Holly….

“Is this a good book?” she said. And that was the beginning of a long conversation that is still ongoing till this date. Holly, like her name had something holistic in her, as if you are talking not to a person but with thoughts without any efforts, free, sublime and serene thoughts. She was coming to ghana for her vocations and for drumming lessons and we met on the plane…….I said ” not much to see here, but few good deserted beaches and some poverty shock”… but when I met her the second time, I had to say that I am seeing africa for the first time with you. She invited me to a african drumming and dance performance by some old veternans and it was amazing…. her friend Lida, a perfect example of happiness personified was butterflying here and there, and the old african women were dancing not with their body so much but with their heart and soul, and then suddenly the whole world started dancing on the beats of african drumming…the raw emotions shining on the faces of men and women dancing, the ancient rythems of dance and music shouting to tell everybody that they are still alive and as fresh as ever…………
“I like connecting people”, she said The third time I met her, She was telling me about a very interesting german lady she met who practice Ousteopathy and charges a pineapple for her diagnostic and treatment, …. and that’s how I met Suzan…Not knowing about oustepathy before, I was curiously excited and took an appointment…… “Ah! she said.. your left side of brain seems to be blocked…….…its gonna hurt but you need to send all your love to the place where it hurts the most(what a romantic sentence I said to myself)…its like listening to your body and interupting only when the fluids are heading wrong way…give your body weight to the earth so your body gets relaxed…people think it is all spiritual but it is just a science,” she ended modestly with small sentences of hope and gentle message on body’s pressure points to bring it to balance……..
Sitting afterwards in Holly’s small hut along the beach and listening to cool night breeze I felt so light and lonely I wanted to fly and then we flew together and our thoughts flew together higher and higher and I heard my self saying ” but holly is it really possible to see people without the shades of glasses we are covered with…. Colored glasses of our own pre-judgments and biasness” and she serenely said “why not, its easy, isnt it what is real?”…………
The story goes on…………………..