Diary

Furaha.

Furaha siyo mwisho wa safari, bali ni Safari yenyewe.

Happiness is not the end of the journey, but the journey itself.

This picture from July 2019 has been making me so happy. 

Maana it’s on my favorite island Zanzibar. I miss my Zanzi friends, the food, the beach, the boys, the sunrises, the sunsets. I even come out of my nutshell and step in front of a camera. 

Zanzibar was supposed to be my new home. The place I find happiness. Where I settle and come to rest. Inshallah.
Jamani, that was never meant to happen. Zanzi was super hectic. 

To me, at that time. 

I couldn’t settle and moved on, on my journey.

This picture was one year later. 

Coming back to Zanzibar always reminds me on what I have been through and what I have survived. 

And still, coming back to Zanzibar makes me so happy.

It reminds me that I made a promise to myself a long time ago: 

No matter what comes my way, I promise myself I will keep moving forward. 

I am so proud of me for at least keeping this promise. 

Moving forward has not always been the easiest thing. 

I have moved from a very comfortable space, a space I called home. A space where all my loved ones are. A space where I could definitely make a living. 

And a space with endless bakery options. 

Knowing that I would not be able to enjoy all of this in an intimate closeness for a very long time. 

But knowing that I will carry all of this deeply in my heart and it will give me strength to be safe and sound on this journey, that I will be able to commit to my promise and keep moving forward. 

I have been back and in spaces I definitely did not feel comfortable at all. I didn’t have a space I called home, I didn’t have a space where all my loved ones where close, definitely no space to make any living. 

My bakery options turned to daily chapati variations, that wasn’t bad. 

Somehow, 

And I give thanks to the ancestors, energies, universe and all Goddess. 

All the things that came my way, I kept moving forward. 

I am so grateful, I had so much support.
I was able to create myself spaces, I finally call home.
Different spaces with so many loved ones.
A space where I will always find a way to make a living. 
And finally fusion cuisine makes its space towards my life. 

Even now in the midst of all this unfamiliarity, I shall keep moving forward. 

It’s not easy, but I constantly get reminded, that I have been through so much.
And I always survived it. 
And I always will. 

Today this mantra comes along on my social media and I get reminded again: 
No matter what comes my way, I promise myself I will keep moving forward.

Because I finally learned that happiness can be found in all the little things in life.
My friends, the food, the beach, the boys, the sunrises, the sunsets.
And so much more. 

And Zanzibar will always be one home for me.
One happy space for me.
One way or an other.

I have been blessed on this journey to have seen this and may I keep seeing happiness as part of my journey.  

Because: 

Happiness is not the end of the journey, but the journey itself.

Furaha siyo mwisho wa safari, bali ni Safari yenyewe.

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