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Nothing that we do is without consequence.
I think this as I reflect on being here away from my family for the holiday and how my husband shared with me my granddaughter’s picture of the family. I was there but my hand not touching with theirs in her portrayal. He also shared with her the letter I wrote her and “she loved it.” So happy to hear..
Snake Update: They did catch the snake yesterday! He was released into the fields where he/she belongs.
I was invited to join the chicas this morning for yoga that included partner work. They are a giggly bonded group and their generosity in allowing me to join in has been heartwarming and immense. The playlist for class and the British teacher fun and gifted in her approach—it was perfect and we moved and grooved and then settled in at the end to a “mushy” savasana head to belly style. Our morning circle promptly ended when a spider joined us just as the breakfast bell was ringing.
Hilary tells me at breakfast that she said a prayer of gratitude for me at dinner last night and she said that when she did this she got teary eyed. Thank you little sister. Before we started to eat we gathered around Brittany who is leaving. Brittany wonders aloud for the group what it will be like to go home back to ‘the real world’ without this feminine support at her back. Everyone reassures her that in spirit we are together.
Off handedly she mentioned as we sit down to eat that ironically a not for profit asked her to model for them. (It must be nice to be so beautiful that you are invited to model! Gorgeous!) Ash tells us about diamonds made from charcoal and I remember the charcoal that came through my third eye during my massage with Robert. I tell the group about this and Brit sitting next to me says, what do you mean came through? I tell her ‘Brit you have entered hippy land!’ She replies a little defensively, “I am well aware of that.” Maybe we are like pieces of charcoal here and when we push together in communion then diamonds are magically made…
I am antsy to go home even though I have a lump in my throat when I think of the fight waiting for me. Do I fight or do I just go on and let this go? I am tired of fighting but this is unjust …Well not to worry today.
I went into Pana (Panajachel) one of the biggest cities on the lake by public boat and took a Tuk Tuk to the Circus Café for an amazing lemonade and pizza lunch and then went shopping (bought some kakki pants and a hand woven rug that together were under $30.) Other than that I wasn’t wowed by the town. I found it busy and hectic. (So far my favorite’s been San Juan.) I headed back late afternoon. The boat driver thought I said Santa Cruz instead of the resorts’ name so I made the trek by foot, which was only about 20 minutes away along a path loosely carved out by foot traffic beside the lake. The driver did apologized and I could have got back on and I bet he would have back tracked and driven me, but I don’t think the people (commuter’s) would have appreciated this. The ride was just 5Q today. They usually charge the Gringos 10Q but I handed him 5 and he didn’t complain just said ‘sorry’ as I de-boarded.
We had cake after dinner that the staff made with such care. "Lots of cream" Wendy tells us was put into it. The cake was for Hilary's birthday to mark her special day coming up and the culmination of a lovely week of bonding and sisterhood. After the group headed off for their closing circle each with a glass of vino, Wendy, Zak a young bohemian guy ended up congregating in the corridor between the kitchen and dining room--'the reception area'. For once I felt unhurried to get away and just sat with my tea as I watched Zach hold and pet Lila. I asked Wendy if she wanted to draw one of my mermaid cards. She said yes and picked up the cards and shuffled them. I was kind of surprised that she did this as she had told me she doesn't like 'new agey things'. She then asked me to cut the deck three times and chose three card for ME. For me? I wanted her to pick for her. For both of us I tell her and she says, No, for you. I stare at her but she wasn't going to relent so I switch to the receiver in this game of providing assistance to another. The cards picked somewhat apropos. One was to receive and another to consult an expert and music. Wendy decides to draw a forth to Have Faith. She gives me her supportive direction based on her life and the cards chosen as she has had a similar situation as me, we are both Libras, born one year apart in this sign of courts and justice. We say goodbye after a bit. She tells me that I will be back to her place and I wonder? I don't get the sense that I will. She wants me to work with her in a spiritual sense and her Tibetan tradition. I feel overwhelmed by this. I have my protective beings and don't feel that I need more. Maybe I just need to trust the ones that I have more deeply.
