Last week I was on Funzi Island in the far south coast of Kenya, an area of mangrove forests and isolated beaches. I had organised a mini writer’s retreat at Aramesh, a meditation and creative retreat space in the making. The gathering was facilitated by my dear friend Alexander Ikawah, and was a beautiful few days spent writing under a Tamarind tree, among the beach caves, and in a little cottage on a cliff edge.
Over the weekend, I moved to the north coast to Kilifi, land where the medicinal Neem tree grows wild – also known as Mwarubaini or Mkilifi. A couple of friends and I had put together a little yoga and meditation retreat, under Child of the Earth and ZenFest Africa. What an eclectic gathering of all ages, colours, backgrounds, beliefs and experiences! We really grew as a conscious, loving family in just a couple of days.
Now I am in Watamu, a quiet touristic town just north of the last, with wide sandy beaches. People here are mostly descended from intermarriages between local Giriama people and Arab traders.
Tomorrow I head further north to Malindi, a bigger town that is dubbed “Little Italy,” historically a port city.
Want to hear stories from my wanderings around East Africa and the world?