Pissouri – Cyprus
8th October 2015
22.32pm (local time)
Happy Sunday All
Fear & Intuition
Today I had the biggest and most profound lesson of my whole time in Cyprus thus far. I’ve had the strongest intuitive feeling, since coming away that something would happen. It manifest as the fear I mentioned in my previous post. I seemed to spend much of my time feeling as thought I needed to look over my shoulder.
Since then I convinced myself I’d be more positive and to see this time as a gift. A sort of pilgrimage; a present I would receive from the universe or some form of lesson or learning I would experience whilst here. Little did I know that it would involve BINGO!
Open to the new
Today started far too early…2am to be precise!
But the day finished better than it started.
By the end of the day I had learned a lesson… a powerful and profound one.
After my trip to the village yesterday and sweaty walk down the hillside… a lovely, albeit steep (and with the speed and nature of the driving here) oftentimes treacherous stroll in beautiful 23’ sunshine. I must have become rather over tired.
Once back at the apartment I contemplated my game of Bingo tomorrow as I washed clothes and laughed quietly to myself as I thought about how I would Never have considered such a thing at home, yet when we in different circumstances whether or not by choice, we often allow ourselves to become freer, and open to ‘the new.’
I dozed for what felt like a couple of hours in the late afternoon, which was still very hot… NINE HOURS LATER! I woke up at 2am wide awake. Far too darn early for this girl, but I’m felt very restless.
I potter for what seems like an age and then make myself go back to bed.
8am…the day rolls out
This is more like it! A far more civilised time of the day to rise.
Meditation…shower & dressing…more pottering and some food shopping and by 11.04am I’m sitting outside the raw food shop.
Hmmm… decisions. Will it be a smoothie today or a raw cake? I opt for cake.
Chocolate & orange…delicious and every morsel is good for every cell in your body. The only truly ‘guilt free indulgence.’ This will have to be a non-existent treat from now on as finances are getting more than a little tight to say the least!
In no way had I been extravagant, but I knew I was under resourced when I got on the plane and I suspect that was a another reason I was reluctant to come in the first place. At this point I have €50 to my name.
Who wants to scrimp when you’re on holiday?
So, with half my cake eaten and many conversations later I venture back home to rest up and be back outside the shop for another lift to the village with Kate and Pissouri Village BINGO!
4pm and we ‘tootle’ up the steep chalky cliffs to Kate and Ryan’s lovely home (names changed to protect the innocent!)
Now remember I only had €50. I had to take a €20 note with me as Kate had told me bingo would cost €6 and there’d be a meal. Not bad I thought. I’d of course then have enough to give her some money for fuel as well.
I offer to pay her as we get to the clubhouse, ‘we’ll settle up at the end,’ she says. ‘Go with the flow,’ I say to myself, a mantra I had been silently repeating all day…
’Trust the angels.’
Earlier that afternoon, I had taken out my angel cards and done a reading just before getting ready to meet Kate: ‘Blessings,’ ‘Spiritual Growth,’ and for the third or fourth time this week I had drawn ‘Guardian Angel.’
So, I told myself to stay in trust, that the universe would support me and to give thanks After all, money or no, I was still in paradise.
I felt easier…
6 games of bingo were going to be played in total and I quickly got the hand of it…
Game one played…
Game two & game three played and the €20 for a line goes, then the €50 for a full house. There are only two games left.
I accept I’m not going to win.
Game four: Fifteen numbers will be called. I’m off to a slow start. Nothing on my board Is coming up. It doesn’t matter, it’s about the taking part and with the other players all calling the numbers and the little ditty that goes with each of them…
”No. 11 – legs eleven;
Two fat ladies – 88” etc… this is fun, plus I’m getting an education.
Then a roll of numbers come my way and my board is looking very healthy, but so too are those of a few others and at least three of us need only three more numbers to win.
The next number…I mark it off, then the next…awww, not one of mine, then the next, is one on my board. Just one more, one number, just one and then…
The winner takes it all
Oh my gosh!
It couldn’t have been a timelier nor a more welcome win.
I was so grateful and knew, just KNEW my angels had supported me in response to my belief in them and the gratitude I had shown for what I did have.
Once I’d relaxed and I allowed the flow, my gratitude had been the catapult that launched my desires into becoming manifest. Once I let go and was present, allowing the ‘flow,’ the energy kicked in and what I needed showed up, in perfect and divine timing.
Gratitude, gratefulness & Thank you
Once back in the apartment “Thank-you, Thank-you, Thank-you,” over and over was all I could think as I cried in gratitude and drifted to sleep that night.
That choice is yours too…
All I know is that we are supported. Not just me, or those who we consider ‘special’ who we feel have a gift or stand out in some way, but each one of us.
All we need do is:
- Believe &
- Be grateful
Blissings & Much Love