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I am living now for 4 month in Barcelona and lots of things happened since my post about how I felt in the beginning. 

Meanwhile left my corner and stood up again. I changed a lot of things and so did the things around me change...

When I realized I couldn't just tell everyone how much I would miss Mexico but didn't change anything I remembered why I am here: I want to get started with my ideas and continue with the independency in sense of thinking and doing I got back on my journey.

Now it's like I start again from the time when I was 5 years old and free of doubts and prejudice but with an adult mind. The time before we get influenced by rules and norms which are in the beginning necessary to have a guideline.

In other words: 

I start slowly to be my own boss and do it with things I love like Yoga, meditation and different seminars.

Therefore I checked out my possibilities, found a very lovely group of women, connected with them and feel inspired by them, took them as coaches and got started! 

And I changed my apartment which turned out was one of the most relieving things since I am here. What a difference it is now! 

Now I am living with a very sympathetic guy from Bolivia, we talk and laugh a lot, I bought plants for the terrace like mint and basil. Yes I feel very well there. Very positive energy. What a difference it is now. I realize how narrowed I felt before in my other apartment...

However, Barcelona is not and will probably never be my place to be. But I appreciate the opportunities I have here to try things out and also I appreciate a lot that I met very nice people and made new friends.

And now I am in Valencia for vacation :-) 

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When I arrived in Valencia it was raining and lots of shops were closed even it was Monday. I went to my couchsurfing (CS) place which seemed to be further away than I thought. The guy seemed to be kind and I have even my own room which is great and not that usual. I brought him as gift Yogitea Chai Black and dark chocolate. My Bolivian roommate loves it.

My CS host even gave me a bike. Unfortunately it had a flat tire and my try to fill it with air at the petrol station wasn't successful... I walked 30 min to find a petrol station and 30 min back to walk the bike home. I was pissed off and swear in German.

Then I remembered that it wouldn't help at all and I decided to go to the park which I had in great memory. 

I mean actually everything was great: 

I have an accommodation for free and I am in Valencia!

I walked for 30 min until I reached the beautiful park.

The feeling which came up was amazing....

Being in the park I felt suddenly very relaxed. I felt grounded. I could breath.

In my head I had a feeling of lightness and I felt I had lost lots of weight I carried with me. I could smell the pines, the flowers and the colors made me smile. I heard the birds...

I walked around and was amazed by all the colors and different smells. It was as if the time had stopped. I felt that I was in the present moment. 

Nothing around me could disturb me. I felt that I could breath very deeply and I realized I couldn't do it for a long time...

Barcelona is very different. It's a very fast paced city. I feel restless there and the city never sleeps. There is always something going on. For someone like me who is by nature restless it's quite exhausting...

Here in the park in Valencia I felt like as if I would be again a 5 years old child. I soaked everything in and explored it with the curiosity like children do. I could hear the bells from a church close by which made my feel grounded even more. 

I couldn't remember when I heard this sound the last time. Not in Barcelona. 

Probably in San Cristobal in Mexico due to a church was beside my workaway place.

At this time I hated it to wake up from this sound. Now it's part for me to feel grounded.

I just talked a couple of days ago about it with a friend of mine. She misses Palestine a lot where she volunteered. That is her "Mexico". She missed the sound of the guys who call for the prayers (sorry I didn't know the proper name).

I walked later a bit through the old town of Valencia and I can tell now that this feeling I have here is the feeling which brought me back to Spain and never let me forget it.... 

I will use my opportunities in Barcelona for now but the South of Spain is where the other half of my heart is and stayed when I left Spain. 

The other half is still in Mexico in Oaxaca...