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Andalucía

100 km in a week.
It started slow with some 5 or 6 km and then 15 km in the first days, but then I made 41 km in one day. I felt pretty high in the end and was so proud of myself! The next day I wanted to do 20 again, but was taken by a nice local in a car for 6 km even though I didn't even stick out my thumb. I was torn between gratefulness and feeling robbed of the opportunity to strech my limits again...
The next day I could do about 30 km again, following a beautiful path along the coast and even dumpster dive a lot of medication in Caños de Meca. Then again 20 km and I was already used to it.
Of course I had blisters on my feet, but seriously, if you just keep walking they'll adapt. Your feet know how to walk and you just need to expect some (increasingly long) period of time, in which the blisters will fall into place and won't interfere with your walking plans anymore...

Titi was always ahead of me. He was biking with most of our stuff, so I had to carry only about 10 kg on my back. Walking like this is easy and pleasant! And knowing that I'm walking in his direction; to seeing him waiting for me at some random corner, was something incredibly nice to me... ^_^

I know by now that he doesn't need me. But that shouldn't compromise our love, since love is not neediness - even though most of our valued contemporary culture implies otherwise... But they're wrong! If I love somebody I grant them every freedom imaginable, because I want them to be happy and grow to the most fulfilled version of themselves possible! And me, I can learn to deconstruct jealousy, to demask control issues, to debunk myths about 'love' that are just disguised possessiveness.

Oh yes, love...
This concept is so clear and vague, so big and narrow, so specific and general at the same time...
I got to know John and Kat in Algeciras and I'm super thankful to their input, because they seem to have found peace with polyamorous ideas already years ago. Especially Kat.

Polyamory means that you love for the love itself. You are never entitled to anything. You can never demand anything and think that you deserve it. You can only love for the sake of loving, Nobody is forced to stay with you because of some ancient relationship rules sheet, nobody is forced to keep up with your clingyness or jealousy. When somebody spends time with you it's because they _really_ want to. And if they don't, they don't.
But the funny thing is, that when this degree of freedom is agreed upon, the contact normally stays as intense or intensifies even...

It's logical, isn't it? To have a true connection it's beneficial to know that you don't need to hide anything. Lying is no longer necessary. Every attraction can be talked about and every restistance can be uttered. THAT is trust, openness, confidence and honesty.
Isn't that what you want your relationship to be as well..?
11.5.17 05:44
 
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