On the train from Nevers to Marseilles, another one of those
cities I wish I had not booked. However,
this is the only hotel that I have booked so far that does not refund if you
cancel. So off I go for 2 days.
I woke up with a sense of peace about me. It is definitely
this journey but also the faith that I am coming to realize through this
pilgrimage with Saint Bernadette. I felt
such a safeness last night as I slept in my little attic chamber overlooking
where Bernadette has lived for over a 100 years. There was some comfort in knowing that her
love radiates still. I could feel it in
the town and the people.
I woke up this morning to a quaint little room overlooking
the backyard, a sunroom. The owner had breakfast
spread out for me and I realized that I was the only one staying at his B &
B. Smell of coffee brewing. He had to get
up and fix all this for me, so naturally I had to eat everything and then
some. I stuffed my purse with food for
the 8 hrs of train rides ahead. When you
have a breakfast, it is good to take advantage of the buffet and use the food
for your lunch as well!
The trains in France are really very nice and
comfortable. I have an entire couch and
table to reside and write. The country side
reminds me of the Midwest, just like home.
Lots of farmland, grazing animals and barns and equipment are
everywhere. The houses are a bit
different, more on the chalet, slanted roof design.
I know that I wouldn’t have.
I get sad thinking of all the lost relationships, homes, furniture, and
jewelry, dogs that I have lost and then something comes over me quickly that reminds
me that we can’t take it with us. That
all this stuff is temporary and we cannot take it with us, so just enjoy it
while you have it or them. I heard Bernadette
say, “God is the only love that you need.” It made me feel ok with the fact
that I am by myself and that I have been for quite awhile. There is something special about being alone.
We go deeper inside and feel more things from people or nature that we would
otherwise disregard because we have love of another person or thing. That makes sense, that we are always search
or running from one relationship to another because we are searching for that
ideal love that only God can give. I
thought of Bernadette and how she never had a man, but dedicated her entire
life to God and died a virgin as well. She was happy, even in chronic health.
Why can’t we be happy in the similar situation?
Yes, instead of having a pity party, I should be rejoicing
that God has chosen me to be alone so that I can have the time to realize
peace, patience and acceptance of who I am, what I’ve done and where I am
going. I haven stress today, none! In the past month, I have worried, where will
I go, where am I going to stay, do I walk, or get a cab, will the train be crowded;
will people be rude; will I find a place to eat; can I speak the language; will
I this or that….excel etc.
At the need of each day, I hear a voice say, “Well I got you
thru another one, didn’t I?” Why were
you spending so much time worrying? It
doesn’t do any good. Everything always turns out perfectly the way it is
supposed to.
Geez, we are such ‘doubting Thomas’s’
Ok, so now I can really ‘Let go and let God.” I thought I
knew what that meant, but now I am experiencing it. So I must say thank you for
loving me enough to let me experience this time of just experiencing life.”
My aunt told me that I am truly being blessed and that God
has a plan for me. That I am a survivor and that I should be an example to
others.” Well I don’t know about that,
but if I could, I would. but I don’t believe that another person can shortcut
another’s trial and tribulations that they have to go through. All you can do is love your friends. If they ask you for advice, ok, you can give
it, but half the time they won’t take it anyway because your path is not their
path.
I have no idea what’s in store for me, but somehow I am not
worrying like I was. I’ll get there, no matter where I am supposed to be. I will have money; no matter if I have a job,
when I have a job or where I will live…I’ll get there. And, I was joking about being homeless, but I
really felt like it. I don’t know,
because everywhere is home when you open up your soul and just let the sun pour
in. Wow, I just realized I wanted to feel
like I did when I was a free young hippy and I kind of do, but without the
self-destructive, exploratory nature.
I am happy today. I
do miss my family, and children, grandchildren, but sooner enough I will be
with them. Seeing so much death, loss ,
graveyards, ancient ruins, and all this stuff I’ve been seeing, shows me that
yes times goes on, and all that we do, our lives are so temporary, but it is in
our actions, whether it is art, loving another or even destruction such as war,
that we are truly remembered. Whether great or not.
Been listening to my I-pod music that co-workers gave me for
a retirement present. I know Michael had
to do with these downloads: Razor boy, Steely Dan: “ I
hear you are singing a song of the past. It may be the past for years! Will you
still have a song a sing when the Razor boy comes and takes your fancy things
away. You know that the turning is so close at hand.”
Daydream
Believing: The Monkees; Wind of
Change-Scorpions;
Stephen Stills; Traffic; Botecceilli; Sly and the Family
Stone-Stand; Sergio Mendes-Monday, Monday;
Respect Yourself; I Will Survive; I Learned the Hard Way by
Sharon Jones; Rainy Day by Shuggie Otis;
Michael, you really put some time and effort into
downloading some of the most appro songs and I really thank you for the TLC you
gave to this. Music, that is the key to
many moods, feelings and happiness.
The world is passing me by on the train as we go thru the
French country, chimney smoke rising, sheep & cows in the meadows – a
perfect scene.
Hey, I would hire you to mix the sounds for a movie any day.
I am truly blessed – with a wonderful family; fantastic
friends; people I have met and have yet to meet; adventures and always God there to make things
possible. I have always been protected. I know I am doing something that most
people dream of and I don’t want to discredit the experience. It is hard, very hard, and painful and lonely
at times. My back and feet are sore at night, sometimes I’m hungry and I don’t have the luxury of
going to the fridge, but I am also seen the world on a shoestring and
experiencing a sense of freedom to choose where and what I want to do each day. I thank God for another day.
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