Insh'allah...

This morning i was supposed to wake up in Tehran with Are, in our apartment looking over the city in the front, supported by the snowy mountains in the back. Fact is that i woke up alone, in Oegstgeest in the attic of my parents house in the Netherlands. My visa had been delayed.

Iran is known for having the most religious holidays in the world. Funny how i always feel that all the superlatives used in describing anything in this country are highly exaggerated. Not this one. I guess it's a good way to keep religion strong by giving everybody another day off.

The visa process already takes two weeks, with both the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Iran and the Embassy here in NL closed, it takes almost three weeks. There's no reason that my visa application should be rejected, but you never know. I hope to hear good news from my agency today and fly tomorrow. We'll see.

I really, really want to go and join Are in Tehran. I realised that a month, knowing that we will be really together by then, is about the maximum amount of time i can handle to be apart. If it takes longer, it becomes painful. We just passed over a month now. I still have a peaceful mind, but it feels that it is time to go.

However, when i heard about my visa being delayed, i did not freak on it. Yes, that surprised me too. And even now that i am waiting to hear whether i can fly tomorrow, i am at ease. There's no way of influencing it anyhow. I cannot plan anything, i haven't even started packing yet. The question 'what if?' is far to be seen.

This doesn't seem like the wanting-to-control-things me. I have this strong sense that it will all work out for the good. Or maybe i am still stoned from my Reiki IIIA course. Of course i want to be woken up by the news that i can pick up my passport this afternoon and fly tomorrow. Either way, i like this state of mind. To be at ease. To have faith.

In a way it feels like i am being tested. Not wanting to control things is one of the life lessons i'm dealing with now and this particular event makes me very confident. It will also help me in Iran, or wherever outside the Western world, where people have a more laid back way of dealing with things. This may seem like a small thing, but it effects the whole energy flow. Yes, i am learning and i feel good.

Insh'allah...

Birthday

Celebrated my birthday last week with a few of my dear friends.

It felt more like a going away party, but without the tears.

(Although the personal notes with my present touched me deeply,
and the sandy wind made us cry.)

We did spa, hot coco with whipped cream, small portions dinner

and Death By Chocolate...

I can highly recommend this spa treatment:

- Invite your lovely friends to the beach
- Embrace the exfoliating wind on your face
- Capture the moment and stimulate blood circulation
- Let laughter do the rest of the work

Happines guaranteed!

DiLightfully Yours

The idea for this blog is to stay in contact with my friends and family. Just sharing some of my life, my thoughts and adventures, in Iran aswell as in the Netherlands. DiLightfully Yours would have made a suitable blog title; a combination of Dian / Light (Lailanur) / Liefs. But maybe too much of a self invented nickname. Thought about it, asked my friends about it and realised that there's nothing wrong with my given name as blog title. This name worked for me the last 31 yrs and will be with me for some time too... and i rather like it!

What a start. I'm already sounding like Blossom.

I will be honest. I have planned to keep a weblog before. That was two years ago when i was moving to Qatar. We all know what happened to that plan... it did not!
That's why, this time, i need a little help to make this work. I would love this blog to turn into a little community. So post, comment, tell me what's happening in your life too. Whether in Dutch, English, Behasa Indonesia, Flamish or uhm... Norwegian, even Farsi ;-) It's all good!

Look forward to read and post.

DiLightfully yours,

Dian