Full moon magic

My Portuguese adventure turned out a bit different then expected. But then again, everything does. Plans are only made to be changed. Something better might come on your path and shake your whole world upside down. Like what happened to me on the last night of Boom Festival. It all started with a workshop named bio-energetics. Where I danced, stared deep into strangers eyes and saw their souls, got showered with love by a hundred people I didn't even know. It sound like weirdness was taken to a next level. Believe me, it was. But it was so damn GOOD.

I never danced while staring into peoples eyes for long minutes that never seemed to end. Nor did I ever receive a shower of love from complete strangers before. People patting me on the back, holding my hand, stroking my hair and wispering beautiful words in my ear, why doesn't this happen every day? It was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I felt so loved and emotional I just had to run to the water while throwing my clothes in the air and swim for hours. Okay, minutes. I'm not that sporty. 

While watching the sun set over the water, I heard everyone around me cheer. This is another little ritual I enjoyed at Boom: yelling goodnight at the setting sun. If you think this sounds too hippie to be true, imagine 40 000 of them shouting, cheering and dancing at the sun, then turning around to greet the rising moon. The last night of the festival, the full moon filled the whole area with bright white light. Nights like those always have a crazy energy in them that rushes through every living thing. Magic happens. Everything makes sense. Like meeting someone you are sure you met before. Although you both live on other sides of the continent, you know you met a long time ago. But you never did. Well, something like that happened to me on that last night under the full Portuguese moon. And he shook my life around until there was nothing left but the core. The important stuff. Love, true friendship, honesty, freedom and pure happiness. Or how the end of something is always the beginning of a new adventure.

One week of madness: Boom festival

I'm going to be honest with you. You know I always am. If you read my little stories from time to time, you might find out some things about me. Like my love for hippie festivals. And beards, wedding dresses and skinny dipping. At Boom festival I didn't have a wedding dress, so mostly there was minimal clothing involved. I wish running around in the nude would always be as possible and easy as at Boom. Like going to the bakery, naked. Visiting a museum with no clothes. The whole world would be a better, hilarious place! Think of the advantages when shopping: all the money you would save on not buying clothes!

But - there is a but. When I swim and run around wearing un-existing outfits, there is mostly an un-existing bag without handy things like for example, a camera. Not many pictures were taken those seven days with my little camera. Do go check out Boom Festival photos on Google, it's an absolute out of this world festival. I felt like Alice in Wonderland in between morning time dancing, sunset meditations, full moon magic and all the crazy people/parties/things happening everywhere. Boom was a big playground for adults. 40 000 happy hippies gathered in Portugal for a party they wouldn't easily forget. 

It was an unforgettabe week for many reasons. New perspectives, dreams and true friendships were created. Expanding and growing by letting go. I knew this week was going to be transformational. Many friends warned me: it's not a festival, it's a life changing experience. They made me curious. I looked forward to it for months and expected my life would transform into one where fireworks go off daily and every moment is like a big fat cake with whipped cream and sunshine and happiness. And rainbows coming out of my ass. Or something. 

Instead it was like I got eaten up by a massive animal, swallowed down and spit back out. And slowly I turned inside out and realised what it was all about. Everything happens for a reason. While I was at the festival, I couldn't see through the whirlwind I was in, but now I'm home and reflect upon those seven days of madness, it's oh so clear. Life has been one step ahead of me, now it's time to keep up and savour seconds. Do the things that are most important to me, like hanging out with friends and taking time to enjoy the small pleasures in life. Instead of traveling around, looking for happiness in the furthest corners of the world, I'm finding it right here.