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About 3 months ago, I started reading Paulo Coelho’s books again. I felt the urge to ride the wave of someone else’s journey.
I then started longing for my own romantic quest or pilgrimage. I wanted to take a month and walk “The Road to
However, I could not figure out how to fund it or take a month off in my life to do it. The story I told myself was, my faith was not strong enough to just “trust all would be well” if I just did it.
I sat with my circle of woman (we call ourselves the Bombettes because we are the Bomb), and cried and sobbed that I wanted a quest. When I was a hippie and had no mortgage, or two dogs, or an elderly Mom living with me, I would just pack a bag and go. Hitchhike to wherever the wind blew me. I was able to quest my little heart away. I took trips to
The adventures were so many I would need to write a book to tell the stories.
Now I am 55 with “responsibilities” and “limited wealth” (it “seems”, at this moment) and the same inner urge to be in the wind and seeking a new “personal legend” (read “The Alchemist”) or a quest to find more of who I really am.
I was given a link to a free copy of “The Alchemist” in audio book form, read by Jeremy Irons. It brought the quest more to life for me. It is not as if I have not been on many quest and adventures. I galloped on a horse across the
Over the last year or so, I have felt drawn to
I had begun to feel depressed around the first week of Aug. I was having trouble getting up in the morning; I was feeling dread. I was not sure why at first. Was I denying something, resisting some aspect of myself, was I doing “something wrong” (very old story I tell myself). I started exploring “it” in meditation. What I realized is that I was dreading the coming winter. I had been splitting wood, clearing the places that I would have to stack that wood, and knowing that my windows would be, closed soon for the winter; it would become cold and I would feel trapped. I also became more acutely aware, that I was living for summer and “doing time” in the winter waiting for my release in the spring, when I open the pool and windows and hear birds and the sounds and songs of nature in summer.
I decided I have to move to where it is warm, soon. Why would I only allow myself four months a year of freedom? I asked my self the infamous question “How is this working for me?”
In the middle of all of this, my dear friends Peter and Mark asked me if I had time to drive their pickup to
Then as synchronicity would have it, I saw a video by William Henry called “The Cloak of the Illuminati”. Very interesting and thought provoking material, which happened to present itself, during this time and place in my life. There are some interesting facts about
I received an inspiring intuition to drive my friend’s truck to
I started looking for property and houses online and possibilities of where I could live in
The omens began to become more apparent. I got an idea to contact a gay real estate agent. Who better would know where an alien like me should live in the Bible belt. I had my new agent Rob look at my website to get an idea of who his new client would be. Well, of course he is the perfect agent for me. He is curious about all the things I am curious and exploring. He has read a few books on his own and is experiencing a need for a quest in his own life.
We talked about life and the Universe for about 45 minutes and talked about house for 10. The quest was in motion. I just understood that the quest began when I was with the Bombettes yearning for one.
To be continued…