She sits across from me, sipping a glass of white wine with a
look on her face as if saying, ‘this is the right time. The last time I saw
you the energy was not right. You were at crossroads. It seemed like you
carried the weight of the world on your shoulders. You had walls today you are
ready.’ I know she is right. When she starts to say to me: 'in your history
there is someone who has been involved in service and you will be a person of
service.' I know this service has to do with some kind international affairs
work, I am hoping she does not mention politics. I have always had a not so
positive outlook on politics. Even though my professional training is the
foundation of politics I still run from it like I am running away from everything
that tries to put me in a box. And then she says you can’t be put in a box.
No one can be put in a box. We are many things and we need many people to walk
with us through this journey of life. We all have a specific path. She says to me that placing the burden on one
person to walk with you through life is impractical, unfair and impossible. I
nod in affirmation because I have recently read Lao Tzu. Tzu says we get fulfillment from finding our true selves as looking at others for fulfillment will never bring satisfaction.
Before I would have thought this weird because the conversation I had with
Megsies yesterday morning is a replica of what she is telling me now. I listen.
She wants to say more but Sandma says it’s time to head home. Her hug is warm
and filled with love. She wants to see us again. We say we shall be back on
Tuesday after our Amnesty International meeting. I am so pleased I saw her
today. She makes me smile. So much talk of life, connections, unity and energy.
Some would call her a mystic. Others might say she is a healer. I think she has
tapped into her infinite potential- the super soul. Like Rabindranath Tagore
says in his book The Religion of Man: The super soul is what permeates all
moving things. This is God of the human universe whose mind we share in all out
true knowledge, love and service and whom to reveal in ourselves through renunciation
of self. This is the highest end of life!
This morning I listened to TD Jakes preach (online) on the Colt that Jesus sent his disciples to get from the village next door. He emphasizes the fact that God has it all sorted. Isaiah 41:10 was the derivation of the sermon.
I learned to swim using this verse. I remember Nantongo making me recite it as
she helped me get used to swimming under water. Today I swim better under water
than above. Susanna taught me to swim above water and the meditation breaths
have been amazing at teaching me to maintain my above water breaths. Well, before I got carried away and starting splashing
all my friends’ real names in the story, I was talking about the sermon this morning.
After it ended, Sandma asked me to go to church with her. I knew this was going
to happen and so I was all dressed up and ready to head out when she suggested
it. I have learned to listen to my inner self. Ivan preached on the colt and Jesus, I want to say
it was no coincidence because it’s the passion Sunday, palm Sunday or whatever
you want to call it. Yet he also referred to Isaiah 41:10 – not a coincidence
again and I know God wants me to know he is with me. He refers to statements
such as to know that my path is carved and being grateful for when let downs
happen and when others do not make it along the way. I know this. Yet it’s great to hear it all over again.
Lunch happened in Radville. It was
eventful. Met Sculpti. An amazing uncle of Megsies who is a talented sculptor. He also
makes guitars. We spent sometime playing some tunes and I was absolutely
awestruck at his talent and gifts. I saw his eyes and I must admit I saw a soul
searching for so much more that I could not comprehend how much he would do i f and when he
found his true self. The most amazing piece is a sculpture of an angel curved
in some kind of marble/ granite like stone in his compound. This is a beautiful
piece that would probably cost thousands of dollars. So we played. I taught him
some African tunes. He taught me some cowboy tunes. Megsies and Chipmunk
watched and hummed as we played. Super soul on referring to Sculpti later when we met her said exactly what I thought of him. He is a deep soul searching for his
true self and a place of belonging. You have to agree with me that when I talk
of a place of belonging I am not talking of structure or location. I think we
find ourselves when we connect with souls. No wonder one of my lessons the past three years has been
the realization that some people thousands of miles from my homeland just feel
like home. It is the soul connection. The leap of the heart that acknowledges that ‘you are
mine. I am yours. We are a village’
When someone asks me ‘who am I’? I can only say I am many
things. Sometimes I will be able to say who I am not. Yet I will never be able
to give you one description of who I am. I cannot be put in a box. I do not do
definitions. I am many things and I need many people to walk with me along life’s
road. Everyone plays a whole different role to meet these many needs. Yet I have
to be careful who I let walk this path with me. On Tuesday, Super Soul will
do a healing session. She will say many things. She will tap into my energy.
Megsies is excited that we are doing this together. I am more than excited. I
am pleased and certain that this is where I should be.
I thought I would tell you about how the dates have gone so
far. Two down. Ida-Marie thinks I should have more faith in the third one. My
party went really well. I went to bed at 3am. The house felt like we were back
in Cairo. Arabic music and shisha filled the air. We spoke Arabic with the two
Egyptian men in the house. For one it was a pretty interesting scene. Two Egyptians,
one Ugandan, An Indian, a West Indian and two Irish- Canadians. Even I believe
Megsies now when she says Regina has become a pretty diverse city. Date three
is this week… will something come of it?
