
I spent a week studying medicinal plants and learning how to make tinctures and teas, got my Reiki I attunement, had my chakras aligned and balanced, was ¨reconnected¨ to the universal energy, had a crystal healing (very cool!), got a few acupuncture treatments, read at least 6 books, learned about astrology, numerology, alchemy and Atlantis, did yoga every single day, swam at least a dozen times in the sacred Lake Atitlan, and settled into a rewarding meditation routine! It know that it sounds a bit fluffy, but it was delightful to be able to spend so much time just LEARNING and BEING and LISTENING. Total bliss...
We spent the last five days of the course in silence. I withheld solid food for 9 days and completely fasted for 5 of those. In that time, we had a project to do that involved about 20 pages of my journal. The course ended with a very special, positively magical Full Moon Ceremony that I will never forget.
In my class, there was a really fantastic group of people from all over the world. There was Gil from Israel, who is working on an ambitious world peace project; Mat, the adorable musician from LA who travels with his guitar; Mo, the retired nurse now living in Nicaragua; Andrea, the awesome free spirit from Argentina; Ifat, the former accountant creating a new life for herself; and many others. When you have so much time, and share such intense experiences, you tend to grow rather attached to one another! I know I have made many lifetime friends here.
I had been feeling a bit apprehensive about coming home. Not dreading it, but just not really feeling ready.
With love and gratitude,
Pam
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
The Sun, the Moon and the Rain

I´m stationed here for my final weeks of my journey. Every day in the Moon Course, I spend about two hours each in meditation, yoga, and equally about that much in class, learning about things like the tarot, numerology, reiki and medicinal plants. It´s about as healthy as healthy living comes here. I´m eating a totally vegetarian diet (nearly vegan), learning a ton, sleeping about 9 hours a night, and surrounded by amazing people. You see how people get stuck here? Oh, and this is my own private pyramid that I call home!I didn´t realize when I sent all of my warm weather clothes home that I would be living here in the middle of the very rainy season at around 5,000 feet! Needless to say, it´s been a bit damp and dreary for the last few weeks, which actually has been good for my studies and personal time. I am nearly constantly chilled and spending a lot of time in the sauna, preparing for a balmy Seattle summer to warm me up!
That said, I did have a mystical experience the other day. The weather, being quite moody, brings with it a lot of thunder and lightning storms. This one was special... there was not a cloud in the night sky, the air was warm, the stars were shining, and lightning was flashing. A magical silence hung.
Before I came to San Marcos, I took a tour of a fantastic organization in Guatemala City called Safe Pasages. A couple of my friends here were volunteering there for an extended period of time, and I wanted to see what it was all about. WOW. It was started by an American woman around 12 years ago because she (then 25 years old!) was visiting Guatemala and wanted to see the ¨real¨ Guatemala. She went to the local garbage dump and watched in amazement as thousands of very poor Guatemalans work there, salvaging through the rubbish to find anything of value. An average salary for them in this filthy life is around $2-3 US per day. So she started Safe Passage in order to support the children of these families so that they would have a safe place to go during the day. It started with 40 kids, and now has over 800. It is a professionally-run, wonderful organization and I would love to come back some day and volunteer myself! Next trip...
I can honestly say that before I came to Guatemala I was wondering why I had chosen this place, so far from everywhere else that I would be traveling, to close my trip. I was questioning my ïnstincts¨ that had led me here in the first place. Now that I am here, I know without a doubt that this is exactly where I am supposed to be right now! Guatemala´s magical pull that got me back here (I first visited for 3 weeks in 1993) was just the magic I needed.
With love,
Pam
Monday, June 1, 2009
Roosters, Turtles & Other Blessings

I´m living in San Antonio Aguas Calientes about 15 minutes outside of Antigua, Guatemala with a wonderful woman and her extended family in their guest house. (Above is the view of my deck, with the volcanoes hiding behind the clouds.) As I´ve discovered and experienced, in most of the world families support each other, live together, work together, cook together, eat together, and often sleep in the same room as each other. This family, though poor by American standards, has one of the richest collective lives that I´ve ever witnessed. Four generations of the family live in one house, with four bedrooms. They care for each other in a way that I envy, with genuine love and concern for each others well being. Great grandma is cooing and cuddling her 9 month old grandson while the in-between generations prepare the meal, feed the animals, do the morning´s dishes, sweep the floors and wash the laundry. I´ve been invited to stay with this family indefinitely, though my schedule will only permit one week at this time, unfortunately.
It´s such a striking contrast to life in the States. Which way would I prefer? What is better? It´s just too difficult, and frankly impossible, to compare cultures in that way, but it does make me think that they have figured out a way of living that the Western world needs to embrace
Yesterday I spent the day participating in the family life, and then receiving a tour through the lovely old town by my family´s two nieces, Eugenia and Mariela. We had a lovely afternoon enjoying ice cream, and teaching each other our native languages. In the evening I helped prepare a delicious dinner of fish, beans, tortillas, rice and salad. We all ate together at one table, as we do for each meal. The conversation is lively (all in Spanish) and the laughter is hearty. Above is Lidia, my Guatemalan mama, and below are my tour guides.
I spent a week in Costa Rica, with Joanie and a few other friends from the states. We had a great time, and it was so good to catch up with mi mejor amiga! Of all the fun things, we did the best will be no surprise to anyne who knows me...we got to go on a Leatherback turtle patrol at Estacion Las Tortugas (the project that Parsons PR has been involved with for more than 6 years) and help to midwife the births of more than 200 baby turtle eggs. We were also lucky enough to be there to see the hatchlings (tortuguitas) before they began their courageous journey to the sea. Our timing was perfect! The weather held out, and the turtles came out to play...magical!
We also had a few other pretty fantastic wildlife sightings includi
ng a mamma sloth with her baby eating about 20 feet or less directly above our heads, and a wild boar (think of Pumba!) with a slight disability who was disowned from his clan and had taken up friendship with tourists. Oh, and I got to hold a toucan and the largest (thankfully dead) beetle known to mankind. Eeeewwwww..........
Every single day, as I have been doing for several years, when I crawl into bed at night I allow my final thoughts before passing into sleep to count the day´s blessings in addition to those of my life. I am grateful that my life is so rich, and that this nightly tradition seems to take me longer each day. Life in Guatemala is keeping me up for more than one reason!
With love,
Pam