Rue du Pourquoi Pas

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If I have a dollar and I give it to you, I have nothing left to share with others…
If I have a idea and I give it to you, I still have an idea to share with others…
But if I have love and I give it to you, I’ll have even more love to share with others…

It was the very first thing to strike me when I reached Guatemala. I was still on the boat. I was just seeing the coast from far away. And suddenly, there was this huge giant wave of Love. I was laughing, for no reason. Tears of happiness in my eyes, mixed with this huge surprise in my heart…  huge smile on my face… while I was absolutely unable to explain my feelings. To understand them. It was just beautiful, amazing, intense… first though was the fact that I was here, in Guatemala. Such a symbol for some persons so close to me… souvenirs, images, past and present being confused together…

The boat arrived by the dock. I walked for 4 minutes in Livingston. Was unable to walk further. My backpack was for nothing. I can walk for ages with a backpack. But there was something else. It was just… to much.

A bit later, I was in a launcha, on the Rio Dulce. Second wave of love. Second time overwhelmed by my feeling, being so thankful to life, for bringing me here… amazement in front of the cliffs, the jungle, the river… fascination in front of this landscape, saturated by such a beautiful energy. This feeling that Gaia, everywhere, was watching me, was loving me. Jungle is juste about Life. And Love. It’s so easy to understand why it is so important to the mayans. And not only because it provides them with everything they need…

Not feeling well with the people of Alquimia, I didn’t stay long there. I found an amazing hideaway, still near the Rio Dulce. It’s in Hotelito Perdido that I start to understand what was happening… where, exactly, I was… seeing all the locals being so happy, smiling, so full of love… being overwhelmed everywhere… I had two options. Build the strongest and hugest walls I’ve ever had around me… or forget any kind of protection. Destroy any kind of wall left. Ground them to the the slightest grain of dust. Getting rid of all that… and dive into this Love. Dive into this amazingly beautiful feeling. And see what’s going to happen. Intermediate option was not an option. When talking about Love, it’s hard for me not to go in an extreme or an other…

I left France early september, full of Love. I kept on stocking love in Montreal and in Oregon, before starting to head south from Boston. Everything really started in Chetumal. When I start to project Love all around me, in a conscious way. In everything I was doing. Of course, it doesn’t cost much when you gather seaweed on the beach, or clean bathroom in a hostel. But it was an interesting experience… and it prepared me for Guatemala.

Once in Hotelito Perdido, everything started to be more intense. I was in direct contact with real humans. I was giving Love to other human beings. I was part of their trip, part of their experience. Traveling is such a unique experience… and I was able to make their experience even more unique… I’ve started to give without expectation. Without waiting for anything. Before I continue my trip to la Iguana Perdida, by the Atitlan Lake… by the lake and its two volcanoes. That’s where I finally completely submerge myself, gave away any kind of control. « I love you » doesn’t really make sense any more. « I love her » or « I love him » either. Only one thing now make sense. « I love ».

I fall in love with Oregon a few years from now. Fall in love with the unique energy you can feel there. So much love, so much tenderness in the same place… I’ve met this kind of energy before, this kind of feeling, in different places. But never in such a big scale… I was not expecting to find the same, even more intense, in Guatemala. What’s in common between Oregon and Guatemala ?

I spent a long time, watching those two volcanoes, on the other side of the lake. Toliman. And San Pedro. I talked with them every morning. I took the time to watch them, to thank them, and to immerse myself in their energy. It’s by watching those volcanoes that I finally understood. Where are my favourite spots in Oregon ? Umpquat Hot Spring, Crater Lake, the beautiful shape of Mount Hood over the horizon… and Guatemala, with its numerous hot springs. With volcanoes everywhere. With those two amazing guardians, on the other side of the lake…

Gaia, mother earth, is only Love. Volcanoes and Hot Spring are direct access to her; to her Love. Volcanic area are some of the most fertile area. And what is fertility if not the most primitive form of Love from Gaia ?

For one month, I immersed myself into Gaia’s Love. Into the Love of the two volcanoes, into the Love of this huge lake, who makes me want to go back to Oregon, to swim in Crater Lake… all this love, that I freely took from Gaia, I gave it all around me. I met so many amazing person. I pretend that I changed the travel of many people. I gave love without limit. Without counting. Without expectation. Creating deep and strong roots in the « here and now » like I’ve never been able to do before… I lived Atitlan Lake in an perfect instantaneity. I abandoned myself to those people. Some for an evening. Some for a few days. Some for a few weeks. I Loved so many time. And my Love was accepted so many time…

Many travellers are afraid of Love. Afraid to creat deep connection. Afraid to create link. Afraid of goodbyes. Afraid of pain… but when you travel in the present, others will always be here. You just have to accept the impermanency of everything. I’ve stopped asking people where they are from, or where they are going. I stopped asking people when they are leaving. It’s not what I’m interested in. What I’m interested in, is that those travellers are here. And now. And that’s what I want to share with them.

Thousands of thanks to all those who crossed my way during the last weeks. Thousands of thanks for accepting my love with so much generosity. Thanks to all of you for making my inner trip a unique and exceptional experience.

Thanks to you, Eva. And thanks to you, Carly.

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