A beautiful morning. Very very beautiful...
I asked for a tent from the landlady, there was an extra one in the tiny house. And I told her that in exchange I can help/work for her for my last week before I go. She's asked me to feed another cat colony, amongst a few other things. So I will have a tent:) I still need to check it and make sure because I haven't set it up. But it's 1,3kg and looks good and spacious enough.
I asked her if I could borrow her bicycle to go to that further one cat colony and she said yes I could..So I went there, a bit tired at first as I haven't slept all that much yesterday, but I'm taking, it's one of those days...
I need to relax with my heart though. It feels very active, I feel very happy, very open, very heart centered, full of love, much heart energy... But I need to rest more.
And feeding the cats over there, there is this magical ancient carob tree....
Opposite to it, a supermarket and outside some construction workers already drunk around 10am and singing in tenoro (male soprano one could say)
And I sat on the carob tree... And I sung, in my soprano voice.. Not too loud, not too quiet. Uh well, it's hard to sing soprano quietly.
The cats didn't mind me. I must be one of them by now...
I got onto the bicycle. I put Carmen, L'amour, opera on my (borrowed) phone and I stood on the bicycle for the descending. I let my hair loose. I felt free, how free I am. How light, how capable, how childlike, how beautiful, how beautiful everything is.. I am living life as I am running out of Time and yet I make sure that I have all the time in the world to simply be... To simply enjoy this creation, the meetings, the stories, the smells, breathing the fresh air...... A moving, extraordinary beauty.
As if I am seeing everything for the first and the last time.
Which ultimately is true.
As Heraclitus, the Ancient Greek philosopher used to say, You cannot cross the same river twice.
I feel this truth in my bones, the constant dying of every minute, the constant birth for every minute, I understand reincarnation within this life.
And I reached the village with the Carmen still playing, surprising a few passengers ..
I got a coffee, a pie and returned home to my cats. They are all so happy with me and loving.
I thought of an ex boyfriend that I have greatly blamed for a lot of things, and I thanked him for taking care of me, I remember how he was buying me breakfast a period I was under-eating at 16, how he was warming me a period I was so cold and how he had my back (a little too much but uhuh lol) a period when I was weak.
I think I am ready to Give.
On that old noisy bicycle, my hair blown by the wind, wearing some torn shoes, having so little, felt like, that's the way, that's it.
Then I thought of that ex boyfriend who died, how I was often having that experience as we were going for long bicycle excursions together. Having coffee in the forests, cooling our feet in rivers, under the hot sun, I can almost remember the scent of his sweat.
Paradoxically, and contradictory to my state and feelings of richness, fullness and abundance, I am running low on money. I have a little apartment that I rent for a small amount of money but the tenant has disappeared and doesn't answer his phone or anything. And so I am left with 10€ and 0.39cents in my bank account.
I am invited for dinner by a friend here.
There's plenty of food in the house though and I can use that until the 13th that the owner will arrive and then I will need to move.
I trust that by then something will change. I will ask my other friend if she needs more help with her garden and vineyard. If I tell her that I need some money, I think most probably she will find some work for me..
Yesterday I invited a couple -brother and sister- of Nepali friends that I've met here to lunch.
I cooked especially for them what they call Dahl bhat , which is basically lentils soup, rice and a carry. I made the carry with cauliflower, ginger and potatoes. The idea was to remind them of their home and it worked, at least for the guy! I told them to go easy on me, a Greek trying to cook Nepali food. But I've stayed 5 months there once and I have cooked with local people enough to have learnt the basic idea.. despite I didn't have all the spices, I did my best.
Today's listening
[media=https://youtu.be/sWUIw6RdG_Y]
and that's from yesterday
[media=https://youtu.be/grBahEds37U?t=7]
Did I say it all ? Have I finished ?
Healing tears, healing laughters and beauty, I cannot describe it and I don't know what is happening.
I am on this trip now.
And I feel grateful, so grateful that I wasn't selected in that sponsored work. Because it serves a different purpose and I can see that. I can see where this is taking me and I am grateful for going there.
