India, Day 8
I meet a Polish girl at yoga today. She’s a yoga teacher from Poznan. We chat and go for lunch together. She teaches me about pranayamas, meditation. This is her first time in India and she’s fully embraced her.
The rest of the afternoon I spend "trying to send my parcel". The post office refuses to accept it unless I get it wrapped in a white cloth and get it properly stitched. Good concept to create a wrap-and-stitch business for nearby shops. The one I choose sells gems. 2 teas later, my palm is being read. First time in my life I give in to fortune-telling. But this is India, it’s a different world here, everybody and everything operates on a different frequency. The man does not do any hard selling, so I’m willing to give it a go. He performs some prayers first. He then draws David’s star in his notebook, writes some numbers inside it, I pick "5". He turns the next page: it reads "9"- he wrote it earlier. He takes my 5, divides it by 9, the result is 0.55555. The "five" is the day of my birth too. He’s tells me this is a good start. I’m not sure, I fail to see the astronomic connection. We continue. This is where things get interesting. He tells me, that; I have a sister, I had 3 important men in my life, there was a dramatic change in my life around the age 20-22, I own a property, my parents are divorced, I’m financially strong, I have a mentor, I’ve been active in charity causes, I’ve been trying to find a balance in business and spiritual world. More importantly he tells me I did not complete my education, and this is a sore point which makes me sad at times. He says I could have gone further in life if I completed the studies I wanted. I feel an uncomfortable heat inside me. Done with retrospecting, he tells me I aspire to lead and want and will have my own business. He asks me if I'm waiting for something big to happen in me life, very soon. "Who doesn't" I reply, regretting my sarcasm. I can ask him questions about my future, but I do not. I feel like I had enough. Maybe he touched a sensitive point somewhere. His mistakes? Yes, he makes a few mistakes - the age of my parents was wrong. To sum up my wrap-and-stitch-gems-and-palmistry shop experience, if you just apply the law of chance and possibilities, he’s made more accurate statements than incorrect ones. If you want to be anal and mathematical about it’s probably 5:1.
I walk out with my wrapped parcel, the wrapping looks like Mother Theresa’s sari. My mind is still not settled, wondering over many things. I tell myself it’s all about how you channel these thoughts to some positive energy and cause.
I'm leaving Rishikesh tomorrow, I will be travelling on a local bus to Manali for 18 hours. Say hello to the Himalayas.
The rest of the afternoon I spend "trying to send my parcel". The post office refuses to accept it unless I get it wrapped in a white cloth and get it properly stitched. Good concept to create a wrap-and-stitch business for nearby shops. The one I choose sells gems. 2 teas later, my palm is being read. First time in my life I give in to fortune-telling. But this is India, it’s a different world here, everybody and everything operates on a different frequency. The man does not do any hard selling, so I’m willing to give it a go. He performs some prayers first. He then draws David’s star in his notebook, writes some numbers inside it, I pick "5". He turns the next page: it reads "9"- he wrote it earlier. He takes my 5, divides it by 9, the result is 0.55555. The "five" is the day of my birth too. He’s tells me this is a good start. I’m not sure, I fail to see the astronomic connection. We continue. This is where things get interesting. He tells me, that; I have a sister, I had 3 important men in my life, there was a dramatic change in my life around the age 20-22, I own a property, my parents are divorced, I’m financially strong, I have a mentor, I’ve been active in charity causes, I’ve been trying to find a balance in business and spiritual world. More importantly he tells me I did not complete my education, and this is a sore point which makes me sad at times. He says I could have gone further in life if I completed the studies I wanted. I feel an uncomfortable heat inside me. Done with retrospecting, he tells me I aspire to lead and want and will have my own business. He asks me if I'm waiting for something big to happen in me life, very soon. "Who doesn't" I reply, regretting my sarcasm. I can ask him questions about my future, but I do not. I feel like I had enough. Maybe he touched a sensitive point somewhere. His mistakes? Yes, he makes a few mistakes - the age of my parents was wrong. To sum up my wrap-and-stitch-gems-and-palmistry shop experience, if you just apply the law of chance and possibilities, he’s made more accurate statements than incorrect ones. If you want to be anal and mathematical about it’s probably 5:1.
I walk out with my wrapped parcel, the wrapping looks like Mother Theresa’s sari. My mind is still not settled, wondering over many things. I tell myself it’s all about how you channel these thoughts to some positive energy and cause.
I'm leaving Rishikesh tomorrow, I will be travelling on a local bus to Manali for 18 hours. Say hello to the Himalayas.
1 Comments:
At 3:46 PM, Anonymous said…
Hello Divine soul,
Thats how i should call you from now on ! Witnessing a strong person like u getting in touch with her innerself and facing childhood toxic shames is beautiful. Feels like witnessing a new birth. I know why one of your encounter was surprised when u told him u were working in advertisement, the message could have been "stop wasting ur time babe, dont die with your music still in you !" .Your genuine writing talent goes beyond ur business skills and leave us with eagerness for more and more of your stories. "Holy cow" feels like bible class next to your stories...explore it.
By the way, I might need some of your "uterus pleaser" ayurvedic potion, at least i ll have something to answer to my gyne next time he ll ask me when i plan to get pregnant (as if we could really plan for it !) Say hi to the Himalayas for me !
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