Compártelo Some of the old Facebook entries

Some of the old Facebook entries

Some of the old Facebook entries

Amigos, amigas, parceros, boludos, dudes and mates, freundes, koledzy i kolezanki. I wish you good health, daily motivation, fresh energy, strong self-discipline, enough time and money to make your dreams come truth this year! Don't give up after tomorrow! Sending you positive vibes right from my heart!
In June 2007 I decided to leave London and travel the world. Since January 2007 I had a phone call two times a day from the back consultant trying to sell me mortgage, I ignored them all. I did not know why I was ignoring all these "special...ist" but I knew somewhere deep in my heart that this was the right thing to do. Few months later all the real estate market collapsed and instead of being enslaved by the mortgage http://photos2.demandstudios.com/DM-Resize/farm1.static.flickr.com/32/248457195_401b45774c.jpg?h=10000&w=400&keep_ratio=1 I lived my life to the full http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150406467015244.622967.884435243&type=3. Lesson number 1. Always listen to your own guru that lives in your heart!

Another great day at the University. If somebody told me two years ago when I was partying in Carnival na Brasil that I would be teaching webdesign at the University in Spanish I would laugh. And now this is my reality. What a life:) This is all thanks to David Valencia, Juanita Peña Iguana and all people that made me feel like home in this tropical salsa steamy village-city.

The Dalai Lama, when asked what surprised him most about humanity
"Man…. Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never really lived." Is it about you?

It took me a day and a half to get over it. What is going to happen it will happen. I can´t control outside world but I can control my reaccion. Life is a gift and there is no point to dwell upon past. Thank you for your support. Gracias a tu apoyo.

I am from Poland, not the richest country in the world, but I never stopped believing that everything is possible. When I was 16 I knew I wanted to travel the world. I did not know how but I had a vision. I went to the shop, bought the map ...of Europe and pointed places to visit. Few months later school started and I forgot about the whole idea. Now I am 35 and I am on my 4 years Around The World Big Trip that I started on June 2007 and I am still on the road. I made all money to make my dream comes true effortlessly. How? Buy doing what I love - websites.

Lie number one - look for money to make money. Instead I would say look for passion, then set a huge goal and money will appear in somehow when you are ready so you can make your dream comes true!

Filip
1. Escape from London
2. Italy, Couchsurfing in Florence and Venecian feel of love
3. Slovenia, Slavic Ljubliana
4. Croatia, Hostel life
5. Bosnia, Crazy war guide and jumping from the Mostar Bridge
6. Montenegro, Beer pain on the bus and Budva Sopot Style
7. Albania, Muslim clubbing in Tirana
8. Macedonia, Easy boredom in Skopje
9. Bulgaria, Youth full of dreams in Veliko Tarnovo and Euro Kitsch in Varna
10. Romania, Dracula, chavs and diarrhea in Braslov
11. Hungary, Where is Gulash in Budapest?
12. Austria, Genial uncle and karaoke in Vienna
13. Poland, Night in Spatiff, Karen and polish weddings
14. Lithuania, My homeland
15. Latvia, Milk bar and drinking beer on the monument of the Russian Soldiers in Ryga
16. Estonia, Internet in Tallin and Depeche Mode Bar
17. Russia, Living like a Tsar in St. Petersburg and friendly toys of the Russian famous murders in Moscow
18. Rosia, China, Mixing cucumbers with the vodka shots and talks about life at the Transsiberian Train
19. China, Scams in Beijing and hiking the Great Wall under the boiling sun
20. South Korea, Mysterious OI bar in Seoul
21. Japan, a virtual computer game land
22. Thailand, Pingpong show and semi-hookers in Bangkok
23. Hongkong, Casinos at the sunsets in Macau and living on the edge in the Mansion House in Kowloon
24. Philippines, Diving and stories of Polish Don Juan
25. Indonesia, Touristy Bali and Mother Earth Power at the Java Island
26. Singapore, Overconsumption victims in the modern concrete jungle
27. Malaysia, Tropics, skyscrapers and transsexuals on the mopeds in Kuala Lumpur
28. Thailand, Obligated prison on the beach and the first lesson of how to be humble
29. Laos, Playing cards, floating down the Mekong river and New Years Eve with the Buddhist monks in Luan Prabang
30. Cambodia, Temples form another planet, wedding and other hard to believe stories
31. Vietnam, Politically incorrectly war guide and Swedish Valentine Day
32. India, Conversations in the fourth dimension in the country of thousands scents and colors
33. Nepal, Sick at the Mont Everest Base Camp in Himalayas and camera robbery in Kathmandu
34. USA, pop culture shock and road around US with two decent blokes: Chinese communist and Belgium scaut
35. Mexico, Deep breath, first words in Spanish, first dance and las latinas
36. Guatemala, Three weeks with the brilliant Mayan family in Xela and frying Marshmellows on the lava fire
37. Honduras, Cheap diving, dead whales and the Tegucigalpa hostel full of cockroaches
38. El Salvador, Partying with the Cristian Surfers in the armed San Salvador
39. Belize, Afro-British laziness and snorkeling with the sharks
40. Nicaragua, Volcano-boarding, bachata and flirting until the dusk
41. Costarica, Sterilized paradise for gringos, Canopy tour and lost cameras
42. Panama, Tracking James Bond and the most beautiful islands on the Earth
43. Colombia, The best and the worse of My Crazy Locombia
44. Brasil, along the Amazon river and the wicked Carnival on the beach
45. Uruguay, Living with the artists in Montevideo
46. Argentina, Malencholy in the Buenos Aires and incredible views of Patagonia
47. Chile, Uncommon hospitality in Santiago and the worse night under the tent right in from of The Torres del Paine
48. Bolivia, Acting in the movie "Time for Lions" in Sucre with other Poles and dead road from La Paz to the jungle
49. Peru, Hijacking in Arequipa and Peruvian food-party-culture crazy times
50. Ecuador, Telenovela LIVE, running away from the bad girls
51. Colombia, A spiritual transformation and meeting my Colombian love

