I’m b-a-a-a-a-a-ck. My time in Germany is drawing to a close and I’m preparing to be RKA in L(atin)A(merica) again so I decided to take a few weeks off to re-design my art + activism website (re-launching tomorrow!) and ready my heartwork for the move back to Mexico.
I am beyond excited to be going back to sublime San Cristóbal de las Casas but our return is bound to be bittersweet. Roberto’s wonderful friends welcomed me to Bielefeld with open arms and it will be hard to say goodbye knowing that years may go by until we see them again (if ever). Equally heartbreaking is the fact that, in my four months living across the pond, Bielefeld has been my only European experience. It seems my traveler’s eyes were too big for my stomach (er, budget) and our grand plans of dashing off on weekend trips to Rome and Paris quickly turned to “Well, maybe we can buy a round of beers at the corner bar if we eat pasta all week.” If we’re lucky, we’ll make it to Berlin and Budapest before we depart, but the canals of Venice and the coast of Crete will just have to wait ’til next time.
Oh well. C’est la vie.
It took my hopeful heart several months to admit defeat on this one. The biggest disappointment, by far, was having to re-schedule our plans to visit Nairobi, Kenya on our way back to Mexico–a dream of ours that looked like it was about to come true, as flights from Dusseldorf to Nairobi are less expensive than a return ticket to Cancún and I have two dear friends working on social projects in Kenya that Roberto and I were excited to support.
But life has reminded me in these last couple of weeks that things don’t always work out as planned. And, as far as this trip is concerned, I am truly grateful that the most important things fell into place–namely a love-filled reunion with my San Cris sweetheart and several months of uninterrupted time for my heartwork at RKA ink. So, who’s complaining?
Living in Latin America for the last three years taught me to see life as a Rorschach–open to interpretation, shaped by my ever-changing perspective, different depending on whose eyes behold it. Living in Germany for the last four months taught me to make art from that Rorschach and this lesson is reflected in the RKA ink(blot) you see in front of you.
Plans change. Life happens. When I arrived in Germany, my life’s Rorschach looked heart-shaped–now it resembles an arrow pointing me forward, pointing me home. Next year, I hope it points me to Kenya.
As of today, Roberto and I are hoping to be in Kenya for several months in mid 2013. Our glass half full, we now have enough time to strategize exactly how we can partner with our friends in Nairobi to create a meaningful experience for everyone involved, which might not have happened had we quickly rushed to Kenya just to take advantage of the awesome airfare. Stay tuned in the coming weeks for more on how you can be involved in Kenyawesome 2013. (And don’t miss the RKA in LA re-launch bright and early tomorrowwwww!)
Tip #25 for working with heart – set plans in motion, not in stone.