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Flashback to the Camino: Day 1

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(On the plane.) Here we go — the story begins.  The funny thing is, here I am leaving for the trip of a lifetime, and I’m worrying about that there are 36GB of cellular data on my phone.  What??  How did that happen?  I’m worried I’m costing the family plan an arm and a leg.  This is why I like controlling everything.  I like to know what’s going on.  I’m seeing from this. . . lost that thought — oh yeah!  that I must take one day at a time, steps at a time.

(Written in the notebook margin.) I am now determined to use the sides of the notebook, too.  No waste!  Write, write, write!  This will be a discovery journey.  What do I need?  What don’t I need?  What are my strengths?  What are my challenges?  I do want to stick to $40 (spent per day), but I would love the freedom to spend however I choose.  At least this will force me to go the more traditional route and meet more people.  I wonder who I will meet on my journey. . .  I hope they come from all over!  And I hope they speak English!  English is truly a blessing for its universality.  That is truly, truly a blessing.  And I feel really bad that I did not give a donation for the passport.  I will have to give a good donation next time.  Just even my first day in France will be a blessing!  Everything else is a bonus!  I’m . . .  lost that thought.  Oh yeah.  I’m not sure I will want to come back.  I’m enjoying tutoring less again.  Time to perk it up!  But also find ways of working that fit my dream.  Tutoring is simply not my dream, just as nothing but Shaklee is Brian’s dream — although, there is also the idea of the health center.

I was terrified today.  Terrified and scared.  And I don’t like this pen.  And I feel sick.  The Snickers bars were NOT a good idea.  I probably should have bought some food with the $6, but I didn’t.  I wonder if I could exchange it.  For $1 Euros.  So silly.  At least I have money for the transport.  I can’t believe we only have 1/2 hour.  I guess I should have taken a look at that .

But I can take a book or two.  I hope I get to say on the same plane — when in England.  I dislike getting on and off.  I’d like to feel some freedom with what I do there.  Maybe I could send my journals home – and items I no longer need.  my back back is ridiculously huge.  Watching a bit of the movie in front of me.  Almost want to watch a movie, but don’t.  I’ll read el Camino books.

Really excited about what I will see there.  Kind of wishing I had more phone access now, but I will look for wi-fi.

Perused the guidebook — even more excited about the trip now!  Pretty hungry, though.  What will I do with the notebooks is send them ahead on the 25th day.  I don’t know how this will work.  I’ll see how much I write in them, too.  10 pages per day.  It will take me 15 days to finish the 2 notebooks. (I only finished one notebook.) Maybe I will buy one more along the way.  And send all 3 ahead.  I can be frugal.  I think I need to really enjoy this, though.  Spain looks absolutely wonderful!  And limit technology, yes.  I will need to hop on wi-fi immediately at the end of the day to be able to talk to the U.S.  3pm will be 10pm!  (I was backwards here. . .)  Will definitely have to be during a break, I think.  Or maybe on a weekend when Brian can stay up a little longer.  5pm call?  Texting?  And I have 1 text a day, anyway.

We are in Canada now (overhead).  The blessings from everyone really meant a lot to me.  particularly the one from Grandma.  Really sweet.  I wonder what Dad told them. (text omitted)

This notebook is not the most important part of my experience, though it is important.  My spiritual journey is more so.  It’s me, God, and the angels right now!  I definitely have to come back here with my family —  Brian in particular.  If this goes well, and I’m anticipating it is going to go very well — I think I may actually come back many times.  I may bring others here.  Can’t wait to start walking!  Gotta keep that adrenaline, right!  Argh!  So excited!  I just kind of wish I had Brian with me.  But I know I need to go there alone.  It would probably be good for him to go it alone — or something similar — too.  I don’t know if I’ll ever do the Appalachian trail.  It’s not really my thing.  I don’t feel a need to prove myself amidst the crazy elements.  I’m really excited about meeting many different people.  I will just need to be sure that I get some Teri alone time.  It will probably need to happen when I am on the trail. I wonder if the one woman in the documentary was mostly alone.  I think my “theme of the journey” is “connection.”  Could also be “gratitude”, but I feel “connection” is stronger.  Connection with myself and connection with spirit/God/Goddess.  Maybe I will even figure out what I want to call them.  Thought a bout getting up and going to the bathroom because my seat partner did, but I don’t need to.  I think I’ll wait.  Better to practicing holding the bladder?  Not sure.  I think my seat partner looks a little like the (unintelligible writing) guy.

Still trying to understand humility. . . (to be continued)

 

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Answered Gift: A Beautiful Dream of Flying

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Yesterday right before bed I said in a loud, semi-demanding voice: “I would really like a very easy dream!  One, so straight-forward there is no way I couldn’t interpret it.  So blatantly obvious. . .”  blah blah blah, you get the picture.

I got a beautiful gift:  another flying dream.