The message from the space for you my friend. We are witnessing the birth of the new human species with the following features:
* Unlimited creativity in all aspect of life
* Thinking as oneness and interconnection
* No culture boundaries
* No country boundaries
* Dropping identity
* Co-operation instead of competition
* Appreciating contact with nature and learning from it through observation
* Compassion and respect for all of the species
* Developing different forms of communication as for example: telepathy
* Help others based on the unique talents and abilities
* Practicing meditation
* Constant learning and self-development
* There is no good or bad, no puzzle out of the context, everything is learning process
* Understanding life as a constant transformation
* Experimenting connection between mind, body and spirit
* Taking responsibility for all that happens
* Forgiving
* Living in the present moment, leaving past behind, creating future from the space between thoughts GAP

My friend, did you realize that we are living in the golden age. There are so many genuine people who share valuable stuff for FREE. An opportunity to learn from the best without living home blows my mind. Not to mention EU passport, digital money, freedom to decide what we want, where do we want to live and how we want to live. Higher consciousness is everywhere. We have never lived in better times. I am so grateful to be here and share with you whatever I feel. Thanks for being. You are my inspiration.

Today I woke up and I realised that I am an University Teacher in Salsa capital of the world - a tropical Colombian city - Cali. Life full of surprises.

Thoughts. In the western world a man spends his life improving, developing and gathering things. In the Latin world a man spends his life looking for joy and happines on daily basis. I am trying to be in the both worlds at the same time.

Even having a cold, still happy and grateful. My tip: Do only what you love, serve others, hug somebody you love, laugh loud, enjoy every day of your precious gift - life. Never let the music die within you. Never let others tell you what you should do and what you should not to. Never live other´s life. Spend day alone in the silence or nature. Discover yourself from the scratch. Live in the moment. Breath in ... Can you feel it?
Another awesome week: dancing salsa in TTD, traveling with the real shamans, teaching advertising and design at the universities full of beautiful people, playing footy with my colleagues and students, swimming alone in the huge blue pool surrounded by the tall palms and tropical garden, living in the colonial house and chilling in my huge bed, eating sweet mangos as big a as the watermelons, hugging my colombian afrobaby.
It was a dificult week. All the small problems got bigger, and the new ones joined the team. I was in the middle of battle playground to see if the theory works. I was learning to control my thoughts and be in the present moment no matter what while deeply believing that everything was just a dream and not real. Finally all the problems have been solved effortlesly and now I have proof that it was a good strategy. Always focus on the present moment my friend and know that life is not real, it is just a dream that appears to be real:)
Today I woke up and thought "It does not feel like going to work at all, it rather feels like going to have fun". So I played Pingpong, then together with my work mate we organized teacher´s rock band. At the lunch we picked up the list of rock songs to perform: Stone Temple Pilots, Faith No More, Lenny Kravitz, Cream, Pearl Jam, The Doors and many others. Later on I recordered a radio advertising for my student, I did an interview, checked emails and I am ready for the students’ presentations "Using Guerrilla marketing in advertising campaign". I love Fridays.

