There was a place in Virginia that I had always wanted to visit but I never found myself close enough to stop. From where I was staying in Gloucester, VA to Virginia Beach was only 1.5 hours so I got up early and went. And I am so glad that I did as it got me reconnected to something, to some energy that is hard to explain. Not so long ago I was tapped in and turned on by a constant community of healers. I left that comforting world as it became annoying. I began more to LIVE IT instead of living it in the shelter of others and talking about it. I no longer needed the support network. I haven't needed that for a very long time. I moved on to a true constant wherever I went and with whomever I met. Going to Edgar Cayce's Institute was an experience for me. I stopped in at the INFO center as I was early for a scheduled tour (I preferred to tour on my own) and as I spoke to the man at the desk I heard my voice crack to hold back the tears of vibration. I was re-visiting a powerful energy that is universal to light-workers. "I am heading up to the labyrinth to see if I get an answer to my question." And I did. Enough said. :0)
I then drove around using my GPS. I looked to see what was interesting in the area and there were two light houses coded and I picked the one that seemed to be the best. SO FUN. It was a military installation so I was stopped, asked for my license, registration and proof of insurance, told to open all four doors and open the hood and truck. YES! This is a DO NEW. I said to the soldier "OHHHH I guess you won't let me shoot a photo of this will you?" He laughed and shook his head, "HAAA NOOOO." I drove down the Virginia Beach strip off season and cringed at the negative energy . Such a different energy that the Cayce Institute. It was the Daytona Beach of Florida on season but I was there OFF season and could easily take my time before leaving over the many bridges to get back to my boat stay. A different world indeed.
The next morning I left VA and headed up to the inner city of Baltimore to visit with my friend from Buenos Aires. It wasn't a long ride but I had to pick someone up in DC on the way and then tour around as the driver to see the Baltimore sights. I was pooped out. The next morning I was up early to crank driving back to MA. It was a Sunday and I thought it would be the best day to get through the megalopolis without stop and go traffic. I slid through easily but 8 hours of driving SLAYED me.Fast forward...Back in Massachusetts. So much to do and not. I have my agenda...the thing I have been waiting to DO once I was in a spot for a few weeks without volunteer work or getting to know anyone and that is Interval Training. During all my driving I was planning. And it all came through beautifully. There is a new park 1.5 miles from the house that I am staying at with pristine fields and new baseball diamonds to start my walks - to jog - to run routine, a play jungle gym sturdy enough to use my exercise bands and a couple of benches to relax between. I call it my NEW OFFICE. It is complete with a shady desk if I wish to bring my netbook and actually see the LCD screen to answer emails. I even found fantastic FREE interval training music online and downloaded it. The New England colors are getting very real and beautiful (my hay fever is blasting me) and I am ON TRACK. I have been out the last four mornings. YES! RUN PATT RUN! Tomorrow rain is fore-casted so.... it takes 21 days to make a habit. Maybe I will run in place. The slides will be WET.
Oh and though I don't have any photos of YOM KIPPER it was GREAT! I Broke Fast but NAH- I am not atoning for anything this year because I was ALL GOOD.
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