I dreamt that people were out walking, at various points along a walk, and I wanted to show them I could fly.  I had a way of taking off to get momentum, and I used my arms, as a bird might use wings.  I made sure I did it in front of them so they could see it — I could fly!  I soared all around these rooms, one with a high ceiling, kind of looking like a converted barn with many comfortable sofas/big cushiony chairs.  One seat in particular had a wicker composition with a high, rounded back and a hugely wide cushiony seat, and it was tucked away a bit, facing the wall.  A friend joked that that was my seat, my special place.  As I was flying I remember my arms tiring a bit, and I realized it was because I hadn’t been flying much.  I needed to work those muscles back up.

Flying  tends to be a symbol for freedom (nothing holding you down/back).  I was particularly struck by the part where I was aware that I had to build my muscles back up.  That is the message I take away from my dream:  I need to work those muscles.  The “muscles” could refer to one of 3 things for me: my intuition/psychic ability, my spiritual composure, or my imagination.  All are pretty related and can be developed through each other.

This may connect to my recent search for answers regarding my psychic abilities, but I think it’s more likely connected to the experience I had last night.

Last night I was at work, and a situation came up where a client was unhappy, and I wasn’t sure how to make the client happy while also preserving the regulations of the workplace (which were there for good reason!)  I became very stressed and disoriented and expressed this to another person at work.  Her response altered my perspective and helped me find a positive way to view the situation.

Soon after our interaction, a client walked in.  We worked out some scheduling and then she mentioned my recent trip to Spain and started to talk about her trip to Ireland and Scotland.  I told her that I’d never been to Ireland but that my grandparents in-law had been giving my fiancee and I some flack, since I’d traveled quite a bit to other places, and Brian is half-Irish!  I said that maybe she could convince me to go, and she did an excellent job!  The way she described her experience (an off-the-beaten-path one) took me right there, walking up the Cliffs of Moher and hearing about all of the generations of families living along the cliff and also taking a bus tour through Glasgow and seeing where the royals got crowned!  She said she’d love to hear more about my trip to Spain.  I could see the glow about her face after sharing her experiences with me.  I’m sure it was a mirror reflection of my own.

I realized a great sense of peace and contentment had settled upon me.  Something, I didn’t experience too often but that surpassed my normal states of being.  Soon after, I checked my mail, and I had a message from Brenda Large from the Joliet Junior College Continuing Education Department.  She wrote that she had just met a gentleman who had written about his experiences on the Appalachian trail who did presentations on his experience. “This made me think of you.  I believe you had quite a journey this summer.  Is this something you would be interested in as a seminar?  I would think you could fill a two hour seminar with tales from the trek and photos.”  She asked me if I would be interested.  “Yes!  Definitely interested!  Great idea!” I responded.

Interesting timing, no?

Much love and many blessings. ❤

Camino Thoughts: Day 2 of Walking

I’ve been meaning to do this for some time, so here it is!  Straight from my Camino Journal: Flashback to Day 2. . .

6/29/17

Happy birthday, Rachel!  I will probably always remember that.  Many blessings to you, Rachel.

Today was a bit hellish at the end.  Another monstrous downhill, this time very rocky.  My left foot was a bit sore before today and only got more sore after today’s fiasco.

Had a few conversations in French today –> used Google Translate to communicate with someone who knew just a little more English than I know French (which is barely any!)  We talked about America, music, movies, and a few other things.  I also had a beer with another young lady.  That’s all really to say for now.  I’m a bit tired.

Had a good convo. in Spanish with a biking Spaniard yesterday.  And really like the patata tostada. 🙂  And am really attracted to Romance language speakers.  I think I will start with French this year.  And I will offer myself for Spanish.  For the rest of the year we can speak a language we know already or start knowing or just use the language for a year. (Idea for a language club.)

Had a creepy dream this morning.  Had known about a a car accident.  Had thought it was this crazy guy, (maybe a drunk?)  But when the car door was opened, it was some young woman.  Was disturbing.

Suggested mantra from my coach:

I, Teri, release whatever it is I need to release and accept whatever I need to accept to remember my dreams here and now from this day forward.

Top Two Lessons from the Camino

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I’m back! Writing again!  It’s Teri, Joyedian (entertainer, healer, teacher).  As you know, I just walked 500 miles in 31 days though northern Spain on the Camino de Santiago.  It was an amazing experience, and I’m definitely doing it again!

I’d like to share with you the two most important things I learned:

1) Everyone has his/her own “Camino.”  Some prefer to walk alone; some go in groups.  Some preferred to stay in albergues (hostels), while others stayed in hotels.  Some got blisters, some had none.  Some carried small backpacks, and some carried the world on their backs!  It is the same in life.  Every person’s journey is unique.  We come into this world with gifts to give and lessons to learn.  We come to shine our light for the world.

2) My life’s mission became clearer.  I inspire individuals to change themselves so that they can change the world!

What is your “Camino” (Journey)?  Would you like to share part of this wild ride called life with me? 

I’m starting up the monthly “Your Joyful Life” newsletter again.

