The Golden Room

During mediation in our garden sunroom today I felt a surge of energy rise up my spine. It was as if some internal spark had been ignited; Of course I know what to do. I’ve spent so long in domestic role play I’ve forgotten my free spirit. It’s time for a vacation. During supper I opened up to Harry about my current feelings. I explained to him that if I didn’t break free soon I’d break indefinitely. Before I could finish my thought he nodded; “Sweetheart, I’ve wanted to send you away for sometime, I just didn’t want you to take offense since you’ve been so wrapped up in supporting us. Where would you like to go?” I sunk into the wing back dinning chair as my mind siphoned through its premarital adventures. Harry continued with aurora and Dev. Sometimes it amazes me how a man can be so good to his family.

After almost 20 minutes I came back from my trance with clear knowing. “I’m going to Tanzania”. A swift grin washed over Harrys face “When?” Me: “In two weeks”. Without a sound he mouthed “Perfect”. Dinner continued in silence aside from over enthusiastic banter to get Aurora to eat. Once the kiddies were down we talked until twilight about adventures, loose ends, travel details and best yet we booked my flight.

The past two weeks have been spent in a dreamlike state. Bliss has filled my heart. Household chores now include broadway solos and play with my babies has reawakened my inner child. Already I feel freeer than before.

[Februrary 22, 2021]

This is the first time in 6 years I will be parted from my family. Devs tears sent my heart into a spiral while Arora and Harry’s tranquility simultaneously reaffirmed my truth. I am so ready for this journey. This has all brought me back to my first solo trip. I was just as nervously eager as I am now.

My first class suite is decked with a fully reclinable seat and bedding, a mini bar, a button to summon service. The monitor is a smart TV and there is wood flooring. Im still trying to figure out when airplains became so posh. Maybe I just haven’t been living right. Never the less I am beyond grateful. I’ve just risen from a nap and we are now 17 hours in; Which means only 3 hours to go.

We’ve arrived!

And already my former African home bears surprises. Coming off the plane I found a little black book. Usually I’d pass by wandering items but it’s iridescent black cover struck my attention. Thumbing through I didn’t see any return info but the sporadic writings were enough for me to tuck it away. As we drove to the villa, the scent of samaki and pilau (fish and spiced rice) brought waves of memories. I had the driver to pull over at one of the huts.

I’ve now had a filling meal of Samaki, a hot shower, checked in with Harry and the babies, unpacked a bit and am now settled in my king sized cot. I decided to open up that book. The number 20133900012 is written hundreds of times in various places. Aside from that and some peculiar drawings I was also able to make out a written tour of Zanibar, the island off the coast. Again I felt that surge up my spine; This seems like something I should investigate.

[02.25.2021]

I’ve spent the past two days taking in all that is Moshi. This small town sits at the base of Kilimanjaro. Which in its self is a site to bare. Throughout the day I am blessed with the call for prayer from the mosques. I didn’t realize there was such a predominant Muslim culture here. It’s a steady reminder to remain in gratitude. Now that I am familiar with my home base I’ve decided to make a plan for Zanzibar.

[02.26.2021]

It has been a quiet day of meditation rest and planning. Tomorrow I take the first plane to Zanibar where I’ve prebooked the “Nyumba ya Dhahabu” or The Golden House for four days as the book advised. On our call I told Harry of my coming adventure and as always he is excited I’m following my heart.

[02.27.2021]

The Golden House is an open air mini mansion tucked into the jungle. The walls are gold leafed and there are traditional African arts and masks decking each one. There is vinery and exotic plants perfectly positioned to maintain energy flow And this is the first time I’ve seen a tiled roof with skylights. My quarters are nothing less. Suited with its own terrace and stone soaker tub I’d say this is befitting for the likes of me. “Jeeves would you be a doll and fetch my tea” but seriously I am in awe.

[03.01.2021]

So much has happened in the past three days I don’t even know where to start. After I settled in the first day I followed the book through the jungle to a small marigold Feild. I spent some hours frolicking and taking in all the scents. These have been my favorite since girlhood. I tried to lay in the field but the red ants were not having it. After, I took a local truck to a neighboring compound where I had the a luxurious spa day. First there was a traditional steam hut, then a deep tissue massage that also included being beat with palm leaves. After that, a mud body scrub and to finish a soak in a flower bath. Afterward I went to a local restaurant that was written to have the best Mchicha wa Nazi which is spinach and rice loaded with spices.

