The body speaks the mind waits.

For some time my body has been speaking to me. Let me tell you what its been saying. "Get out of here" I thought this might be the tremors of whats called culture shock. But Ive been to Europe many times, and even lived there for a stint or two, so that argument wont fly. I tried to console my wordless body,telling him that he should chill out, relax enjoy the ride, maybe even find some-other body who will enjoy a ride. But, there was knocking at the door, at first faint and than with a pounding thrust and I had to listen and listen well. Sometimes its ok to throw the towel to be honest with oneself and make a decision, even though that decision will affect others for good or bad. Sometimes I need to stick with things and see them through, but here something was knocking really hard and I had to listen and act. And so I will be off again to another place. I am on a journey. In this journey, its ok to make mistakes. Its ok to change my mind. Its ok to say No, and Its ok to disappoint, because that is what makes a real and honest journey.