one year in geogia

Today, a year ago, I landed in Georgia in the whee hours of the morning. Drove into Tbilisi, for the first time encountering the crazy sparkling TV-tower and the beautifully lit up Narikala fortress above the old town. An exiting year was about to commence. And I was totally ready for it, no doubt it felt right. For many years I had had the idea of working abroad in a context like this.

I was ready for a new challenge, both professionally and personally. Moving came in a time when I had no real obligations at home – no work, no home, no partner. It also came in a time when I had just recently let go of my rootlessness which had been lingering for over a decade. Letting that go simply happened thanks to my yoga practice, and thus, any fear about moving was releaved. Personally, I wanted to explore where I’m at now after a couple of deeply transformative years. Having lived together with people steadily for three years I was very motivated to be on my own again.

A new chapter of my life was about to begin. I had 9 beautiful months in Gori, starting to understand the dynamics of conflict from the ground, developing new skills and, probably Imagemost importantly, simply lending my ear and presence when meeting people in the conflict zone. Blessed with many beautiful meetings, meetings with people who had very little, who had lost a fortune, but still keep the love in their eyes and the smile on their lips. Meetings like that give perspectives on life..

Learning a lot about myself. It became obvious that I enjoy my own company; also clear that my yogic path is my priority. I felt the lonelyness and boredom, and learned about my (in)ability to deal with that. During the long and harsh winter my motivation to practice meditation and yoga was pretty low and I really had to push myself to roll out the mat. Facebooking was easier. And eating.

After seven months the boredom was starting to nag on me and I really started to feel that it’s time for a new challenge. Fortunately, the position I was mostly interested in became vacant and I was selected! Very happy about that, a welcome change, although I also knew I would miss calm Gori and the people I’d got to know.

Now 3 months in Tbilisi. It’s a cool city but so far I prefer to go to the mountains on my days off. Summer here has been too hot and too much exhaust. Now autumn is coming and the air is Imagebecoming fresher. And I’m sure that winter will be much easier here with all that the city has to offer. Although my job also now becomes monotonous at times, I really enjoy working with the core of our mission – reporting – developing my skills and learning more about conflict analysis etc.

What can I say? I’m very very grateful that I got this opportunity and I think I’m making the most of it. Meanwhile, every single day I’m reminded about what’s most important to me – my family, my friends, letting my roots grow in Sweden.

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About wangaa

A couple of years ago some people I know unanimously said that “Aron, he’s a seeker.” At the time that was undoubtedly true, but since then I think that aspect of me has subsided somewhat. I’ve taken some time off and explored the world within and without, and through the support of beautiful teachers, friends, family, books and practice I found more clarity in life. So grateful for this journey! Perhaps this blogg will serve as inspiration or reflection for a reader, perhaps someone simply is interested in what I'm up to. But it is also very much for myself. For I am searching in waters which are not known to me, and should I sail astray, hopefully this blogg can track me back to safer waters.
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