I’d never seen myself as living the Expat Life. My impression had been of too much drinking, too much time spent hanging out in bars, conversation focused on criticising other people, small mindedness. Of course some of it can be like that but not by any means all.
Last evening we went to a BBQ to raise funds for Tala Monastery Cats. There were lots of folk from diverse backgrounds who share a common appreciation for cats and their health and well-being.
Yes there was a fair bit of liquid consumed, some of it alcoholic. There was good food, live music and a fair bit of karaoki. There was fun and laughter.
And as I looked around at what our common connections were I realised that it’s more than the cats, it’s people who have been inspired or emboldened to change their lives, to leave the country of their birth, their families and friends to make a fresh start, connected by this shared experience of the adventure.
Since I mean to stay in Cyprus, I look around at the people who share my life here and I experience a feeling of deep peace and contentment. And now that we’re here, enjoying dining al fresco in an atmosphere of camaraderie, how lovely that it is also for a cause we all love.
Too much time sitting around, quite a challenge to stay positive.
So, with grateful thanks, to all those wonderful teachers out there, who provide us with inspiring and encouraging words, I’m focusing now on ‘no longer allowing negative thoughts or feelings to drain me of my energy’.
There’s always something to worry about if you let yourself. But where you put your focus is the most important thing. You create with your mind. So let’s create positively!
At last I can get up the garden again! Alas it has suffered for my absence and I just can’t wait to get my hands on things. The lavender needs trimming, few weeds here and there.
The kitties are what have kept me sane through this period off enforced inactivity. They’ve been wary of the wheelchair, rightly so, and cautious of the crutches also, so we are all happy that we are getting used to being able to get about a little more easily.
Here’s Missy, Milly and Brindi, sisters three, taken just before I broke my ankle in April.
Cats are so relaxing to be around. They waste nothing. Every moment is spent consciously. So in the moment. And they show appreciation and contentment and share it with you through their purrs.
Just a week before my birthday, I broke my ankle. It was 7.30am and I was collecting up the plates from feeding the kitties, and I just slipped off the step. A tiny moment of attention three feet in front of me instead of precisely where I was.
It could have been worse. It could have been my hip or thigh. Even so it was very incapacitating, resulting in needing a wheelchair and lots of help.
So, for over three months now, I’ve been accepting all the help I can get, resting a lot, and learning to be passive rather than active. I learnt what it feels like to feel helpless, to have to wait on others, to have to keep asking. And I learnt about kindness that others show and they efforts they are prepared to give in order to help.
I’ve also got a lot of grazed knuckles as the wheelchair only just fits the doorways!
Thank goodness that the plaster came off before the weather became intolerably hot. I was already at the stage of scratching through the bandages with whatever I could find and reaching down inside the top. Most uncomfortable.
Then of course it’s handling the crutches! What ungainly things they are. Then just one crutch and finally I’m fit to learn how to walk again.
Great physiotherapist in Paphos – thank you Iacovou for all your encouragement, massage and strengthening exercises.
And thank you to everyone who was kind and thoughtful, and to my long-suffering David without whom this would have been so much more difficult.