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Day 1 Galápagos

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Day 1 Galápagos

Rise and shine! The early bird gets the..er.. Beach to himself. Today I awoke at 5am, Desayunos at 6, and was at the beach with my snorkel and mask by 8. Walking through the cobblestone streets at such an hour, the air was still and light, the sun gave everything a warm glow. Passing by the local cemetery, I was moved to stop and give a moment of appreciation at how beautiful it was. Think, New Orleans cemetery meets tropical botanical garden. Old burial houses and flowers, lots of flowers. I didn't think it respectful to take photos. Continuing on the mangrove forest path, iguanas find sunshine to warm their bodies. Snorkelling with schools of tropical fish, past mounds of obsidian black volcanic rock contrasting with white sand patches.

Decided to break into my credit card reserve a bit, to either, hire a boat to go to a top snorkelling spot or learn to surf. Decisions decisions. I have some time to gain clarity, tomorrow will be a day in the shade to recover from my, accidental, sizzlin nap on the beach. I picked up some 'after sun' lotion, but the long list of chemical ingredients turned me off. Managed to find some aloe Vera in the garden next to where I'm sleeping. I cut off a bit and bathed my lobster body in the ooey gooey medicine. Plants to the rescue, again!

Currently, in between my adventures, I'm reading a psychology book by Robert A. Johnson, entitled, Transformation. It talks about the three levels of jungian consciousness development available to humans. How the true work of maturity is to work through these levels to a self realized state of completion and harmony, and how Don Quixote, Hamlet and the Faust characters of literature seem to accurately portray these levels of consciousness. An attempt at a basic reference to the levels if I may. The simple consciousness is Quixote, living in his imagination to the exclusion of the external. Chasing the windmill dragons of thought. This is medieval Europe and most of the non colonized world. Hamlet moves into all of the western colonized world of consciousness. A world of external to the exclusion of the internal, of anxiety, tragedy and indecision. This is the point where we leave the simple and carefree Garden of Eden. Next is the enlightened state of Faust, which has realized himself in the third world and appears to be like that of the first, only having the self realization. At the end of each characters life, they all see the next step.

I'm about half way through.

Until next time!

Big love,
Seth

Posted by Islandboi99 05:18 Archived in Ecuador

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