Alma

ALMA

I am walking back from Portinatx

I'm going back to Six Senses after eating two packets of Haribo that seem to be sponsoring this show.

Drinking ¨awake¨ vitamin well water that I know is going to cause me not to fall asleep.

Maybe today is not for sleeping, maybe today is for being awake.

6S in Ibiza.

Staying here until the 10th of November.

There is Alma Festival starting on the 6th of November with great speakers.

In between them, Ben Greenfield, whose book Boundless I borrowed from my friend Juicy, back when we lived together in Ibiza in 2021.

I miss her dearly, my sister goat.

I was eating up my frustration.

That I cannot express the teachings of the Spirit world that I have received during my times in meditation, astral traveling & during the time while I had the privilege to be working with entheogenic substances that started in 2020 when I first came to Ibiza.

I was lucky.

The Spirit organised this journey in a seamless way, as it always does.

I was introduced to the Grandmother in a home of a dear friend, where I felt very safe.

I was not quite ready for the experience, but as it came, I started laughing, understanding that everything is love.

My journey was very loving and peaceful.

Today, as I walk back to the hotel, instead of going for a hike, I feel gratitude.

I look at the sky and the rays of light of Surya Dev shining through the clouds,

understanding that this moment is also designed for me to be able to connect with myself and to understand that I have a responsibility

to share the information I was gifted with, so everyone can interpret it in the way that serves them best.

I can only interpret and translate the messages of the Divine for myself.

I can apply them in my own life and my experience means something else to me and might mean something else to other people.

I do not dare to interfere with that interpretation, because probably even my own translation is quite miserable. 

Nevertheless, I am going to continue.

I saw a friend today.

We have not seen each other for a few years.

She didn't know anything about my journey, and she shared her observations on MDMA assisted protocol with professionals that she went through, and I felt: Oh, how beautiful. 

I wish you shared it with a wider audience.

We were blessed, both her and I.

To be able to interact with the Spirit in this lifetime.

At a certain point during that lunch, she asked,

¨Well, what is this all for? 

What is it that we are doing here? 

What's the purpose?¨

I said that probably we are taking a curriculum at a very expensive University of planet Earth for 100 years or so.

We can learn how to love and be loved, and how to share empathy and how to master relationships.

How to master ourselves.

I had so many answers for her. 

Am I right? 

I don't know.

I probably said that because this is how I feel about my own journey. 

It's funny.

In between the spirit realm and so called ¨material reality¨. 

Some of them are doing their thing, totally immersed in what they are doing. 

They know exactly what they are doing and why they are doing it, and they don't feel any call to share any of it. 

I feel like every day there is something that I would like to share with others, because I feel that maybe this is my last day.

That maybe I could still share some guidance and some wisdom with others, because there is still time. 

I am still breathing.

I am so lucky to be in this world.

Tomorrow Will is coming. 

We have our weekly crypto meeting, we will be recording some content. 

We booked a studio here at Six Senses, where, for the first time, I'm going to be in front of a professional microphone and saying something.

It feels like a play. 

God is a DJ.

I saw this funny video of a girl that says that every person on the spiritual path, at some point starts building a podcast or becoming a coach or a mentor.

My brother, who is, let's say, different than myself, he shared this joke with me:

A spiritual journey: level beginner : the feathers, drums, plant medicine, healing, sound and voice.

A spiritual journey: advanced level : vodka, coffee and cigarettes.

That's why I am eating sugar.

Eating sugar, looking at the perfection of the sky.

Yesterday I saw a video of the Sathya Sai Baba Foundation, showing his projects in Puttaparthi, Prasanthi Nilayam and the school that he created, the hospital, the ashram where hundreds of thousands of people come every year.

Devotees, pilgrims from around the world come to pray and pay respect to the abode of the Bhagavan that lived on planet Earth in the 20/21st century. Can you imagine there was a time 5 seconds ago when God was walking on Earth incarnated in a body of the kindest fellow with really big hair ? 

He used to say that ladies like it like that.

I felt called to go there, because I was praying to speak all languages.

It was my wish to be able to speak all languages. 

Now I understand that there is only One Language, and that's the language of LOVE.

Sathya Sai Baba says to love all, serve all, help ever, hurt never.

I feel like I've been doing a shitty job. 

I'm still very self centred, focused on my recovery and my health.

Investing a lot of time and resources into bringing myself into optimal health.

Checking all my markers, practicing yoga, diligently working out, reading, learning, meditating. 

It's me, me, me, and I I I all the time.

I understand that it's my responsibility to take care of my health. 

Today, my reaction with eating all the sugar after the lunch I had with that friend was about me feeling guilt that I have all this knowledge and all the books that I have read and all the other teachings that I have received are only inside of my head, or they are only applied in my life. 

There are so many people, there is so much suffering in the world.

And I just complain about silly things in my life instead of focusing on the bigger picture.

On how could I contribute on a larger scale.

A first world problem to have, sitting in a five star hotel, in a most beautiful suite, having photoshoot done with the most amazing clothes.

Being in the presence of an incredible teacher that helps me on my yoga journey. 

I feel that I don't deserve this. 

On one hand, I understand that I do, because there is a reason for me to do that.

Each of us was granted a life that they are living as a result of karma.

The Karmic Board and some sort of Spirit Commission send us all in this form and shape and in these circumstances that we live in, so we can fulfil our potential and work on our own shortcomings and continue mastering ourselves to advance on the spiritual path and to be able to ascend to higher levels.

I hope they have a sense of humour as I´m about to have some fun, gliding on the golden wave of abundance that is sent my way so I can recognise the privilege of abundance and learn how to share it.

It feels like a reward for the horror I lived through and I can´t help but wonder : am I in a dream ?

Thank you, Gran Misterio.

Estoy aqui.

Present in every breath until you decide it´s time.

Te quiero.