The Way of a Seer~What I’ve Been Told
A gifted reader and friend once told me that I would live in a foreign country in a house on a hill overlooking the ocean. She saw the house as Mediterranean style, whitewashed by sunshine with an inner courtyard. Because I adore Mexico, for years I thought it would be Mexico as I have often traveled there.
Greece is also a favorite of mine. The mainland and the islands are joyous to me and I often imagined it to be a Greek Island. My first visit to Athens in 1978 was like coming home as I walked the streets I knew where to go and identified what alleyways to take as shortcuts through the ancient city. I seemed to know the city well although I was traveling there for the first time.
Returning to Greece each time I feel like I am returning home. Nafplion on the mainland about a two-hour drive from Athens, on the Peloponnese penisula resonated with me in the same way as Athens. It happened by chance that I went there with my son in 2009 as an afterthought. Like all who travel to the islands, I love the beauty of Santorini and it’s volcano. The first time I visited we anchored in the harbor and I went uphill by donkey and walked back down to the port in the evenings to board a private yacht. Now on my last couple of visits there has been the cable car. My son and I loved Mykonos, also. What is there not to love?
Why does this happen? I don’t live on an island or beside the sea. Most everything the same reader has told me has happened. Still, I live in the desert. The reader also told me that I return to America when I am very old. Time is flying by and pray tell. . . when is old? Am I invested in the outcome? Maybe in the beginning I was dreaming and fantasizing of a life I did not have. I do love to travel but my life in America is filled with family, friends, and happiness. I do not speak Spanish well nor can I say but two words in Greek. I was engaged to a Greek fellow in Seattle many years ago and with true serendipity, Greek people and opportunities involving Greece come into my life and consciousness often in the form of Greek friends every where I go. However, I have no plans to sell my house and leave for Greece.
I have learned to no longer invest in the outcome of my destiny; it is the process not the outcome that is the journey.
Instead, I try to live in the moment. It does take some practice. We plan, we fantasize, we imagine, we manifest. Our logical mind sets up the scenario that we want to happen and we hold that image so powerfully that we invest emotionally in the outcome of our desired intent. When it does not happen, we are disappointed. We try not to plummet into despair and create a state where the dark night of the soul dwells.
Hearing that prediction so long ago by another trusted reader, I took it as a reminder to see all the places I long to visit and if the opportunity for change beckons to to me I will recognize the opening and make my decision at that moment. Whether it is life on an island, a dream of love, or simply being in a state of bliss, I am ready.
Enjoy the Journey!