On the way to breakfast, I ran into Elena. She laughingly told me how she had just shampooed and her shower went pfft. I asked her what she did and she said, “That is it. No rinse.” I silently gave thanks, not just for hot water but for water at all.
After breakfast, we took the short walk to the Casa to see John of God. Though we arrived early enough to get a seat, I still got a bit claustrophobic in the crowds. After awhile, I left my seat and sat outside for a bit, then stood by the door the rest of the time.
This place draws a mixed crowd, from every walk of life. Older people and babies and every age in between. All styles of dress, though almost everyone adhered to the all-white dress code. Though some people were in obvious physical distress, most people looked just like anyone you might meet in your daily life. Understandably, there are no photos allowed.
After an hour or two of meditating, praying and listening to speeches, our the line started, then moved quickly. A warm entity (not sure which one) was inhabiting John of God today. Like last year, right after I saw him, I had about 10 minutes of free-flowing tears. Where do these things come from?
Anyway, I am scheduled for an invisible surgery this afternoon. Following that surgery is a 24-hour lockdown period (otherwise known as a spiritual recovery period or spiritual ICU) where we stay in our rooms and sleep or just be quiet. So I will be offline for at least 24 hours, though meals will be delivered.
Have a beautiful and blessed day!
I have goose bumps as I read this… I hope your surgery went well and look forward to your next note.
I am walking on the river watching people row and thinking of you. ox
thanks Lady J! Hoping your trip was wonderful. Just resurfacing and will write more later. Love you.