Today has been a bus day.
From Kapadokya Land of beautiful horses the bus drove us through different regions with Pamukkale Coton Castle as final destination. We stopped in a couple of places on the region of Konya but the day was mainly on the bus.
Waking up at 6 am is never nice to me… let’s say I was feeling a bit annoyed by any other human being, during breakfast (at 6:30) a woman of our tour group did not notice that I was sitted in a table and went I came back she told me she was there. My answer was a bit harsh and with a lack of empathy, let’s say. She left.
Before driving out my brother had refered to my answer to the woman as out of proportion and rude, but laughing about it. I felt horrible for her so I decided to apologize later on.
First we stopped in a typical Kervansaray and old building were merchants used to trade and sleep. I made friend with a cat there and listen a bit of a song of my favorite Turkish singer, Sertab Erener. My mind is like an MP3 repeating her songs in turkish all the time.
After a long journey we arrived to the Monastery of the dancing derviches founded by Mevlana. The pictures of today are from there. It had a mosque and some old cells from the monks with objects. Some of the books had amazing art on them.
I found my opportunity and apologize to the woman. We became friends and she invited me over to San Sebastian whenever I wanted.
Then it was just bus. I kept my conscious observation, that I don’t know how many hours I had been doing today. The main color of the day was purple, lots of thistle and wheat. Inmense skies and flat land. Some mountains at the back that came closer as we went further in the road.
I did my 30 minutes meditation at the bus. It was good, almost falled sleep but I didn’t because I was focus on the track, a mantra without words that clean your negativity.
Could not realize untill now but I just feel peaceful with myself and a big adversion to negativity (winnie people, or rude people) I just feel like smiling to make me an other happy.
Oh, oh
I hope this Challenge does not turn me into a cheesy warrior of love and light taking like Ned Flanders at the end…
Reflexion of the day: There is more dignity in apologising when you made a fault than keeping your sense of control or ego.
I was feeling awfull to speak in that way to my new pal, when I apologized everything turned brighter. It was worth to be a bitch to be able to apologize, otherwise probably we wouldn’t get close.