It feels like heaven on earth.
How many more times am I going to be reborn, within this single one lifetime ?
Who knew.
I need some rest apparently ..::D
<3
I asked her if I could borrow her bicycle to go to that further one cat colony and she said yes I could..So I went there, a bit tired at first as I haven't slept all that much yesterday, but I'm taking, it's one of those days...
I need to relax with my heart though. It feels very active, I feel very happy, very open, very heart centered, full of love, much heart energy... But I need to rest more.
And feeding the cats over there, there is this magical ancient carob tree....
Opposite to it, a supermarket and outside some construction workers already drunk around 10am and singing in tenoro (male soprano one could say)
And I sat on the carob tree... And I sung, in my soprano voice.. Not too loud, not too quiet. Uh well, it's hard to sing soprano quietly.
The cats didn't mind me. I must be one of them by now...
I got onto the bicycle. I put Carmen, L'amour, opera on my (borrowed) phone and I stood on the bicycle for the descending. I let my hair loose. I felt free, how free I am. How light, how capable, how childlike, how beautiful, how beautiful everything is.. I am living life as I am running out of Time and yet I make sure that I have all the time in the world to simply be... To simply enjoy this creation, the meetings, the stories, the smells, breathing the fresh air...... A moving, extraordinary beauty.
As if I am seeing everything for the first and the last time.
Which ultimately is true.
As Heraclitus, the Ancient Greek philosopher used to say, You cannot cross the same river twice.
I feel this truth in my bones, the constant dying of every minute, the constant birth for every minute, I understand reincarnation within this life.
And I reached the village with the Carmen still playing, surprising a few passengers ..
I got a coffee, a pie and returned home to my cats. They are all so happy with me and loving.
I thought of an ex boyfriend that I have greatly blamed for a lot of things, and I thanked him for taking care of me, I remember how he was buying me breakfast a period I was under-eating at 16, how he was warming me a period I was so cold and how he had my back (a little too much but uhuh lol) a period when I was weak.
I think I am ready to Give.
On that old noisy bicycle, my hair blown by the wind, wearing some torn shoes, having so little, felt like, that's the way, that's it.
Then I thought of that ex boyfriend who died, how I was often having that experience as we were going for long bicycle excursions together. Having coffee in the forests, cooling our feet in rivers, under the hot sun, I can almost remember the scent of his sweat.
Paradoxically, and contradictory to my state and feelings of richness, fullness and abundance, I am running low on money. I have a little apartment that I rent for a small amount of money but the tenant has disappeared and doesn't answer his phone or anything. And so I am left with 10€ and 0.39cents in my bank account.
I am invited for dinner by a friend here.
There's plenty of food in the house though and I can use that until the 13th that the owner will arrive and then I will need to move.
I trust that by then something will change. I will ask my other friend if she needs more help with her garden and vineyard. If I tell her that I need some money, I think most probably she will find some work for me..
Yesterday I invited a couple -brother and sister- of Nepali friends that I've met here to lunch.
I cooked especially for them what they call Dahl bhat , which is basically lentils soup, rice and a carry. I made the carry with cauliflower, ginger and potatoes. The idea was to remind them of their home and it worked, at least for the guy! I told them to go easy on me, a Greek trying to cook Nepali food. But I've stayed 5 months there once and I have cooked with local people enough to have learnt the basic idea.. despite I didn't have all the spices, I did my best.
Today's listening
[media=https://youtu.be/sWUIw6RdG_Y]
and that's from yesterday
[media=https://youtu.be/grBahEds37U?t=7]
Did I say it all ? Have I finished ?
Healing tears, healing laughters and beauty, I cannot describe it and I don't know what is happening.
I am on this trip now.
And I feel grateful, so grateful that I wasn't selected in that sponsored work. Because it serves a different purpose and I can see that. I can see where this is taking me and I am grateful for going there.
It feels like heaven on earth.
How many more times am I going to be reborn, within this single one lifetime ?
Who knew.
I need some rest apparently ..::D
<3
