When I give readings to other people, I use all my energy to focus on their life with no distractions. When I read for myself it is quite different. For my own personal readings, I have to let the energy in and relax as much as possible.
In March I vacationed to Parma, Italy. The day I arrived I hadn't slept but I needed to stay awake and wait for nightfall, so I stumbled through the day. After I checked into my hotel, I walked off in search of food. Organ music soared out of a conservatory and a female opera singer's voice rang true. Their music opened my senses. Under arches throughout the city, accordion music lulled me as my intuition protected me. I travelled alone.
Most of the castles I visited were closed, but that did not stop Mario my driver. We ventured through huge metal doors and walked by small villages attached to the castles. I time-travelled to the past and saw playful children in kerchiefs and stony faced men. I felt the warmth of their bodies on the rock walls and heard their raised voices. To see spirits from the past did not frighten me.
Vacationing alone restores my energy. I felt lonely but I returned with heightened senses and more empathy.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
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