As I seem to say every time I sit down to write this blog "where does the time go?" into July, and so much has happened since I last wrote that I hardly know where to start.
The beginning of May saw me flying off to Australia, this came completely out of the blue one Sunday morning, I had been saying every year, that maybe "next year" I would go out and see my sister, but next year never happens, as there is never any spare money, even less than ever now. So I sat in my lovely courtyard and suddenly decide "I'm going", like next week! somehow I am going.
Well deciding I am going is one thing, paying for it another, so I rang my sister and told her I would be visiting within the next two weeks, and that the universe will help me get there, she at this point thought her big sister was going a bit mad,but then she started to get her head together when she realised I was totally serious, between us we got together the exact amount for my flight. Next was to get Sallys flight from somewhere,as I'd decided she was coming to, luckily her dad said he would pay for her, and he would also lend me the spending money, on one of those elastic loans!!! Such a nice man.
So it was booked, Sally could hardly believe it and kept ringing me to ask are we really going? It was all a little manic, kids were staying with friends, if a little disappointed that they could not go too, next time maybe, but lets hope that's not in another 21 years, which is when I went last.
Before we went my sister Alison was going into panic mode because I was being so laid back about this, and kept saying the universe will take care of things, which of course it did. We had a 22 hour stopover in Dubai which is a long time, Alison was going into melt down about this, and thoughts of her having to come rescue me from some Dubai prison/hospital were running high on her list, I was getting frantic emails about what to do, and not to do.
Well as I said the universe will provide and it did, in the name of a good friend Kalpana, who happened to pop up on facebook saying she was in Dubai, so after little chatting on Facebook, our stay in Dubai was organised, and it was fantastic, she picked us up from the airport at 7am took us back to where she was staying at her cousins house, after a little rest and catch up, we went in to Dubai to have a wander round the Malls. It was so great to get a glimpse of the culture there.
We had some good laughs as Kalpana had only been driving there for a week, so was still getting used to the place herself, she knew there was a short cut to her place somewhere, thought she had found it a couple of times, one of which we ended up stuck in the desert sand! me and Sally had to leap out and push the car out, back onto the 4 lane highway, where everyone drives big white hummer type cars like madmen! Sally was funny as all she kept saying afterwards was" isn't this sand really soft". Third time we found it, then got warned by the guard on the gate to use the road next time and not drive over the sand! naughty girl Kalpana.
After a lovely evening meal Kalpana took us back to the airport at 1am ready to meet our next flight to Australia at 5am.
We landed in Australia about 8pm, and my sister was "late", thinking that it would take us ages to figure out language etc, she of little faith!
It was so good to see her, also how much she had changed,Not really seen her for 14 years, and then before that we had lived different lives. She was always the annoying little sister, who always got what she wanted, always slamming doors and having tantrums! and to her I was the annoying big sister, turned Earth Mother person who seem to float through life on another cloud.
Well, Earth mother and stroppy little sister are now on a level footing, we got on like a house on fire (not an expression to use over there!) we had such a great time with Ali Brian and her 2 girls Georgia and Rachel,
Australia has changed a lot in 21 years, and then again, it has not. There seems to be a lot of crime there now, with people having to be very security conscious.
I could not get my head round everything in the supermarkets,everything is so big, and they have everything ready to go. Salad, veg washed, onions peeled, all ready to go, meat marinaded in everything you could possibly think of, ready for the BBQ. I called it crazy lazy!
But three weeks flew by all to fast, and it was time to leave my little sis and her lovely family, with promises that she will try and visit in three years time, lets hope so. Wonder where life will find me then?
Sadly when I arrived back it was to the news that someone had broken into the house, not taken anything, cooked themselves chips, slept in my bed, in my "pyjamas!!", police had been and taken fingerprints, but nothing had been taken, they assume this was either some pervert or someone who has some axe to grind! well who knows, put it behind me and hope they don't come back.
Since coming back from my holiday I decided to go back to my meditation class, after chatting to Brenda,(our tutor) about my holiday she asked me to relate the events of my trip to the class, as the theme of this particular class was " There's no such thing as coincidence". I believe this to be the case, its just too many coincidences, that I chose that particular time to go to oz, that the exact fare for me could be found, that a friend just happened to be in Dubai, that my sisters boss had gone away for that three weeks, which meant she could work from home, and be much more flexible the whole of our stay. Some may say coincidence, but I think it was meant to happen that way.
Sadly I had to say good bye to my lovely French man for now, he has way to many problems on his plate, and having a girl friend three hours away was just more than he could cope with, I have every faith that he is there in the future somewhere, but maybe this is not the time. Also I think I need to settle and find my own space a little," is this possible" I ask myself? I have put it out there to the universe, so we will see what comes back.
One thing is for sure, it will never be dull and with out laughter or tears!
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