a purpose for life

I am on my way to Arizona, while writing this. First we are flying to Houston, which is a ten hour flight: I have already watched two movies on this flight, so only 4 more hours to go. This morning when I left the house, I got this feeling that magic was about to start happening. I had no idea how this was going to show itself, but I found out when I arrived at the airport. My friend Margreet told me some shocking news: Lydia was not going to Arizona, she was denied access to the US and there was nothing she could do about it. Her friend who was supposed to come too, also cancelled. I was astounded: how was this possible? It was because of Lydia that we decided to go to Arizona to attend the Ancestors Gathering. Now she was not going. I said to Margreet: there has to be a reason for this, a spiritual reason , why is this happening?

A little while later we talked to Lydia on the phone and she told us that there seemed to be some mix up about her passport. More than three years ago she had reported it stolen, but found it later and reported that too with the police. However it was still listed as stolen according to Interpol records and so she was denied access to the US. She tried everything to get it corrected, but it was already too late. Lydia agreed that there had to be a reason why she could not go, but still she was upset that her dream journey was not going to take place.

Here is magic in action and you may not agree with me, but magic has a very funny way to make things happen or not happen. There is always a reason and I feel very confident that we will find out during our stay in Arizona. So what is next, I wonder? We will find out more later, so keep reading this blog. For me, I still do not know why I am going, it just feels that I have to. I left my two teenagers at home in a busy time for them school wise and I feel a bit guilty. Still sometimes you have to follow your instincts and trust that everything will be taken care of. So that is what I am doing.

Hopi

I just read a book in the plane about the Hopi Indians and they are a fascinating tribe. They have always hold on to their own traditions and refused to give in to anyone trying to convert them, like priests and even the American government. Terrible things have been done to them, even taking their children to be schooled far away from their families. Still they have been able to hold on to their beliefs and they strongly believe in the great creator. They are a matriarchal tribe, all possessions go thru the women, but they live in a healthy balance where the men are responsible for the ceremonies which are very important in daily life. They also have had some prophecies that have been very correct, about the world wars and about the telephone and internet. One of their most important prophecies is that when their white brother comes back to them from Europe (I believe), there will be peace. Well, my dear Hopi friends: here we come!