Heaven on Earth

This post was going to be a long rant about how I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. After a long week battling a sore throat, I succumbed to antibiotics the following 5 days, only to find out on the last day that, alas, the pain and rawness in my throat are back again.

It's in times like these that I reckon how much I need some sand, a Caribbean beach and the soothing nothingness of a blue ocean's horizon. I miss living close to a beach. And no, Coney Island or any other dirty, stinky, filthy New York City beach just doesn't cut it because I actually may end up with a cut up foot if I don't watch every step I take.

No.

I need salty clean and fresh blue water. I need the unrelenting wind that only comes with whirly waves. And no, neither a river nor a lake or needless to say a pond or lagoon can make me happy.

It's why I've never believed the Babalawo who dare to read my Orisha as Osun and not Yemanya. I can't understand how I can be an Oshun if I hate mountains, rivers and lakes so much. Am happiest when I know I have a sea or an ocean where I can rest my weary soul.

Am getting old.

Am pining for my old Puerto Rico days.

And it's making me think about what would be for me a heaven on earth.

The answer is simple : A house, close to a Puerto Rican beach yet with a nice pool for a backyard.

And I can't believe that as I am typing this am saying to myself, "yeah, that'll be a sweet retirement". Because it makes me even more aware of how sucky my quality of life is.

I don't have a place to ponder or meditate. I don't have neither the time nor space to let my creative mind rest and restore. All I do is work, work, work and yet I have no idea how to make myself stop.

It's as if the energy, the zeitgeist here is so addictive that for those if us who are relentless type As, it's not just enough to say "today I will not work". I need to find my heaven on earth, a place that will restore and replenish me. I need a place that will make me feel welcomed when am doing absolutely nothing on my own.

I need something like Puerto Rican beach now --even if it metaphorically speaking-- because am afraid it will be too late for my health if I wait to retire. Actually, I may not be able to retire at all.

So my question to you is, what's you're heaven on earth. How did you find it or did you build it? Where's the place and how do you find the time to recharge and restore?

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