I’m staying in the Bed and Breakfast suite at Bonnies place and on the shelf I have found copies of ‘The Four Agreements’ and ‘Daughters of Copper Woman’ which are both books that I really want to read.
I think that arriving at any new farm or couch surfing host is always going to be awkward and I’ve got to do it at approximately another 24 times over the next 6 months.
When we visit people we know, we arrive to waves, hugs, kisses or at the very least a smile and a warm handshake. When we arrive at the homes of strangers it’s hard not to have the defences up. They tend to be welcoming but guarded. I tend to be polite but awkward. I guess it’s human nature, or maybe it’s just me, but whatever the case it’s something that I’m just going to have to accept for a little while. Yes, it is going to be uncomfortable, over and over and over again. But just because it’s temporarily uncomfortable it doesn’t mean that it’s wrong. If I’m going to meet new people and have new experiences it’s not going to feel like putting on an old pair of slippers. Sometimes the shoes are going to feel too big, sometimes too heavy, but I’m going to have to grow to fit them as they stretch and adapt to my own shape.
Even arriving here, in what must be the most laid back place in the northern hemisphere, it felt weird to begin with and I had my doubts about my choice. I started thinking that maybe I should move on somewhere else, that maybe this farm was a bit TOO laid back for me and I should go somewhere a bit more ‘serious’, whatever that means – wow, I‘m in a funny headspace still! But once we’d sat down to supper and I’d learned to hold down a conversation over the top of another very loud one going on next to me, drunk a glass of homebrew and we’d all shared our stories I was laughing my socks off and Bonnie, Wayne and Zena all seemed to be a fair bit more comfortable with me too.
So this is where I am now so I’m going to get on with ‘being here’ for the next 7 days.