Pissouri Pilgrimage 4 – Reflections

Pissouri – Cyprus

7th October 2015

16.54pm (local time) Wednesday

The Village & Reflections

Happy Sunday all,

mountains-691501_1280Today I managed to get to the hillside village of Pissouri which is distinct from the Bay.

My day started with a proper introduction to the vibrant Kate in the smoothie shop as I waited for a lift  from Catriona, who had generously offered to take me to the village bank as she had some deliveries.

Pissouri Village is located on what can only be told described as a ‘ Severely Steep Hillside.’

Trust me this village is truly ‘HILLSIDE.’

The journey up and I mean ‘UP’ to the village is a challenge even for the sturdiest of vehicles and as we climbed and climbed, I had visions of donkeys in ancient times sweating and panting as they hauled their impatient owners and produce from the village to the bay and back again.

The world’s smallest square

IMAG1349After the bank the walk round the village square took all of 8 minutes!

I received many (I’d like to think they were admiring glances), but mostly they were just curious, but there were many cheeky nudges and gummy grins from wizened and sunburnt old Cypriot gentlemen, who perched outside coffee shops and tavernas leaning on walking sticks.

I decided to wander farther afield.

Farther afield meant my saunter took all of 15 minutes…

Small place Pissouri Village.

Bingo?

Rounding one corner I hear a ‘honk, honk’ and Kate from the smoothie shop appears in her dinky little motor.

“What’re you doing here?’ she enquires. I explain I’m attempting to uncover the village and she assures me there really isn’t anymore to it than the square I already took 8 minutes to explore!

bingo-159974_1280“Fancy a game of bingo tomorrow?” She says and I, who have never played ‘Bingo’ in my life, find myself agreeing to sit with a group of British migrants to the Island in a remote Cypriot village, to engage in one of the UK’s most prosaic working class traditions!

But I’m open…should be fun?

Surreal… but fun.

Questions & Curiosity

Kathy tootles off in her little car and as I round the next corner I and have a lively & brief exchange with several younger Cypriot workers who were obviously curious…

  • What was my heritage?
  • Why I was in their little village?
  • Was I alone – WHY?
  • Who upset me back home?
  • What did I do?
  • Where was I from?

question-mark-460869_1280Their questions answered they suggested I teach In Cyprus as teachers ‘do no work here’ they told me gleefully. They even suggested a couple of schools and said I should definitely move here. Nice, to be wanted, eh?

Back in the village square, my stomach decided to remind me it was time for lunch. The lovely Monica serves me a delicious mushroom and Halloumi Omelette at the Platea tavern and I can’t help but feel just a little satisfied with life and extremely grateful for the one I have in that moment.

Maria, Maria

Maria is from Bulgaria and I marvel at how vibrant and friendly she is as she goes about her work. To be honest, down in the bay the waitresses have been somewhat stoney-faced and cold up until now. I ask her if she loves her work and she’s taken aback a little, but after some thought says, she does and I tell her it clearly shows.

Reflections

beautiful-16736_1920At the table next to me are a family from Barrow-in-Furness. I couldn’t have met lovelier people. Tina & Stewart are visiting their daughter stationed here in the British army. They are rightfully proud of who she is and what she has become.

We have a fabulous exchange and they seem fascinated and truly in awe of my work both as teacher and as an ‘Inspirationalist.’ I came to realise that I have never felt so happy to do or be ‘me’ and that they were reflecting back to me what my contentment and self-acceptance looked and felt like from inside me.

Just do YOU

hands-423794_1280I began to contemplate how no matter what we do or where we are, if we love who we are that’s all we ever need. Like Monica, who obviously loved who she is and all she does, she infuses her work with love; It’s not external approval, or validation, that makes us feel satisfied with ourselves and with life, it’s the Internal approval that gives us that.

Up in the village, I could have become insecure and paranoid because of the attention I had received, but as I was secure and very, very happy to ‘do’ me with no apology, then that shone out from me and was then reflected back by the nature & quality of the people I interact with.

All we are here to do is be ourselves.

Care for ourselves

Be ourselves

Accept ourselves.

It’s natural

sunflower-11574_1920We don’t ask the rain why it falls it just does…

Do we question why the sunflower is a sunflower, or chastise it for not being a rose?

We don’t ask mosquitoes why they bite (I damned well wish they wouldn’t); we may not like that they do, but they JUST DO it anyway.

In the same way, you must simply do YOU

Reflections II

macro-319237_1920We don’t become happy and contented and secure and then this energy is reflected in your outer world.  Like Monica we become that energy, emit it it an then this energy is reflected back to us.

I was feeling: contented and happy and in love with life. Secure in my skin and particularly grateful.

By being who and what I naturally felt I should be, I was able to create more of such feelings. The energy created attracts pleasurable exchanges and interactions. These is turn lead to experiencing  more of those same feelings. As I/we draw more of them towards us we create even more feelings of gratitude and contentment and so on…

When this energy reaches out and touches the people we interact with, they cannot help but reflect your self-acceptance and self-love back to you and if they don’t, you’re feeling so good it won’t affect you anyway!

Love & Blissings

Insightful Angel

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