'Out beyond Ideas Of Wrongdoing and Rightdoing...
Today has been a day of unfolding ness...
We woke up to a warm summery Spanish day and I decided my first thing 'to do' was to 'not go running', but instead to have a whole day ahead with nothing 'booked in'...
Anadi had already announced yesterday he wouldn't be running, and so I suggested breakfast in Capiliera plus a 'shopping trip' to replace the glass we broke and the ornament that leapt from the shelf...!
We were in the living room a few weeks ago when we heard a crash and the sound of breaking 'something'...
There on the floor in our bedroom was an ornament in pieces...
We thought perhaps the wind had blown it, but the windows were shut...
It had leapt on its own...
We drove up to Capiliera, full of activity and busy energy, a few cars were slowly traversing the winding uphill main street, navigating the people wandering in the road. A man in a van was loudly announcing his selling of quatro melons out of open doors at the back; dogs, cats made their way to wherever they were not going... The street was bright with colourful rugs hanging outside the shops, with the aroma of nag champa incense wafting from their interiors ...
We parked down a cobble street and wandered about in search of our breakfast...
'What about here?' Anadi suggested pointing to a cheerful restaurant, red tables and chairs on the pavement.
We pulled the chairs out to sit down...
'We've been here before' I said!
Last year at the end if that four hour walk... When we were hungry and thirsty and had walked that big loop...
'Oh yes. Anadi said' we've been drawn back.
We sat for awhile drinking the fresh orange juice we are now accustomed to here, enjoying cafe con leche and savouring the delicious Spanish way of making tostadas... Squished tomatoes and olive oil with some cheese and ham...
Anadi also had a tortilla, his favourite...
We enjoyed breakfast Philosophique, continuing to explore how part of the clearing process of any attachment, is to recognise it in the reflection of what is around us. We continued to explore letting go of anything that attaches us to the physical experience here on planet earth of being Julia or Anadi.
Anadi was exploring how Osho (an enlightened master from India) said that he had reached a place where he felt limited by the body and that he could do more work out of the body...
'That makes sense' I said....
And maybe he 'is' guiding us now then...
It was 2002 when I first read any of his books... I had felt the need for a new teacher, an alive one was my intention...!
Anyway, I had found one of Osho's books and recognised that this was the person I was looking for... So I was resolved to go and find him...
Only to discover that he had left his body in 1990... So instead I read his books and discovered all he wrote resonated with where I had arrived at in my own understanding...
So perhaps he was and is guiding me and other souls anyway.... I said to Anadi...
'Yes, he could be here with us now...!' Anadi said...
A few days ago, we had been curious about Papaji, the enlightened master who Anadi met many years ago in India...
We had been exploring last week around the idea that if everything is a reflection of us, what were the souls who came to Papaji reflecting in him...?
Anadi had a realisation today.... 'But of course... Papaji was beyond separation... So it was irrelevant, he was consciousness and knew he was not separate... His experience was that we are all one, all of the same consciousness....'
'Ahhh yes', I understood....
I can remember reading the Rumi prayer fifteen years ago and feeling afraid at the thought of no 'each other' of no separation, and recognising the work I needed to embrace...
In truth I was attached to the Illusion of being separate ...
As we explored more and talked, I could see the aspect of me that gets attached, to another, when there is not another to attach to....
'Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase "each other" doesn't make any sense'.
mevlana jelaluddin rumi - 13th century
Later...
A delightful few hours hanging out together in our sacred space...
'While I am under the illusion that I am a separate being, this is a wonderful way to experience oneness'
I said to Anadi looking into deeply into his eyes...
