It’s a year since my last entry and you must be wondering what is going on. Well you’re not the only ones. It’s been an interesting time and an amazing test of patience and faith. As I said in ‘Casa Linda’ I feel much is going on around the project that we’re not aware of which, as far as we’re concerned, is generating frustration, exasperation, impatience and a great desire at times to just pack it all in and forget about it!
We were led to believe last November the plans had actually gone to the planning department for approval and we would hear the results in about 2 months. I assumed they meant English months but I think they must have meant Spanish ones. A very different kettle of fish.
Weeks and months came and went. We heard nothing. We sent emails to the architect - no response. At this point doubts and fears began to creep in. Had we been conned? Was it all an illusion? Have they disappeared off the face of the earth with our deposit? (It wasn’t that much - wouldn’t get them very far!) On - on it went. If nothing else you have to learn one thing when embarking on vision quests and that’s to trust but it’s not always easy. We have to trust the Universe really does have the situation in hand and there are perfectly good reasons for the delays.
Meanwhile, reassurance about Balsa came from the most unexpected source.
In December (ages ago now) we had a phone call one Friday afternoon inviting us to a Bahai meeting that very evening. A lady had just walked part of the Camino from Leon to Santiago and was doing an illustrated talk on her experiences. We arrived late (went to a wine tasting first) and as we sat down she continued. Lo and behold the very next slide was of our house in Balsa - Casa Linda!
Late in January we were invited to the Peterborough Pilgrims’ supper organised by Ian Holdsworth, the vicar of St Mary’s at Far Cotton in Northampton. He organises about 3 pilgrimages per year on the Camino de Santiago. There was a service followed by an excellent Spanish meal. Throughout the evening a slide-show of their journey was shown and guess what? Not one but four consecutive photos of Casa Linda from different angles appeared! Now if that’s not a sign, what is? There are hundreds of derelict houses along the Camino, yet here again was ours.
It was as if we were being reassured. That the project hadn’t been forgotten. That all was in hand.
In the meantime a second vision had appeared, directly related to the Balsa project. August last year a very strange thing happened. In the summer Charles wears T shirts with Aboriginal art on them instead of his dressing gown. I bought them 9 years ago in an Aboriginal Cultural Centre in Mt. Isa when I was on my last vision quest to the Australian outback, the outcome of which was the opening of the Callistherapy Healing Centre in Wellingborough. But that’s another story!
He always makes the early morning tea while I sit in bed like the Queen of Sheba waiting for my face to turn up. It seems to take longer and longer these days and I dread the day it doesn’t turn up at all! He walked through the door, two mugs of tea in hand, and wham! Aboriginal prints jumped out of the T shirt and the room turned black!
At this point a voice said, ‘You must go to Australia on June 7th. You must fly to Darwin and take the Gibb River Road from Derby into the Kimberley mountains where you must be for 21 days. The contract of the rings (another vision story) has almost gone full circle and you must do this before you embark on the next stage of your journey. This will prepare you for Spain; otherwise you won’t be able to cope with what lies ahead. This time you must take Charles with you.’
At this point the darkness cleared and before me appeared a picture of Charles and myself standing hand in hand in a ray of light - a shimmering translucent blue light reminiscent of the light from a spaceship (I can assure you there was No spaceship!)
We were looking over a vast vast landscape reaching as far as the eye could see. I was aware of standing on a strange, smooth hard surface - realised I was standing on a diamond, the point of which reached far into the centre of the earth.
I had never thought of the Australian Kimberleys in relation to diamond mining but it’s famous especially for coloured diamonds. However, nice though it would be, I was sure I wasn’t being sent in search of diamonds!
At that point the vision started to fade. By the following day the vision had become much clearer. We weren’t going in search of diamonds as such. The significance was in relation to diamond energy. In healing for example, it has a variety of uses, including strengthening of relationships.
By the 3rd day the vision was complete. The light from above was Divine Light. The diamond reached far into the Earth’s core drawing on Earth energy. I realised the vision was in fact a fusion of these two energies - Divine and Earth Energy. Charles and I were not on it but IN the centre of it!
In the meantime we soldiered on. We were instructed to put ‘our house in order’ which we did by reorganising things at the Centre in Wellingborough and appointing a centre manager. Getting ready to move when the time was right. Trusting we are part of a much bigger plan but to a large extent working in the dark.
We heard nothing from Spain but made preparations for June, not knowing why we were going or what we would find. Knowing only it was linked somehow to the Spanish project.
During this time we had a call from the Procters (remember Healing Sick Houses in Casa Linda). An unusual thing had occurred. One of the energy lines passing through the Peace Parlour (to be) had reverted to negative. The line came from the direction of the neighbour who wanted to sell his field to us at an inflated price. They converted it back to positive and the very next day we had an email from the architect - the first one in 5 months - to say the plans were ready for submission, but they needed a little more information before they were submitted. No wonder we hadn’t heard. They hadn’t gone anywhere!
To be continued…
