Wednesday morning, we walked the 5 minute walk from our Pousada to Casa Dom Ignacio, our requests in hand and eager to greet John and which ever Entities were present. The English speaking orientation the evening before had been only lightly attended and we wondered if the numbers would also be light as the Casa began its week. They weren’t. If anything, there were more people from a variety of countries than we’d ever seen before. We heard many European languages as well as Russian and some I couldn’t recognize. Continue reading “Post Spiritual Surgery, Day 4 – John of God December 2011”
Settling into Abadiania – John of God December 2011
Before the day was half way over, I knew this: all plans are subject to change. As much as I wanted to visit the Sacred Waterfall and be bathed in the magical waters there, neither the weather nor my body were conspiring to make it so. As the clouds rolled and the thunder boomed and my body felt much more like sitting still than hiking, I realized (again) that every experience is unique, and the power of the experience has to come from the willingness to listen and follow the quiet, inner voice of Guidance. Long story short – I spent the afternoon meditating instead of going to the Sacred Waterfall. It is what it is, and it will be what it will be. I trust the layers of this new mantra to unfurl and blossom for me through the trip as I discover the uniqueness of “this” journey.
Tonight, we’ll attend the Orientation. While it will be my third, I’ve learned not to expect the same experience; >) And I’m “learning” to be open to the fresh moment. Tomorrow, we greet John of God – however that happens. Stay tuned…
Arriving in Abadiania – John of God December 2011
It feels like coming home. The land is verdant green along the highway; it is late spring in Brazil. As we drive, I recognize the markers along the highway as we draw near. But, even more, I feel the energies shift a half hour away. It feels like coming home.
I started feeling a “little funny” a half hour out, and – by the time we neared Abadiania proper – I realized I’d better test my blood sugar. It was 49. Continue reading “Arriving in Abadiania – John of God December 2011”