The Ping-Pong University Competition. During lunch time we play for fun and scream like kids at school. There is usually a round of 5-10 players and one table. The one who reaches seven points stays at the table with one exception. If you lose 4:0 you lost your turn and need to wait about 10 min for the next game. As I like wining 4:0 my friends called it "LEWANDOWSKI". Anytime somebody wins with 4:0 we name it L.... A new word in Colombian-Calenian vocabulary

I was coming back from work. In the street of San Antonio there was a foreign girl passing by. She had this typical empty face that I remember well from Europe and US. She could easily find a job as a mannequin. Looking at her make me feel good. I finally understood why I love Colombia so much and why I feel so well here. ...I sat down relaxed on my couch, started reading a book and meditating. An hour later I heard shots, like fireworks. Right on the corner somebody was killed with the gun. My gf saw a black guy running away. Five min later police came; people gathered around the car with the broken window and nine holes in it, some even laughed. The guy ran away. He is probably going to kill somebody tonight. But who cares? It is just another day in Cali. Today on the bus ride to work I heard similar stories in radio, as common as weather forecast. But I am Polish and I really try hard to stay strong. On Thursday we will be dancing salsa, on Friday I am going to visit other dimensions with the most powerful shaman Taita Querubin and then we are going for holidays. There will be Pacific Ocean in la Barra, Ancient statues in San Augustin, Jungle Trek in Tierra Dentro. Once I left Europe I forgot the word "boredom". Isn´t that sick?

People always ask me why Cali, why Colombia? Well, let´s take weather for example. In this case there 20-30C all year long with nice fresh Pacific wind and almost no-humidity makes a difference. I feel much better with fewer clothes on me. I spend less $ on shopping not to mention that I have been sick only once in the last 3 years and it lasted few days. Now I see that going out with the wet hair right from the shower can be luxury. Walking barefoot at home and not wearing socks is another. But what I love the most is sleeping naked under the sheet with the window wide open and looking at the shiny stars before moving into another dimension. What is luxury for you?

A thought. For the first part of my life I was suffering due to the terrible birthday time. In Poland end of January means cold weather, darkness, and everyone studies to the winter exams. Not a great time for celebrating. Now things changed: 25th of January is the end of holidays, everyone in the party mood, sun and great weather conditions (actually is all year long). The same day but different perspective. Impossible turned into possible. Thank you all for warm wishes and good light energy. It will come back to you double.

I am having few thoughts about my visit to Poland.
1. (+) People visually do not change, but their children do:)
2. (+) Poland looks like brand new country (new streets, new cars, new shopping center, new stadiums)
3. (-) Salaries did no...t increase but prices did.
4. (+) There is a lot of cheap food on the market. The question is if the food is real. I have upt on weight 6 kg in two weeks.
5. (+) Family bonds and good laughs are important as before.
6. (-) Even if the future looks promising, some Poles suffer because they want to be at the same economic level as Norway or Switzerland right away.
7. (-) Happiness, well-being, meditation, good health are not the popular topics. Money is.
8. (-) Although people have beautiful children many couples are having tough times, some getting divorced.
9. (-) I wish I saw more love and tender between couples. Some couples look like old friends. Guys, girls bring some fire to the relationships!
10. (-) Cold weather is not as bad as the darkness and gray sky. All you can do is go home, turn on TV or Youtube and wait until the spring. Seems like people live from summer to summer.
11. (+) I insist saying that Poland is on its way to be a leading European country in terms of economic progress.
12. (+/-) Friends and family are friendly as always. Strangers are stranger than ever.
13. (-) I wish people more appreciated what they already and develop sense of ones as humans.
14. (-) I do not see myself coming back to Poland at this moment.
15. I know it sounds cheesy, but all we need is love.

Friday, June 21, 2013 0

Compártelo A millionaire tour in a fake taxi

A millionaire tour in a fake taxi

A millionaire tour in a fake taxi

A millionaire tour in a fake taxi

Arequipa, Peru, 5ht August 2009

 

Did you ever feel like leaving your body and reaching the state where somebody else is speaking through you? Have you experienced the moment that you know you are going to die, quickly revising your life? Did you ever feel fully alive, as you realized that you are having a second chance? Did you feel like you are part of a game but you are not enough informed to understand the entire big picture? Have you ever thought that you could have been set up, when the logic knows it is impossible but your heart can smell the trap? Then listen to this story.

As I arrived to Arequipa in the evening I checked into the hostel and decided to revise the nearest gringo club with the crossover music. It was one of these clubs where you go when you travel alone, usually because there is nobody in the hostel to talk to and you wish to meet new locals and maybe few foreigners. I ordered a drink or a beer cant remember well, and while I standing next to the bar I spotted the beautiful Peruan girl smiling to me. She had long straight dark hair and an angelic face. She was also well dressed as for a student. We started a small talk. She was flirting with me and I knew I wanted to see her again. We exchanged numbers and next day I texted her to see each other. As my Spanish was quite poor at that time texting was the best way to communicate with the locals. It gives you time to read, translate, learn new vocabulary and answer before making a double-check.

