Girl Gone Goa

Travel, sex, magic, and cycling in an Indian state

A Conversation with G.O.D.* February 17, 2009

Filed under: Magic,Sex,Travel — UR @ 11:17 pm
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Apparently, a little eyeliner works wonders

guirim scarecrow goaDear Ulrike,

G.O.D. here. I’ve been hearing from you a lot lately and – you’re welcome. It’s my pleasure to see you surrounded by the beautiful nature, kind people and little joys that I have tucked away for you to discover in Goa. It’s one of my favourite places, and  – judging from the volume of prayers I hear from the Catholics there – I know I did the right thing, sending the Portuguese over like that.

Sunday it pleased me to see you on your bicycle and grinning with delight on the stretch of meadow between Guirim and Parra (the one with the scarecrow woman in a patch of garden – I’m glad you notice my subtle gestures), and Monday evening I felt your wonder after I put you in the company of Nobel and Booker prize luminaries and other great minds to inspire those books you said you’d write.

By the way, what’s taking so long? You’re here in Goa, exactly where you wanted to be, you’re exchanging bon mots with the region’s finest published writers, and you haven’t even drawn up an outline?

Honestly, Ulrike, what more do you need to fulfill your life’s destiny?

Oh, right, that. This afternoon, I heard that old prayer. You were cycling up the long hill from the Betim ferry jetty and a sadness that you’d been carrying all day pressed down on your heart and the pain blurred your eyes with tears. You felt betrayed because this sadness – the one that you thought you’d left behind in Canada – had found you today, here in Goa.


Ulrike, I’ve surrounded you with love. You have newfound aunts, uncles and cousins who have looked after you; neighbours who worry about you when you come home late; friends who share chai and musings; colleagues who encourage your voice; comrades who share your passion; strangers who gift you with smiles. I’ve even thrown in a storeful of tolerant clerks, five affectionate kittens and  two lusting admirers, for heaven’s sake.

What? Sure, they’re married, but love is love. No – I’m not suggesting you sin – I’m just saying it’s  better than nothing, right?

I don’t know how much longer it will be, Ulrike. Maybe if you just took a little more care with your outfits and wore some makeup…(joke)…what I meant to say is: yes, I know you’ve had a rough time of it. You’ve fallen in love with men who didn’t love you; who wanted to change you, who missed their mothers, who hated their marriages; and who returned to me after huffing the tailpipe of an idling Toyota.

I know that one really hurt, and I wish I could explain. I know you’re strong, and now – well – you’ve learned to be humble. Sorry about that, it was out of my hands. But hold faith, Ulrike, and trust me. Be kind and honest and keep writing, keep writing, keep writing. When it’s time, he’ll find you and you’ll find him. You want a sign? Sure, I’ll send something good, I promise.

No, he won’t be married. Yes, he’ll love, respect and accept you as you are…but a bit of eyeliner wouldn’t hurt.

Oh, lighten up Ulrike! Now get started on that book and let me worry about the details.


*Goal-Oriented Director


6 Responses to “A Conversation with G.O.D.*”

  1. Marion Says:

    Nice, Ulrike. I too believe that One Day Your Prince Will Come.
    Hang in there – eyeliner may help but your natural exuberance will do the trick.

  2. Luis Dias Says:

    Saw you all-too-briefly yesterday at the lecture. Had to skip today, but saw you in the audience on TV.

    Yes, keep writing…a mantra I should practise as much as preach!


  3. Chryselle Says:

    Love has an annoying way of creeping up on you when you’re not looking. Be your own self and enjoy this wonderful opportunity to live and write about a new country. Leave the rest to G.O.D; you never know what might happen next!


  4. EricaLucci Says:

    A beautiful letter!

  5. mike Says:

    this is a great piece. funny and sad.

  6. Owen Baggott Says:

    I am so going to start blogging again. It is as if God told me to through your blog.

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