Writing this post makes me feel a little heavy. I spent two absolutely beautiful days in Koh Lanta, and met some really really incredible people. I however, was not feeling like my complete self as I was still recovering from the virus I had and was feeling really heavy about leaving Railay. I definitely did not give Koh Lanta the time or appreciation it deserved. But I have since discovered in myself that Koh Lanta worked as a stepping stone in my journey of life. Without this beautiful island, I would not have a belief I follow so heavily now. So while I was in a hurry to leave while I was there, I am so thankful it was part of my process.
“Life isn’t meant to be lived perfectly…but merely to be LIVED. Boldly, wildly, beautifully, uncertainly, imperfectly, magically LIVED.”
I stayed at the most authentic and darling bungalow, and it was my first experience being a bit out of my comfort zone when it came to comfort in sleeping.I had to sleep under a mosquito net because the windows had such large holes in them, and the mosquito net had huge holes in it as well. I definitely was realizing the reality of dengue fever in that night sleep. I also only had a cold shower, and I do not care if it is 98 degrees outside with 94% humidity, cold showers SUCK. AND my door didn’t lock. So it’s safe to say my night of sleep was not the most relaxed but it was absolutely beautiful. It rained the first morning I woke up there, and I just laid under my mosquito net and listened to the rain hitting the big leaves right outside of my room, and it was the most surreal sounds.
I met an incredible group of backpackers that were staying right around the corner from me in this tree house hostel. It was literally mats on the floor under mosquito nets, exposed to the world at night time. It was such a surreal and beautiful hostel, and I do wish I would have had the opportunity to stay just one night there. Anymore and my diva self would have felt a little too out of sorts! I am still in that flashback status.
Flashpackers believe in roughing it in luxury. They actively seek out unique experiences and define luxury as something more than thread count or shower size.
The bungalow I stayed at the first night was called Hello Me Me and I highly recommend! It will bring you out of your comfort zone a little, and give your senses a little awakening when you wake up to the views out of your window.
The other hostel I recommended above is called Chill Out House, and if you are interested in an authentic Thailand experience I highly recommend staying for a night.
“Trust what feels true even if that truth requires you to ignore what you know.”
― Gina Greenlee,
When I arrived in Koh Lanta I decided to do a little meditation walking along the beach, while trying to figure out how I was going to spend my evening there. I saw a group of 8-10 people sitting together, and while I am a very outgoing person and have no shame approaching people, stateside or abroad, a group that large was a first for me. But I took a deep breathe and went up to them and asked the proper way to spend my two days in Koh Lanta. I ended up hanging out with them the rest of the night, having an incredible home cooked dinner, and taking “black cock” shots. It was a wild and fun night, but had I not had the courage to approach them, my night would have turned out much different. Find that inner confidence in yourself, and go for it! Shoooot, I hadn’t brushed my hair in two weeks at this point and I probably was wearing 4 different patterns at this point. But I embraced that inner confidence and beauty, and pranced on up to them.
The following day I rented a scooter and drove for hours around the island. I saw the most beautiful sights and the roads were merely empty for me to scoot around on.
At the very tip of the island is a National Park, and it was breathtaking. I highly recommend scooting around if you make your way to Koh Lanta!
“Sometimes it takes a wrong turn to get you to the right place.”
― Mandy Hale
I can’t explain why my body couldn’t find comfort in Koh Lanta. It was beautiful, it was clean, the locals were gentle but my body just didn’t feel settled there. I had planned to go to Koh Sok from here, but a part deep in me was pulling me away from that decision. This was the first time of the trip that I truly sat with myself and thought, “I’m not sure the reason behind my body acting strange, but I am going to follow it.” I ended up buying a ticket back to Railay, where I was being pulled too, and embarked on the 4 hour trip there. I still am not sure why my body was screaming for me to go back to that island, but I am so thankful it swayed me in that decision. It ended up making my last 6 days so incredibly memorable.
For me this was the first step on really stopping and listening to what my body, and essentially the truth in the journey was telling me. Since those two days, I have no allowed myself to worry about what is next. I trust in the process to guide me every step of the way, and I promise you it has.
Worrying is another one of those wasted emotions. Throw it out the window, and trust that everything that is meant to come your way and to guide you, will.
To have faith, is to have deep sense of trust in what cannot be seen. Proof or evidence is not needed. Rather it is an inner sense of knowing that guides you.
To trust the process, wholly, completely, is to not need to know what is unfolding or why, but to simply be here in the present to experience it.
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