I am having my morning hot chocolate drink.
I’m sitting by the window while I soak in the energy of the trees outside. The birds are joyfully chirping and playfully hopping from branch to branch.
The soundtrack of the Celestine Prophecy movie is playing in the background.
What a treat after all that has transpired!
I savor the moment. I feel a lightness in my chest. I AM grateful for all the magical moments that led me to this point in my journey — this arduous journey.
After quite a hectic, often chaotic forty-day travel adventure, I AM beginning to wind down — at last! It’s time I give myself a much-deserved rest. After all, the travelling that I did was quite strenuous.
In forty days, I’ve been to a total of fourteen destinations and accommodations. That’s an average of one destination or accommodation every three days — not exactly the ideal for introverted highly sensitive souls such as yours truly! 😦
Not only that, as has been the case with my travel adventures, stuff constantly came up for clearing and healing, cleansing and purging, whew! Not a surprise that I started developing a headache last night. 😦
My body was catching up with all the exhaustion —the physical fatigue, mental anguish, emotional turmoil.
Thankfully, I had a restful sleep last night. I woke up at seven o’clock, one hour later than my usual waking time. The headache is gone, but I haven’t quite fully recovered yet. However, the tiredness that I’m feeling is slowly being replaced by one that is fulfilling rather than exhausting. 🙂
And I remember the first time that I had a glimpse of this hotel room with this wonderful view and the feel and vibe of its energy.
October 2014 was my first trip to the city of Bacolod when I started my travels on the island of Negros in December 2013. Little did I know then that I was beginning a nine-month gestation period.
And I AM now on its tail end, about to give birth to a new and renewed ME. I’m getting ready to embark on a new chapter in my journey. I’m preparing myself to set foot in my new oasis in the province of Antique on the island of Panay after I was led to it magically by the rainbows! (I wrote about that here.)
The emotional rollercoaster ride. Hormonal mood swings. The cravings. The thrill of the first kick and movement felt in the belly (our seat of personal power). The screaming and giving up necessitating visits and check-ups to the Inner Shaman.
I certainly have mothered and nurtured this ‘baby,’ this Wonder Child, this Divine Child. And she is no longer the hurting, wounded little Nadine who is constantly and desperately seeking for approval, acceptance, attention, affirmation and affection, the five basic needs of a child for proper and healthy psychological development. She certainly still needs them, quite naturally, and she will still be looking for them, quite expectedly.
Rather than seek them externally and from others though, she rests calmly and comfortably in the quiet knowing that all that she needs will be and can be provided by the Adult Nadine — and no other. She is being mothered and fathered, nurtured, loved, honored and respected wherever she goes. She is Divinely supported and guided with all of her needs being met and provided for. There’s no need to fret or to worry; No need to push or to hurry.
I have gathered enough tools all through my travels and my journey, not only during the last forty days but all through the years. I’ve gathered these tools not as weapons to prepare and protect me as if I’m getting ready for a fight. These are tools rather with the sole purpose of assisting me in beaming my Light — the Light that I AM, the Light that I AM taking with me wherever I end up in my journey.
On the 17th of May, I left the resort in Sugar Beach without any idea how long I’d be away or where I would end up. I just knew that for me to continue to stay there would dim my Light. It would eventually be put off. It would only bring out the worst and monster in me. In fact, it already it. And it is why I left in haste.
When a relationship or situation does not bring out the best in us, something isn’t in alignment. We are not in alignment with the person, place or situation. We may be settling for less.
And when we’re not in alignment, it’s time to walk out the door — even without knowing where that door would lead us.
If I didn’t make that leap of faith, I wouldn’t have finally explored Guimaras island. I had already thought about this island back in December 2014 when I first experienced my taste of distress at the resort and which I’ve shared extensively in this site. Quite interestingly, as I wrote in one of my posts, I had already asked myself if it was, in fact, time for me to move on and move elsewhere.
The inner prompting was getting louder and more frequent. I was being pushed to the edge — to make a stance to love myself and to choose to be in the midst of and surround myself with only those who honor, love and respect me.
If I didn’t make that leap of faith, I wouldn’t have been compelled to visit Guimaras from where I was led to Antique — quite magically as I said — where I will be creating my next new home! (More about my magical adventure in future posts.)
And I tip my head back for a moment and close my eyes. I feel all my bodily tension slowly releasing and melting away.
I AM, after all, getting closer to the end of my search for my geographical island home on earth — not because I found it — but because I AM approaching that space of unequivocal Divine Knowing that Home indeed is where the Heart is!
😀 ⭐ ❤ ⭐ 😀
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