This is a book for people who wake up at 5am (or 3am) worrying. Sometimes genius and the truth arrive at this time, sometimes it's just your mind or your ego spinning lies, keeping you awake, freaking out your body, making you sick, torturing you, trying to keep you small. I've been there. Years, months and just hours ago. And it is so wonderful to be able to choose to get up and use this time to greet the dawn, to get clarity and change my life, or to soothe the beast and be able to go back to sleep in peace, and wake again knowing that there is nothing to be afraid of, that I am life and my…mehr
This is a book for people who wake up at 5am (or 3am) worrying. Sometimes genius and the truth arrive at this time, sometimes it's just your mind or your ego spinning lies, keeping you awake, freaking out your body, making you sick, torturing you, trying to keep you small. I've been there. Years, months and just hours ago. And it is so wonderful to be able to choose to get up and use this time to greet the dawn, to get clarity and change my life, or to soothe the beast and be able to go back to sleep in peace, and wake again knowing that there is nothing to be afraid of, that I am life and my life is perfect and we are all perfect. This is a book about faith, about adventure, about living with my heart open and letting go of the fear of being myself. In June 2016 I decided to sell my house of 22 years and leave my comfort zone. I had no idea where I would go next, but slowly the Camino de Santiago showed itself and I decided, with no rucksack or hiking experience to start...
Pearl is in Wales, at the foot of Mount Snowdon, another magical mountain in another land of the dragon. It's another mountain that sometimes likes to hide. If you want great views may I recommend the Beech Bank B&B as her room had windows on three sides with views of the mountains (contact them direct). Life (or her subconscious), whatever you want to call it, has taken her on another magical mystery tour echoing this one, from the infected bug bites to the jellyfish (there're loads of Lion's Mane jellyfish near Bangor). Somehow she ended up in Liverpool too, the home of The Beatles, apparently she was on a pilgrimage she didn't even know about, and the Double Fantasy exhibition on the top of the Museum of Liverpool broke her open again. Eight years ago she quit her job, worked a three month notice period and in that time her ex-boyfriend fell off a mountain and died. His memorial service was coincidentally the day after her last day. It was in South Wales. She drifted for a day or two, but it was over six years later that she followed in his footsteps and wandered off. Yesterday she arrived in Llanberis and lucked out on the last space on the train to the top of the mountain and a room at Beech Bank. She is working hard on feeling and dealing with her emotions and being tolerant of all people, even those who have been, in her opinion, badly taught, or never had some things explained. Unlike Kota Kinabalu and Tiger's Nest, people can just wander up or take the train to the top of Mount Snowdon without a guide. She is working really hard on not getting cross with the people who leave their litter on the mountain or who feel the need to play loud music up there. She knows that anger is often part of grieving. She would politely suggest you don't piss off the mountain. Nature is so much bigger than you are.
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