European Tour III: Day 12 – The energy of all things
Day 12, Thursday, July 2, 2015
I may have had a major breakthrough last night, but I hesitate to say it in case it’s another illusion. Well, last night I started to drop like a rock. I decided it was time to listen for the first time to an audiofile of my birthday psychic reading from the great Jean-Jacques Guyot of Montreal, just before I left for Greece. The insights I’d gained from hearing it in person had helped me a lot, but it went by so fast.
With great trepidation I stared listening; it had potential to bring me down even further. When I heard again his first real eye-opening, jaw-dropping insight, I could feel myself come crashing down. I had to stop the “tape” and just lie in bed, stunned, floored.
I’m not going to go into personal details here, but all of a sudden I saw how I had built my relationship upon a false foundation. And when I saw that, after wallowing in self-pity for a while, all of a sudden it was like this foundation completely shattered, like the glass that hit my unforgiving tile floor in Florida, and scattered everywhere—and I got this image of the pieces of my foundation—me—hurtling through space, scattering everywhere into the universe. Suddenly the fact that the illusion of truth in this foundation no longer existed, meant the pieces of the foundation scattering in all directions (I got the image of Humpty Dumpty) held no truth either.
The only Truth was the energy holding the scattering pieces all together. The energy of All things. The energy of my true Self. And I truly saw what I only intellectually knew before, that any answer out of my heartache would be found in this Energy, MIND, and to look anywhere else was futile, and to even look there was futile because there is no use “looking” for what I already AM. Big? Weird, but huge.
I woke up in the morning feeling pretty darn good. Pretty amazing.
Back on the bike
I was going to turn my bike in a day early because I had completely exhausted myself yesterday, but with my renewed spirit I decided not to, because I could make use of it. So I rode the 7 km. to the town of Naxos (about 1/3 the distance I rode yesterday in the other direction; luckily, it was against the wind on the way there this time) to take care of my ferry ticket to Mykonos in a couple of days, and the bus ticket to get to the ferry. Plus it gave me an opportunity to go to the ruins of the Temple of Apollo, which I had noticed when I first got off the ferry.
Walking out on the walkway to the Temple the waves were crashing so hard that they kept spraying over the walkway; it was a little unnerving. These were big waves! It was so windy! In fact, I saw a ferry in the distance coming in and it was listing from side to side so much it looked scary, and I could imagine how many people were getting seasick on board, which made me say a little prayer for the wind to die down within the next couple of days.
Then, before I biked back I saw that a shop had soft-serve ice cream, very rare for Greece, and I couldn’t resist, even though it was before lunch.
Then, by accident, I bumped into the best market area I’ve ever been to in my life: The Old Market. It was almost like being in those caves in Spain (not quite), with all-enclosed, narrow little corridors weaving in and out of little shops, and it kept going on and on. It was like a maze in there. One could easily get lost. It was so cute! How can anyone not like the Island of Naxos?
Then I biked back with the wind at my back, and even the uphills didn’t bother me. Then I rested my minor sunburn—I’ve tried to be so careful—during the hottest time of the day, then went back to Plaka beach later in the afternoon. Took my ½ hour swim—that’s another criteria for my beach. Did some reading. Had delicious moussaka for dinner, which is almost as gluttonous as pastitsio. Good thing I’m getting all this exercise. Did some writing. A good day.
Hi Jack, I’m glad you’ve seen that the new thought that will shift your state of mind, will come from Mind. After reading your post I was reflecting on the fact that we are all playing the game of life, whatever it’s form … in relationship, out of one, overseas, at home … and that at every moment we have these amazing powers with which to craft that game. But the solace isn’t really to be found in what we craft, it sits in the fact that we can always access the powers, we carry them everywhere! That’s amazing.
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