Tid for natur (time for nature)

I had hoped I would find my soul on this trip but I had no idea how it would feel. Each hike, each restful sleep, each cool breeze on my cheek removes a bit more of the facade, the many masks that I wore to hide who I truly am. Here, there is no need to cover up any part of my personality. I have found the sacred within me, Divinity flows around me, through me and radiates out of me. My soul is now flying freely, with ease and as naturally as the winged bird soars, as the waves whip the shores, and my breath refreshes my lungs. All there is for me to be is still, silent, grateful. I feel as though I am shedding all that isn’t me, leaving behind the pure essence of who I am and why I am here.

Since I don’t know the language, and often I am out of internet range to use the translator app that Leslie helped me download on the way to the airport, I have become quite fond of signs. Signs that reassure me I am on the right path, headed in my intended direction. Today, the rocky path I climbed up the island mountain was made by sheep. Although I didn’t see sheep today, I thanked them for their pioneering steps to form the path over rocks and marsh. I also was very very grateful for the humans who posted tiny white signs periodically to guide my steps. And who installed wooden walkways over the wetlands and a chain to assist me in pulling myself up the steepest portion with very little footing.

Again, when I ‘felt lost’ I merely meandered back to the signs.

I saw several feathers, some sea shells as I walked along the beach and sadly I saw the remains of a baby puffin that didn’t make it out to sea. All was left was his pretty little striped beak and some soft tufts of black and white feathers.

We all have a mountain to climb of some sort. Maybe it’s a disabled or mentally challenged child, an alcoholic (or other addiction) spouse or a parent with dementia. For me it was a narcissistic manager at work. Try as I may, I could not prevent myself from being drawn into her drama. We learn to put one foot in front of the other as we carefully maneuver our way up. The path has lots of assents and descents, sometimes it’s harder to come down than to pull ourselves up.

Today, on my climb, there were moments of fear, (the drop down was tremendous) many instances of unbelievable beauty, a exhilarating sense of accomplishment when I reach the point I could go no further, and a constant sense of being held by the Divine. I felt my Divine Masculine working in tandom with my Divine Feminine. I felt they were inseparable, dancing together though my being.

I am not collecting things along my way as I am carrying everything on my back. However, I received the permission of the receptionist to take the sign on the room for housekeeping.

Time for silence.

My housekeeper, a (not natural) blonde Chinese young woman, is the one who helped me find the hotel in the pouring rain on the evening of my arrival. “ I work there, follow me.” She hurried along the streets with her hard sided kitty patterned roller bag behind her. She kept looking back to be sure I was still there. I didn’t keep up with her well, but am not sure I would have found the place without her guidance.

The island people don’t speak much English. The signs rarely contain an a English translation. I actually love being on the outside of understanding. I hear lots of laughter and easily mind my own business. Oh please, please, please - there are some basic tenants that I want to integrate in to my being and bring home, housed in the changed me.

1. Trust - the overall intention of this trip. To develop a trust in my internal guidance to keep me safe. Accomplished!

2. “Is that okay?” They asked me numerous times. When I book a room, when I asked about opening time of the pub, and various inquires. I’ve long thought that positioning a question, to help others be agreeable is a wise thing to do.

3. Being comfortable alone has delivered me a deeper peace than I could have imagined. (As role modeled to me by Koko and Jo)

4. Nothing more satisfying to the body than fresh water and fresh fish cooked at low temperature, a great hike and frequent naps.

1. I take care of me and leave others to take care of themselves. Intervene only if asked.

2. Uncomplicated - keep it simple sweetie (elbow patches still in style )

3. Peace flowing in me, through me and out of me. Allow for the cosmic dance to unfold! Ask for assistance. The DM gets great pleasure in giving and the DF gets great pleasure in receiving.

4. Stay present, alert, conscious & content.

5. Desert in rare moderation is an amazing treat but don’t waste it on anything other than the most exquisite luxury. Cheap sweets are useless. Fine chocolate is superb.

1. It’s a very good thing to be invisible- may I remain grateful !!!

2. Appreciation increases my vibrational energy and prepares me for whatever may come. May I freely and frequently express my gratitude, in thoughts, worlds and in my smile!

3. My Divine Masculine is waiting for my request and is eager to assist. He is inseparable from the Divine I have embodied.

4. Replacing judgment with, “may you be well, may you experience peace, may you feel loved.”

One of the touristy things to do here is to hit golf balls ( made of fish-food) into the sea (try to hit a circle if you can.) Looks like a blast! My style (for this trip) is to keep to myself and traverse the road less traveled. Yesterday’s hike I did see a group of four retirees but that was it all day. Today, no one.

Yesterday I stumbled upon a English sign that explained they had found fossils from the Stone Age in a cave. This was just after I had remarked to myself, “ I wonder how old those rocks are?”

Today was such an excellent adventure that I am giving myself ceremony- letting my hair down. Meaning I give up trying to make it look unfrizzy, in place or any particular way. Oh the hours I have wasted concern over what product is best for my hair.

I spent three hours in the local pub and watched Nova Sea professionals, tourists, hikers, couples and groups (probably locals?) and a mom with two tiny girls come to eat. I tried the reindeer pizza and had two glasses of rhubarb gin.

The puffins social hour is beginning soon. I think I’ll go see if I can catch a glimpse. I guess the last of them left about a week ago. However, I did get the the opportunity to have a brief and delightful conversation with a local woman who proudly showed me her collection of raspberries.

“My family is from here, my husband’s family is from here. We all go to work. We’re happy to work” She had been to Seattle in 2019 for a family reunion. “Everything is is BIG in America. The coffee cups, the piece of cake and the cloth to wash your face, all so big!”

I told her I loved how simple and kind and helpful the people here are. I love how they all get out in nature and how crystal clear the water is!”