Scenic & Peaceful Cat Island, Bahamas
When I landed on Cat Island, Bahamas, I didn't know what to expect. Honestly, the year was so busy and full of different events, I was simply tired, so I wasn't really even considering our destination. I just wished for no crowds, no resorts around and some peace of mind. I was worried that because this island is part of the Bahamas, I was in for some noise and tourists. But, oh my, I don't know how the universe does it, but it always takes me to the places where I can continue to pursue my 'search of silence' as a photographer.
The island is very wild and somewhat sparsely settled (pop. 1500 +/-), so not for everyone. You really need to love and respect the slow, non-western lifestyle to be able to make friends with the island and its locals. Believe it or not but there were basically no other white tourists on the island when we arrived. I can't describe how awesome it was, what a pleasure. Later I learned that it wasn't the in season yet. But, boy, did I enjoy that non-season patch fully, even though everything like restaurants was closed. But you know, how much do you need in this life? Not much.
Choices and options are just slaving you, it's part of power, control over you. To be able to enjoy life with no choices is a gift. Truly.
Frankly speaking, I am tired of being "civilized". I am tired of Western Civilization with their vague definition of freedoms and truths. We are killing so much beauty by being "civilized". Most of life's pleasures lay in simplicity. Life is in the wind, in deep blue waters, in mountains, outside of our comfort zones. The universe keeps showing me this over and over again. And no, I am not saying, let's be cave people again and I am not talking about civil rights. No. It's about what we should value and appreciate in life. Should we really depend of safety and security? Or should we be truly free for once? So I start to think it's time for me to move on to a different kind of reality. Otherwise, why else the universe would speak to me like that?
There is something I truly loved about the island - the abandoned houses that are so old, the wild jungles are growing through all the little cracks in the walls and roofs. Some of these houses were slaves quarters, still there, as a reminder... I was looking at these now beautiful art installations by nature thinking that this is how my soul feels - old and broken, but with the green and bountiful forest growing all over it, screaming for freedom and adventure.
We stayed in this really beautiful little cottage with a broken refrigerator right on the wild beach where the sand was so white and so soft it was like flour. I felt like I was walking on clouds every morning. And yes, the whole beach was mine through the whole stay.
Connection with the cosmos and stars was so clear. I was dancing. I was dancing a lot. I forgot how much power is in a dance, in all the movements and how much you can learn while flying through the notes of your favorite songs as the mind is fully focused on the moment of here and now. And it's so beautiful. Believe me, there is a reason why there are so many dance rituals and why people were dancing so much in the past. Sitting in the office, driving cars, watching TV is fast killing the last remnants of humanity in all of us. So I like finding myself in places like Cat Island where I can be wild, naked, dancing around the fire. Where I can be alone and fucking love it because the universe we have inside of each of us is so big, so full, but we can't get into it, until we find that silence, that beautiful place that makes you - you.
