4:15 am the phone of the hotel rang after 4 and half of sleep. Way too early, again.
The reason was the fly on the baloon over Pamukkale. Outstanding views and great experience. Still I am physically exhausted of this holidays, don’t get me wrong, I am loving being in Turkey.
Right after seeing the place on the air we went to visit the place on site to feel the thermal/healing water. The scenery is unique. Looks like a ice waterfall but its sediments from earth. A part of me was excited of being there as I dreamt to visit the place for over a decade. Another part of me was feeling sad. My heart was crying over something I could not really identify. Maybe a bit of lower self esteem, maybe too many people around at the bus and the lack of sleep, maybe something else. Because of the feeling getting sticky in me I felt, spontanely to meditate on Pamukkale. There is a stream of warm healing water, I placed my feet inside and did 15 minutes meditation.
The meditation was cool. I focus and asked for emotional cleansing; I wanted to get rid of that awkward sensation of opression in heart, throat and eyes. The water flow help to clean my mind, is very useful for me just focusing on the sensation of the water dancing with my skin. I visualized myself as a tree, nourishing myself with the water up from my roots and realeasing thin water from my branches and leaves.
Afterwards I felt better, more relaxed and detached; the sensation was almost gone.
The journey on the bus kept going towards Efesus, the ancient city. That part it was the one that I felt more conscious observation, even if every stop I just try to absorb everything. I could not really feel anything in particular in the city until the end. The ruins are more or less good preserved and the history of the city is interesting. There was an Artemisa temple there and the thirth library in importance from the Ancient world which had a statue or a reference to the goddess Athena. I was going out of the library when a bracelet of volcanic rocks and an owl that I always wear and love caught my attention; it was about to break forever.
I knew what to do
I needed to use it as a offering to Athena, so I did made a improvised prayer and hide the bracelet.
The journey continued and we reached Izmir. Magpies flying in pairs next next to the bus and color purple an specially white as the color of the day.
After checking in and dining I had a bath and did my other 15 minutes meditation inside a warm bath. Good idea but my mind was quite wild tonight, too many physical needs. Anyway, it served me to transform anger into acceptation.
Reflexion: I need to use more water in my spiritual practice.
