Travel -staying grounded when life is travel
Honesty is going to be in this post a lot, let’s start by saying that I need to get the words out, but for tonight, there will be no proofing. It will be what it is. Let’s hoe it comes close to English, if not, you can fill in the messed up working or punctuation.
I have to be honest, I have traveled a whole lot - many times, far distances, numerous time zones, red-eye flights, even LA in one day (there in the morning, back on the red-eye). So, how does one find a way, a method, if you will, to stay grounded when on the road so much.
Being on the road can be unsettling. There is the normal to be expected, home sickness for my partner, even my pet cats. But also for the spiritual meetings I would attend, how easy it was to catch up with someone, not worry about what time zone they or I were in. I handle this travel and the concept of staying centered in one central manner, which has branches off of it.
That is of making a very firm connection with the daemon of my life, making personal and very real contact. Contact which allows me to pray with him, to discuss issues with him, to explain my fears to him, you name it, I will discuss it and listen for the answers in a number of ways.
This time the travel started out with us - my 20 year old God Daughter - a bit off kilter. First, I was in the hospital for a week, the week we were supposed to go to Costa Rica. This would have been her first time. I was truly sick and we didn’t know if or when I would be getting out. After a week the doctors got my body stabilized. I could eat and drink water - major events for me at that time. So, being totally non-rational we scheduled our trip for as soon as I got out. I came home one day and 36 hours later was flying toward equatorial Costa Rica, not bad. Our house was in great shape, my clothes are kept there, so travel was light and easy. But, it wasn’t just my God-Daughter and me, no, I was in daily, if not hourly, contact with my daemon. I needed guidance through these ten days. My God Daughter put NO, NONE AT ALL pressure on me. She was incredible, Kind, loving and thrilled that I would bring her to such a beautiful spot. We had a few plans, but not many. Pictures will go up later, once I get her permission.
The most fun tour, other than just doing things on our own, was a great canopy tour, where we did the zip line, repelled down 100 feet, did Tarzan like rope swings. It was safe and fun. I just let myself go and relaxed during it all. I felt my daemon by my side the entire time. You see, this was a spiritual experience for me. I couldn’t be there, with my God Daughter and not have it be so. I love her so much, I would do anything for her, I will offer my unsolicited advice if I think it is warranted - I love her enough to let her hate me (as Carol Burnett put it about her daughter). But, it never came to that. The mutual respect was there.
So, we spent 10 days having a blast, connecting with the land in a truly spiritual manner and with each other is the same manner. We became friends - grown-up friends for life. But, all things must end and home we came. It was a fun trip home and we got in at about mid-night one night. My partner picked us up and we couldn’t describe it, it was ours and it was special.
But, my travels did not end then. I had to catch a 6:00 a.m. flight out the next morning for Huntintong Beach, by way of LA. I took Virgin America, first class, and was on the flight with no sleep. I did some work when I got there, had one meeting, and then did work by myself for the meetings the next day - meetings about a show we are producing there in September, so this is very close. I was well prepared for my meetings, as was everybody and this client is the best, so I knew we would be in good hands. I then took the red-eye home so I could get back t our house which had a fire in it the night we got back from Costa Rica. Luckily we were all there. The TV in the bedroom - I know, not a good place for a TV - caught fire while it was off. The firemen said it is the number one reason for house fires. Luckily, I was walking by the bedroom at about 1:00 a.m. and saw it and then all seven of the smoke detectors and heat detectors went off.
It was out fast. The firemen were great, replacing every battery in the smoke detectors, replacing the smoke detector in the bedroom for after a fire it can lose sensitivity. They used massive fans to air out the house. They ROCKED.
Finally, they left and I had to find clothes that didn’t smell like burning wired - NOT EASY. I had clothes in the drier. So, I went in jeans and a nice shirt which was hanging up in the family room - I don’t know why, but it was fine.
I decided that though I had to get up in about 2 hours, I needed that time to myself. I spoke with my daemon and discussed life, the gives and takes of life, and how good my life was, despite the cancer, a new company (dooing well), an incredible partner for life, and more. I also discussed where I would like to improve as a person, where I would like to take my soul. It was good.
Jumping to the red-eye flight home, I spoke with the flight attendant almost the entire time. I wasn’t tired, she was away and we had a great discussion on living life on life’s terms, what a conversation at 37,500 feet above sea level.
So, I got home. I am home now, for a few weeks. I love it here. I am going to sit next to my lover of nearly 14 years. I am not proofing this until morning, but most likely no one will read it before then anyway - true? Just my daemon and me.
Love yourself, love others, love your life. Ask for help if you need it. Share the good and the bad, don’t be afraid.
For what it is worth, I love you.