It includes inspirational, motivational content, including:

  • my favorite blog post of the month
  • my favorite video of the month
  • workshops and classes coming up
  • the Special! of the month
  • your monthly FREE gift  (September’s is the transcript from my Toastmasters speech “10 Things I Never Expected to Never Forget on the Camino”)

Are you in? Here’s what I need from you:

1)  Click here for terikarl.com to my access my contact form and tell me  “Yes, thank you!” or “Yes” or “I’m in!”  etc,  if you’d like to receive “It’s a Joyful Life”

OR

2) Do nothing and just keep enjoying “A Moment in Life.”

Much love and many blessings. I look forward to hearing from you.

Love,

Teri

Something Unexpected Brought Back from the Camino

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These yellow bags were handed out at a few of the albergues (hostels) along the Camino in Spain.  They were part of a promotion to clean up the walkways of the Camino.  I wondered what success they could possibly have with this initiative.  Would this bag really used by pilgrims for recycling along the Camino?

However, the initiative planted a seed in me, one that I wasn’t even fully aware was there.  When I returned to the U.S., I resumed my new walking routine.  I walked the paths near my home.  Two days ago, I paused while walking, distracted by a piece of broken glass on the sidewalk.  I picked it up and walked with it until I got to the nearest garbage bin.  On the way back, I noticed more pieces of glass.  I picked those up and disposed of them as well.  Yesterday I was prepared — plastic bag and paper towel in hand — and gathered glass, wrappers, cups, bags, and other debris along the path.  I decided this could give me extra purpose to my walk and that I would often bring bags to stick in my mini-backpack just in case.

Will this help the Camino?  Maybe!  Maybe someone will notice what I’m doing someday, and will start picking up around them.  And they will inspire someone else.  And so on, and so on.   You never know what you might learn.  And you never know how you might inspire a difference.  Every bit changes the world.

Love, light, and many blessings. ❤

 

Perspective

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I had a huge breakthrough today on the lesson of “Perspective.”  Years ago I received my Dharma Report.  It told me that I had spent many lifetimes exacting what I saw as “justice”.  Justice is my dharma, or life’s purpose.  However, it went on to say that it was now time to evolve this dharma through an understanding of the Law of Karma (of Cause and Effect).  I didn’t understand this report AT ALL when I first received it.  I was thoroughly disappointed, even.  I had a dharma that wasn’t even a good dharma?  I had to evolve it? What??  At the time I couldn’t even fathom it.  I’m to be an observer?  I’m to let people make mistakes?  I just. . .  watch them. . .  Isn’t that too passive?

But today I pieced things together.  On my morning walk I was contemplating this and other intuitive reports I’d received. I’d heard things like ” energetic constriction of the heart” and “a great love for her  ideas.”  A great attachment, it sounded like.  Suddenly, this morning it suddenly clicked: I have a very strong attachment to my perspective.   Perspective is often tied to judgment.  Judgement is what colors what is.  A situation has no meaning until we give it meaning.  We are the ones who label what’s “good” or “bad.”

Have you noticed that many people talk about their greatest challenges as some of the most influential parts of their lives?  They sure struggled, but they also came out a different person at the other end.  They learned things in a way that no book or class could ever teach them.  They were wiser, stronger.  Would it have been fair to rob them of those experiences?  Do you know the story of the child who cut open the cocoon of the struggling, new butterfly? In the end, the prematurely freed butterfly was not strong enough to fly.

And sometimes we’re just plain wrong.  I was blown away by how many times I was “wrong” on the Camino.  I sometimes misread the map (argued over it, too!), or misjudged a person’s actions, misunderstood a person’s words, or dismissed the effectiveness of certain treatments.

“What am I supposed to learn here?” I wondered afterward, “Is the lesson that I’m not to trust myself?”

It was actually teaching me to let go of my perspective.  It was teaching me openness, flexibility, and letting go.

So, what do we do then?  Trust the process.  Observe.   Listen and receive carefully and completely before we dismiss. Do the best we can.  Offer our perspective when asked or called to share.  Do what we can with what he have.  Experiment, learn, grow.  And then, release.  Let it go, let life flow.

Love, light, and many blessings. ❤

Camino Thoughts: Living vs. Processing

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I’ve realized over the last few days that the Camino was meant to be lived.  Now is the time for processing.  There were times while walking on the Camino when I thought: “Ah yes, I’m alone now.  So, it must be time to think.”  But I found myself resistant to that notion. I pictured myself at a laptop, as I am now, or writing at my desk in my journal.  I was pretty resistant to purposely “thinking.”

So, I yielded.  I focused on the way.  I focused on continuing to take footsteps.  On uphills, I sang.  On downhills I watched my footing.  But, often, I flew down, allowing gravity to run down the path with me. Sometimes I distracted myself with random thoughts, so I wouldn’t think about how tired or sore or how hungry I was, or how much I was wishing I was already at the next albergue (hostel).  Other times I noticed the trees, the sky, the mountains, the fields and rivers, the flowers, the birds and butterflies, the people ahead of and behind me.  At times as I walked, I looked in my guidebook at was coming up or munched on a snack from one of my side pockets.  I debated whether to make this next town a bathroom and snack stop — or if I could continue on through.

That was my Camino.  I was in it.  It was me, and my backpack, and the open road.  It was enough.  And it was wonderful.  ❤

Blessings, love, and light. ❤

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