June 11. Sunday.
Last full day of training. Hard to believe. It has been a spectacular trip. Really couldn’t have been much better.
The day began when I woke up and knew the direction we had to go in the training today; how to focus on the formless/essence/Oneness end of the spectrum. And when I told Gabriela about it, she concurred. And it did work out wonderfully.
I love going in this powerful direction, and it is a direction that, in my view (and in the view of research), is often not focused on enough in Three Principles teaching and coaching. This is a very close-knit group, and it is a pleasure to be around these people.
But before the training day began, I had asked Michael, who runs a gym, if he would give me some hints about how to use the small weights I had bought at home, because I had never lifted weights in my life, never got any instruction, and realize in my old age that I’d better start, as I can feel myself getting weaker every year. I looked for him in the morning and found him in the little gym at the hotel. While assessing me, he saw what I’ve known for the longest time, that my hamstrings are inordinately tight. I knew I was in trouble when he asked me how my pain tolerance is. When I said something like, “Not bad,” he had me lie on the floor face down and proceeded to rip every fiber of my hamstring muscles apart. Whoa that hurt! I had to do La Maz breathing just to get through it. But I felt lighter when I got up (after I punched him in the face—only kidding).
That afternoon most of us went to the beach again, and I took another 20 minute swim in the Mediterranean. Gorgeous!
The two other beautiful things that happened were that everyone had signed birthday cards for me and Sheela, jumping the gun for me by 8 days (and Katja said in Germany it is really bad luck to open a birthday card early, but I ignored that superstition and we’ll see if I make it to the 19th), and people wrote such nice things to me in that card it really moved me. They brought it out in our evening session with candles stuck in ice cream, and my favorite flavor here at that: Straciatella, along with Sheela’s favorite, Limon sorbet, which we shared with everyone.
The day was capped off with Lise singing to us, and talk about being moved! Lise is one of the best singers I have heard. Such incredible talent. All I can do is shake my head.