We Live In A Mysterious World
I am at Finsbury Park railway station.
This is a station I had never been to before two weeks ago, but is now part of my journey back home to Winchmore Hill from Central London.
Anadi and I have had two 'outings' this week into London... We went to the Thai Embassy to apply for our visas on day one, and then to collect them on day two.
On each day we 'played' for the rest of the day...
Brunch and running shoe buying day one; lunch and cinema going day two..
Anadi said to me when we arrived home last night that every so often it dawns on him that this is our life now, that we have 'done it'; by 'done it', he means untethered from all that held us, and all we have known before, and that we have set off to pastures new; being guided by our hearts and our intuition and the signs along the way...
Very Celestine prophesy...!
The book 'The Celestine Prophesy' essentially covers nine insights suggesting a way of living that trusts in inner guidance and going with the flow... 'insight one' speaks of 'discovering again that we live in a deeply mysterious world, full of sudden coincidences and synchronistic encounters that seem destined'.
Anadi and I have journeyed this way together, since we met two years ago, the signs appearing to be on the outside; but as we experience everything is a reflection of our own energy, we also experience our life as our creation, our inner landscape reflecting in our life experience and the people we are meeting and connecting with along the way.
This includes meeting one another...!
We have discovered that the more we take responsibility for our lives and for what is occurring in them... the more we take the position of being the chess board rather than a pawn on it.
The more we live like this, the freer we become...
When Anadi and I first decided to set off to become nomads, roaming free, the planet our home... to explain what seemed a radical move to some, and reflected the part of me that still anticipated being told I was 'wrong'; I used the sentence stem - 'It might not make sense to you... followed by the explanation of our movements, ideas thoughts, feelings...
I found it a very helpful way of comminicating our plans; and freeing both for me and the person I was making the announcement to about my life path choices...
Whatever we are experiencing now is our life.
This is it...
And if we want to experience something different, a change in the outer realms, then it is worth taking a look inside...
Today has been a running up and down steps day!
Today this has been my training regime...!
Every escalator or flight of stairs; up and down from the tube, up and down from washrooms at Victoria station, in the eateries I have been in today - I have raced up and raced down...
Past all the people standing on the right of the escalators, I trotted, up the steps in the middle of two moving stairways I ran...
I enjoyed the feeling of freedom, a body that feels agile again brings, a body ready to go, an ankle flexible and strong... building up, champing at the bit even..
But me and my body are being guided by Achilles, who still asks that even though there is much improvement, we are wise and we go 'softly softly...'
Anadi and I slept a long sleep last night and then stayed in bed chatting this morning; we made it to the cafe over the road with five minutes to spare, just before they stopped serving breakfast at midday.
It was a long lie in...!
My body felt good for the long sleep, and the lying about in bed...!
After breakfast I caught the 13.04 train from Winchmore Hill to travel to meet my friend Jane at Victoria station, which we worked out was sort of half way between us both...
We spent the afternoon in the Brasserie of the Grosvenor Hotel...
We talked about relationship and loss and endings, the honouring and the mourning of the parting in this human vibration. Jane's father's funeral is on Monday; at one point she said...
'There are times when I can't believe he has gone, perhaps that is because he hasn't gone anywhere...?
'No, he hasn't gone anywhere' I said, there isn't anywhere to go, because there is no death...
There is only infinite love... we both agreed.
With that, our waitress came up to ask us what we would like for dessert. I hadn't looked at the menu, having been on a visit to the wash room, down a long corridor and a flight of shiny steps, which of course I ran down... and up again...
Jane had looked at the list of puddings while I was in the loo, the chocolate soufflé attracted her...
Our waitress said that she had a relationship with the chocolate soufflé and that she was in love...
That decided us...
'Can we have a relationship with it too?' we asked... 'I am happy to share' she laughed'...
We liked our waitress...
'She is wearing an 'infinity eight' earring' Jane said...
This seemed very symbolic to us of our conversation about life and death...The figure eight representing the finite word of status and power and our self concept, and then turning it on its side to represent the infinite, the 'without beginning and without end' - our true self, our infinite self...
The challenge always to be living with awareness of both a hundred percent of the time, to fully live here, now, on this planet, in this human vibration; whilst always being aware that it is our eternal self which is shining through this body and this mind.