I can’t come in today, I’m feeling too good.

I woke up early to a glorious June morning. The London weather was warm, and the sun was shining. Coming to full awareness, I realised I felt good, really good, in fact better than usual. I felt unusual, strange, really happy and excited. There was no apparent reason. The reason was not obvious to everyday thinking. But then, there is more to life than everyday thinking, and I felt it was time to embrace new possibilities.

I felt so good that I didn’t want to waste this feeling doing the usual, I wanted to see what this day would bring. That meant breaking out of the usual routine of going to work so that something unpredictable could happen.

I phoned work, “I can’t come in today. I’m feeling too good. I should be in tomorrow.” An unusual thing to say, and I figured afterwards, they had heard that I wasn’t feeling good instead.

Breakfast, and then ready to go out. “What shall I do?”, I thought to myself. “I’ll just go with an open mind and with what feels right”. So out of the house and a walk down to Brixton tube station. That felt right.

A few minutes into the walk, I came across a rather cool looking guy, over six foot, black with some dreadlocks down to above his shoulders, with what looked like some strands of gold in them. We just struck up a conversation out of nowhere about all kinds of things and got on well. I suggested we hang out for a while. He was happy about the idea, and agreed on going to Kew Gardens, several miles away, by bus as neither of us had time limits. It was a pleasant way to travel through South West London on the upstairs deck of a bus rather than go by Tube.

Recollections are hazy, what I do recall is that he was a DJ and split his time three ways. He spent time in London, New York and Ibiza (Spain). I think we connected because of the way he lived with spiritual energy being part of his life. He hadn’t followed a path or read books or had a spiritual teacher. He was a creature of energy.

On the way to Kew he told me how he was sensitive to people’s energy, and the time he was in a restaurant, and someone had walked by him who had liver disease, and that he nearly keeled over with the pain he could feel in that person’s body. (Nowadays I would have taught him how to button up his aura and chakras and build some layers so he could turn his sensitivity on and off as required).

He mentioned how he lived his life by trusting and manifesting what he needed. He said one of his favourite manifestation methods was to write a message and put it in a bottle, then cast it out into the ocean.

Kew Gardens is a beautiful place. On one side is the curve of the River Thames. The river has deposited fertile sediment that makes up the soil over a long time. It’s a botanical gardens and there are plants from all over the world. It is a wonderful place to walk around. Plus it has some spiritual significance that I didn’t know about at the time (more information can be found by researching online the terms Meher Baba and Kew Gardens should you be interested).

We talked for ages. One thing this guy said was that only sleeping four hours a night was a good thing to do, good for your energy.

After our long walk, as Kew Gardens has many paths, we caught a bus back to Brixton, changing at Clapham Junction.

That night, having had an exceptional day, I slept and automatically woke up after four hours. I was definiltely surprised. I felt good. The same thing happened for the next few nights, and I would get out of the house and into the nearby Brockwell Park to do T’ai Chi with no one around, feeling the connection with the ground.

My sleep pattern went back to its usual after that, but it made me think about how powerful that guy was energetically.

It was about six months later that I saw him again. I had learnt some things about spirituality and also therapy since our earlier meeting. He seemed in some emotional pain, the roots of it being in his earlier life. I suggested a breathing technique that was useful for moving emotions. He came to my place a few days later and I guided him through the breathing process. With everyone else I had so far done this with the process had felt gentle. This guy had so much energy in his system, and so much spiritual energy, that everytime he breathed it was like being on a boat on an ocean swell.

After that session I didn’t see him again. What had struck me from the first meeting was his heart of gold, the kindness of his energy, his natural spirituality and his sensitivity.

Sending out happy thoughts!

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