In the next two days I was blessed to see all sorts of wild life while on a jungle tour. I also learned about a queen who was said to have buried treasure around the island after inheriting $201,339,000. I immediately took out the book and showed my guide Tari. He stayed in silence for a few moments then said in a hushed monotone “it looks like you’re being guided toward a treasure”. Again the surge of energy shot up my spine.

On day three we followed the book to a limestone cliff beach on the islands west coast. We were met with the bluest waters I’d ever witnesses; the corals were clear to sight beneath. Tari told me this beach was used for sacred ceremonies . Sure enough as we walked about the beach there was a group of red colored people dressed in white. Each person was being dipped into the ocean by a solidly round man wearing a traditional mask. Tears rolled down my cheeks as we listened to the high pitch hems of their songs. Tari told me “The ancestors are speaking to you”. Tari explained to me the people were being initiated as spiritual leaders. After some time, one of the helpers noticed us and motioned that we come over. I was hesitant but Tari reassured me All was well. Falanga and Tari began speaking Swahili. Then Tari told me he’d explained to her how I was brought to tears. She’d said only the pure hearted are moved by the ancestral calls. She invited us to join the ceremony. Tari opted out saying it was not his path but urged me to follow through. I was covered in a red clay and told to lay on a bamboo mat in sun. The clay tightened my skin with each passing moment. I was then wrapped in white cloth and my head veiled in a thinner white cotton. As my body was submerged I felt as though a former me had been washed away. They scrubbed me until my skin bore it’s natural color and again veiled my head. I changed into a cotton robe I’d been given and we finished off in a group circle that included a sweet herbal tonic and deeply moving prayer. The ride back to golden house was spent mostly in silence. Before he left Tari said maybe the treasure was unlocking your gold within. I was completely content with that knowing. It was only 7 pm and my body was absolutely done.

I sat in the terrace for a while listening to jungle sounds when I began to hear a mouth bow playing in the distance. The energy surge up my spine forced me to sit erect at my seats edge. I closed my eyes and began to feel buzzing at the crown of my head. My mind was brought to the trickle of the stream below. I saw a vision of a waterfall I’d never been. It’s waters were liquid gold yet life teamed in its waters. The vision abruptly ended as I noticed the bow had stopped playing. I sat for a few more minutes then retired.

[03.02.2021]

This morning I took a walk along the creek I’d heard last night. Along the way I crossed an old man fishing with a basket. We said our greeting then told me in broken English it was a powerful day and pointed upstream. I continued toward the sound of a waterfall. As the mouth of the creek began to widened the mist of of the steady falls wafted over my face. This was the falls from my vision. I made sure there were no eyes to see and stepped my nakedness into the cool waters. I let her majesty pound at my back sending energy flows all through my body. When I turned around I noticed an opening behind the waters. I stepped behind the falls into shallow cavern. As I neared it’s back a large rock caused me to loose my footing. Bracing myself to stand back up I saw the rock beneath was iridescent black like the book I’d found. I moved some stones and uncovered stone chest. In it were 15 gold coins. Could this be the treasure. I rushed back to the house and gave Tari a ring. Within an hour he was here. When I showed him the box his eyes began to gleam. He told me they are very rare coins from pre colonlized times each worth about $1500. He pulled out a cloth and instructed me to wrap the coins. He said not let them be seen for the rest of my journey. I was a bit skeptical since they each read 10 Shilling but I obliged his instruction.

On the ride to the port he told me more about the queen. She was a loving women who was adored yet misunderstood. She’d built her domain alone. Golden house was her home and my room her quarters. Although she’d formally denounced her wealth was a family inheritance. She spent her days trekking to local villages helping those she deemed worthy. She didn’t partner until later in life when she found a king who could handle her mystery. Which is all too similar to the saga of Harry and I.

While boarding Tari and I Hugged and I gave him a shilling. At first he denied but I insisted. He said it would care for his family of 5 for half a year. As I look out of this plane this window it is exuberantly clear how divinely guided this journey has been. I will spend the rest of my time truly slowing down for I know this was only the beginning of the abundance to come.

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[03 .15. 2021]

A few days ago I went to the gold market. The counter person informed me that each of the coins is in fact worth $1400 by weight. If I choose to exchange them we’ll have $20,000! Tari was right. We’ve been figuring out how to invest our blessing. As of now We’re now planning our first family adventure. I’m sure it will be nothing short of amazing.