The next day we went for a kind of date to the cocktail bar next to the hostel. I ordered two glasses of wine, the bar was quite empty and she knew the owner. I realized that Arequipa must be quite a small town. She also told me about her ex boyfriend from Ireland, that she had met when she had been living in Europe and learning English. She explained that they had not understood each other and she had decided to come back to Peru. Although their relationship has ended her ex had asked her to come to Ireland once again for his brother wedding. She decided to give it a try. I was listening to this story with the eyes open, admiring her mestizo face and long beautifully straighten hair. She was wearing white top made of smooth material and tide jeans. I must say she looked very pretty that night. I told her about my lonely life in London and my plans for the future. I was trying to sound like a successful guy that made good money but decided to look for something deeper in life. This kind of sensitive, genuine guy that we man believe women admire.

Once we were having a chat I tried to kiss her but she turned the face. As we talked she said she was going the next day to Lima but asked me if I would like to have a breakfast with her family the next morning. I thought it was a great idea. I paid for two glasses of wine and asked for a taxi. I took her back home, which was pretty close from my hostel; about 5 min drive at night. After she left I went to the bar for another drink, met somebody, danced and went back home very late accompanied by another local girl. I was playing the evil and I knew it. No compromise, no regrets.

The next day I was awaken by the sms on my phone “Hi, Filip, we are waiting for a breakfast for you. Are you coming?“ Although it was already 11am I was motivated to see her again before she leaves to Lima. As I could have not called her I asked her so she text her address to my phone so I can catch the taxi and be at her place in 30min.  She suggested that I pass the phone to the taxi driver so she can explain him how to get to her house. I said to the girl from last night that I have to leave so we left my room. I went to the nearby shop to charge my phone, came back to the hostel front doors and looked for the taxi.

There was a line of yellow Fiat taxis slowly moving forward, I found the empty with the blue lights and moved in. I called Carolina and ask the driver to talk to her about the direction. They had a small chat, which I did not understand and he passed the phone to me.

-       “Filip, remember, do not pay more then 6 Soles for the ride”. – She said.  

I was feeling calmed, waiting to see her and her family. Always ready for adventure. Family invitation was a good sign. We were driving through the city and after 15 min of ride I realized that we must be going to the other house than the last night. I asked the drive is he did not make a mistake with the direction. He said:

-       “Can you see this red house? It is there”.

My 6xt sense was trying to tell me that something is weird in the air but a little bit too late. Two aggressive guys jumped in to the taxi at the back seat holding me from both sides. One of the guys closed my eyes with his elbow and the other started punching me in my legs yelling:

-       ”Where is your money, where is your card?”

I thought it might be the last day in my life. I considered two options: one was a hero option that I had known from the movies and the second the peaceful one known from the wise books. I decided to negotiate as they probably had knives and guns. Both guys and taxi driver were about 30-35 years old, short and thick as most of the indigenes from this region. They smelled with a weird odor that made me scared. It felt like a drug that I had no idea about. I was wondering what had they wanted: My wallet? My money in the Natwest? My parents ´money or maybe my life. Or possibly all of them. I had a vision of the news: “Polish tourist found dead near Arequipa”, “Polish tourist hike jacked in Peru, the robbers ask for 1.000.000 US dollars the family. “This is where the story on the road ends” “Backpacking is not safe anymore” “Don’t travel unless you have a guide”.

As the guy on my left side was holding me with his elbow I was able to see that we had already passed the city suburbs. I saw volcanoes, big mountains with the snowy picks and the fields of grass. Yes my friend, we were pretty much far away. I started to pray very quickly in Polish “Jesus Christ…”. As mantra was sounding in my head I moved my spirit to another dimension, I practically left my body and had no muscles. They woke me up:

- “Motherfucker where is your wallet?” – One guy screamed while the other was punching my leg with his fist.

- “Amigos, the wallet is in here” – I pointed out my left packed while keeping a calmed voice, as I was talking to my good friends.

They took my wallet opened it up and checked what was inside. Well not much as I never take my passport nor the credit cards with me. Couple of Peruan Soles in the wallet worth no more then 20 USD, some hostel cards, addresses, notes, and fake 200 Boliviarianos, that a bloody taxi driver had given me one night in Sucre when I was looking for the motel 4 am in the morning.  I had been in a hurry I had not checked the money so I had kept the fake paper cash to remember to be careful the next time. Not anymore, guys took my wallet with fake Bolivian cash. I don`t know what happened to me but I politely asked them:

-       “Amigos, can you please leave me 3-4 Soles so I can come back to the hostel with the taxi?” – Again I was acting naturally as they were my old good friends.