The tree above is one I passed on the walk from Santa Cruz to the resort
I think this as I reflect on being here away from my family for the holiday and how my husband shared with me my granddaughter’s picture of the family. I was there but my hand not touching with theirs in her portrayal. He also shared with her the letter I wrote her and “she loved it.” So happy to hear..
Snake Update: They did catch the snake yesterday! He was released into the fields where he/she belongs.
I was invited to join the chicas this morning for yoga that included partner work. They are a giggly bonded group and their generosity in allowing me to join in has been heartwarming and immense. The playlist for class and the British teacher fun and gifted in her approach—it was perfect and we moved and grooved and then settled in at the end to a “mushy” savasana head to belly style. Our morning circle promptly ended when a spider joined us just as the breakfast bell was ringing.
Hilary tells me at breakfast that she said a prayer of gratitude for me at dinner last night and she said that when she did this she got teary eyed. Thank you little sister. Before we started to eat we gathered around Brittany who is leaving. Brittany wonders aloud for the group what it will be like to go home back to ‘the real world’ without this feminine support at her back. Everyone reassures her that in spirit we are together.
Off handedly she mentioned as we sit down to eat that ironically a not for profit asked her to model for them. (It must be nice to be so beautiful that you are invited to model! Gorgeous!) Ash tells us about diamonds made from charcoal and I remember the charcoal that came through my third eye during my massage with Robert. I tell the group about this and Brit sitting next to me says, what do you mean came through? I tell her ‘Brit you have entered hippy land!’ She replies a little defensively, “I am well aware of that.” Maybe we are like pieces of charcoal here and when we push together in communion then diamonds are magically made…
I am antsy to go home even though I have a lump in my throat when I think of the fight waiting for me. Do I fight or do I just go on and let this go? I am tired of fighting but this is unjust …Well not to worry today.
I went into Pana (Panajachel) one of the biggest cities on the lake by public boat and took a Tuk Tuk to the Circus Café for an amazing lemonade and pizza lunch and then went shopping (bought some kakki pants and a hand woven rug that together were under $30.) Other than that I wasn’t wowed by the town. I found it busy and hectic. (So far my favorite’s been San Juan.) I headed back late afternoon. The boat driver thought I said Santa Cruz instead of the resorts’ name so I made the trek by foot, which was only about 20 minutes away along a path loosely carved out by foot traffic beside the lake. The driver did apologized and I could have got back on and I bet he would have back tracked and driven me, but I don’t think the people (commuter’s) would have appreciated this. The ride was just 5Q today. They usually charge the Gringos 10Q but I handed him 5 and he didn’t complain just said ‘sorry’ as I de-boarded.
We had cake after dinner that the staff made with such care. "Lots of cream" Wendy tells us was put into it. The cake was for Hilary's birthday to mark her special day coming up and the culmination of a lovely week of bonding and sisterhood. After the group headed off for their closing circle each with a glass of vino, Wendy, Zak a young bohemian guy ended up congregating in the corridor between the kitchen and dining room--'the reception area'. For once I felt unhurried to get away and just sat with my tea as I watched Zach hold and pet Lila. I asked Wendy if she wanted to draw one of my mermaid cards. She said yes and picked up the cards and shuffled them. I was kind of surprised that she did this as she had told me she doesn't like 'new agey things'. She then asked me to cut the deck three times and chose three card for ME. For me? I wanted her to pick for her. For both of us I tell her and she says, No, for you. I stare at her but she wasn't going to relent so I switch to the receiver in this game of providing assistance to another. The cards picked somewhat apropos. One was to receive and another to consult an expert and music. Wendy decides to draw a forth to Have Faith. She gives me her supportive direction based on her life and the cards chosen as she has had a similar situation as me, we are both Libras, born one year apart in this sign of courts and justice. We say goodbye after a bit. She tells me that I will be back to her place and I wonder? I don't get the sense that I will. She wants me to work with her in a spiritual sense and her Tibetan tradition. I feel overwhelmed by this. I have my protective beings and don't feel that I need more. Maybe I just need to trust the ones that I have more deeply.
The tree above is one I passed on the walk from Santa Cruz to the resort
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