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Finding who you truly are, is the greatest adventure.

Be who you want, TravelChloë Rain
Discovering Who you Truly Are

This much I will remember.

My intention was to sit in the Plaza de Armas for twenty minutes on a park bench and enjoy the sunshine and read out of "A New Earth: Awakening to Your Life's Purpose". I purchased this book and read it in 2008 and recently pulled it off the book shelf again and brought it with me on this trip.

I set my timer for twenty minutes, and before the end of the first sounding bell, big wet raindrops began to fall on the pages. I sat for a moment and thought, "It will pass", and then looked up at the skies behind the mountain line.

"Nope, I should go." I put on my back pack front ways and I rested my arms on the pack as I still held the book in front of me, thinking I'd walk leisurely and read at the same time.

I made it about 100 yards across the plaza and ducked into the archways as it started to pour rain.

I thought, should I go back to Starbucks?

No, the wifi sucked this morning.

I'll sit here next to the Tamale lady and read my book and watch the rain come down.

I have one sole in my back pocket, that will do for a nice snack while the rain is coming down. When eating tamales on the street was first suggested to me as a treat, I'll be honest, I turned up my nose, and said I wasn't up for it, a real meal at a table would be preferred, "thank you very much".  

I'm not sure what the turning point was for me, but now I try to find reasons to go by the Tamale lady, and whenever I find myself walking through the square I think, OH! Maybe I should get a tamale. 

And most of the time I do.

Sunday night I went out at 9 pm, just to get tamales from the Tamale lady and she didn't have any left, so we went without dinner.  I tried tamales from another vendor in the market the other day, and I was sorely disappointed. Only the ones from under the arches at Plaza de Armas, will do! They have a savory olive and a piece of peppery meat in them, and they are the best.

Initially, it's pouring rain, but the overhang where I'm sitting on the steps, propped up against my backpack, is dry and I'm reading about the pain body (again) and our triggers, and then I turn the page to the chapter "Finding Who You Truly Are".

I'm sitting on the steps in the Plaza in Cuzco, rain coming down, eating a steaming hot tamale, for one sole (which is about 33 cents), reading "Awakening to your Life's Purpose", wearing my red clogs, red coat with the hood that makes me look like Little Red Riding Hood with one of my favorite red, matching of course, scarves, skinny jeans (that fit me these days), and a favorite cream and red striped sweater...

I am completely satiated.

I'm not searching for something or someone, I'm not late to be anywhere, I'm not lonely or anxious.

My friends will be waiting for my return and I'll have lunch with them, after the rain stops.... for now, I am sitting here and I am completely satiated.

This feeling of satiation is new within my body, within my heart, it's like a new way of being in my own skin.

Gone is that distinct longing and that gaping hole in my heart that so desperately wants a romantic partner...

I have felt whole, full.  

There is not a space inside me that's missing something that needs filling....

Only a feeling, still, of an opportunity lingering on the horizon of a great adventure I haven't had yet. One that involves my heart, my soul, and my body.

With all of my exploring deeply and finding who I truly am, this is the one thing that has seemed to elude me.

That great love affair, that one that makes my toes curl, and then stays around long enough to get to know me.

The rain is really pouring down now and I have to come in from the overhang and find a new place to stand, amongst the tourists wearing plastic ponchos.  

I say to the retired couple from Perth, standing next to me, "You should try the tamales."

What? What are tamales?

They're these hot corn thingys, wrapped in corn husks, and you should try them. Trust me.

But if you hate them, don't blame me, at least you will have tried them.

And so they share a hot tamale from my favorite Tamale Lady under the arches in the Plaza de Armas while waiting out the rain.

Don't get me wrong, I have thought a great deal about having a lover on this trip.

Mostly due to all of the teenagers everywhere making out on park benches. Seriously. I have seen a lot of french kissing in broad daylight.

I wonder if it's them, or if it's me? I have never noticed so many people making out in public in any of the places I have visited.

And tourists, they seem to come in twos holding hands. There was a lady this morning in Starbucks with her legs draped over her boyfriend and I noticed her colorful traveling pants and how relaxed she was as he looked at her and laughed as they talked about their mutual travel plans. She looked like she was on vacation, you could tell she was in her body and happy. They seemed to be in a good relationship versus a couple I had observed on Sunday going over their travel plans, she was draped over her boyfriend too, but in a different way... and it didn't look like they were enjoying discussing their mutual travel plans.

I think about all of my lovers.... tall, short, plump, skinny, dark, blonde, country, foreign, flaky, promiscuous, serious, obsessed, depressed, hairy, smooth, talented, intelligent, hot and dumb, mysterious and unavailable.

There have only ever been a few who got a piece of my heart.

Today, walking across the plaza I knew, in that way I know things these days, that it was all on purpose... I could hear the voice that says things I know deep down in my insides, whispering to me about how full my life experience is and will be as if it was already done and completed. I thought about my current passport that does not expire until 2019, and I want to fill it with as many stamps as I can from now until then... fill it up. Live it up.

If that one had married me years ago, like I'd wanted him to. I wouldn't be here. I wouldn't be in the Plaza in Cuzco, eating hot tamales, and watching the rain come down, feeling satiated.

I would have blamed him, and wondered why I wasn't happy, when I'd spent all of my time wondering what to do to make him happy, when all along it would have been me who was the unhappy one.

I'd have wondered where I had gone wrong?  

Instead, this solo journey, so far, has been the greatest love affair of my life, and I stuck around long enough to know myself.

Finding who I truly am, has been the greatest adventure yet.

Plaza De Armas, Parade of the Nativity of the Virgin Mary, Cuzco Peru

Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second’s encounter with God and with eternity.
— Paulo Coelho

Looking down on Plaza De Armas, the center of the Cuzco City, Peru.

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I had been treading water for longer than I could remember, there was the part of me that could keep going, the automatic kicking and kicking, arms swirling in figure eight motion, but there was a greater desire to let go, stop treading, movements silenced. A dropping down, sinking. A final prayer, I give up, I succumb to the drowning of all my desires. And in this final moment of letting go, of drowning, of hopelessness. I was saved.
— Chloë Rain
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