They looked at me and kept on talking Peruan slang so I cannot understand. All I could grasp from the conversation that they were quite nervous and looking for a spot to leave me or kill me. Seeing my empty walled they screamed:

-       “Motherfucker, is this all? Where is your phone, bustard?” – They were slightly irritated.

-       “It is on the left pocked my friend” – I answer politely.

They took it out. It was old worthless Nokia as I was never traveling with the smart phone at that time. I asked them:

-       “Guys, can you please leave me my simcard, please?” – I could not believe what I was doing. The voice coming out from my mouth was not mine. I was feeling the presence of some kind of angels.

They opened the phone, then checked again my pocket or put back my simcard. I did not know exactly what had happened. After few minutes they stopped the taxi on the corner of the wooden house, asked me to leave quickly without looking back and lying down on the dusty road with the hands over my eyes. As they were screaming something in Spanish I thought it was last second of my life. Strange but I was kind of sad but fulfilled at the same time. At the end my life was great until now. I was traveling the world, living my dream. I was imagining how it feels to be shot on the back in Peru. Does it hurt? How is it to be on the other side of the life? Can I fly up high seeing me and people around from the birds view? Will I be invisible, what about my parents, my friends? Can they hear me?

The taxi left, I looked up, touched the sandy ground with my palms, slowly stood up not believing what had happened. I was alone in the middle of nowhere fully alive! I survived! I looked around and I found out that the nearest house was in a distance of 500 meters. I could have not seen the proper road to come back home.  I automatically checked my pocked and what I found was 4 Soles and a phone simcard.

Thursday, June 06, 2013 0

Compártelo Filip on the road - el viaje de lo impossible

Filip on the road - el viaje de lo impossible

Filip on the road - el viaje de lo impossible

Wednesday, June 05, 2013 0

Compártelo On the road: el viaje de lo imposible

On the road: el viaje de lo imposible

On the road: el viaje de lo imposible

I am working on my first Photo Exibition that will be launched soon at the University of Autonoma, where I teach Advertising and Marketing.

Friday, February 22, 2013 2

Compártelo The path to freedom from suffering and living a great life starts when we misidentify with our thoughts by observing them as we observe TV.

The path to freedom from suffering and living a great life starts when we misidentify with our thoughts by observing them as we observe TV.

The path to freedom from suffering and living a great life starts when we misidentify with our thoughts by observing them as we observe TV.

The path to freedom from suffering and living a great life starts when we misidentify with our thoughts by observing them as we observe TV or surf the internet.  No strong emotions whatsoever and no attachments. We can choose to change a focus by just clicking a link or pushing the button to change a channel.

Life is great. I know it but as I am just a human sometimes it is easy to forget about it. Long time ago I had realized that I was the creator of my own reality. I noticed that as soon as I observed my thinking and did not identify with it I was FREE. The beauty of life is that we are all free to choose what we want to believe in. We are all free to chose whether we identify with our thoughts or we observe them as a random TV screen. According to the modern science the path to freedom and rewiring our mind and brain is observation without attachment. It is so simple, maybe that is so complicated. We humans tend to complicate simple solutions. If we do not pay for something it is probably worthless. The good news is it is FREE and available in every moment. Freedom to detach ourselves from the thoughts that are nothing else as a media publisher of the data we had collected through the whole life, consciously  and subconsciously. We are not our thoughts. Period.

The question is how to tune into this feeling of being free? My answer is simple and also free. Find a silent, safe spot and be there on your own for a certain period of time. Close your eyes, sit comfortable and observe your body and thinking for 1-3 hours completely alone with no distractions.

Yes it probably will not be the most exciting exercise in the world because mind does not like to be controlled or observed. Mind will suffer to be observed and not treated seriously, so be ready my friend for the inner battle. Once you win it you will see enormous peace of  mind and a great feeling of inner joy. 

Cut off distractions, cut of internet, TV, friends, switch off the phone, close the doors. You are on the way to freedom.

Once we quite down external thinking sources and repeating patterns we realize how creating we can be. As life is being created on daily basis, we all participate in the creation process, therefore we are creating our own destiny as individuals, nations and human species.

Thoughts are powerful, they tend to create emotions.  Emotions are triggers to take an action. Both positive or negative. When action is taken the cause is made for the future effect. This is how we create destiny. It is up to you do it consciously or subconsciously. It is your choice.

Sunday, February 17, 2013 0