Will I Soon Wake from this Dream?

9/12/08




I am awestruck. The events of my life have fallen into place, in the exact, necessary order. Everything had to take its course to lead me down this path. I am elated to be in this inviting home, surrounded by genuine generosity and warm sincerity. In a contemplative trance, I meditate in this welcoming world that surrounds me, and I intuitively know that I am in this moment in the precise place with the exact people that I need to be with at this time. Surging feelings of warmth and gratitude flash through my veins, pulsating with adrenaline and euphoria. Everything that has preceded this moment was essential to plant seeds for the present instance to grow.

I am aware that this moment is a life changing moment that I will not soon forget. I am connected to my surroundings with heightened senses. While I continue to bask in this beautiful moment, please be forewarned, that these literary descriptions fall short of capturing the essence of synchronicity that is in place and the beauty of interconnectedness:
Life in this new place is effortless. Interacting with my host family is so natural. I am myself. I communicate freely. I do not censor my thoughts. I exist in the moment. Conversations flow gracefully. An abundance of flooding positive energy wells up when my host family and I are together. The moment I crossed the thresh hold, I knew that I was home.

Although life is privileged here, and the exposure to western thinking is vast, I strongly believe that I have crossed paths with the Mathumbu family for a significant reason. I have come into their home with meaningful purpose. A middle class family, featuring two parent educators, whose three children attend excellent schools, education and personal development are highly prized. This upward movement is heralded as the prized goals of the family. While the Mathumbu’s have successfully elevated themselves financially, they have remained connected with the roots of their community, embracing the church, and teaching at the schools that they attended as children in their home village of Croquetlawn in Bushbuckridge. The Mathumbu’s own a beautiful home that they built with combined educator’s salaries on government subsidized homeland, but moved out of the village to the nearest first world, Afrikaner dominated town to provide improved educational options to their children. This swank, charming town boasts a swagger and oozes flair as its cobble-stoned streets, manicured landscapes, are highlighted with panoramic vistas of the Drakensburg Mountains. It is named Hazyview and contains beautiful hotels, tourist attractions, game reserves, animal sanctuaries, and more. It is only 50 km away.