It felt as if the day of my trip to Israel had snuck up on me. I had not prepared a thing. I had planned to get to the bookstore to buy a guidebook since I had purchased my plane tickets without ever making it to the store. On the plane, sitting amongst funny people with black outfits and swirly hair locks, I decided to leave this trip to fate and to Franz.
I had a funny feeling about this whole vacation because it was just too weird how my friend Franz had called two days after I had “manifested” my ideal boyfriend. Let me explain the whole manifestation idea.
After my life coach had asked me if I had a strategy to get into a relationship and I had given her a blank stare, I had conducted a thorough investigation amongst friends and professionals where I discovered that several strategies existed. Suddenly finding my soul mate became top priority. I therefore proceeded to put into action the different techniques and strategies to make the right guy appear in my life.
According to one friend, the “secret” was the way to go. The secret consists in getting a fresh rose and placing it on my night table and stating morning and night: “I welcome love in my life and I am ready for love.”
The second strategy involves setting up an “altar to Love” in my bedroom. According to Feng-shui, it needs to be in the right hand-side corner opposite to the door when you walk in.
My coaching teacher as well as a New Age book advised to write down the qualities and values of Mr. Right on paper in order to attract the right guy.
Marianne Williamson’s book that I am currently reading offers an excellent prayer to attract Great Love.
Finally, my angel cards told me to wear rose quartz.
Committed to the plan, I said my prayer religiously, applied the secret, built an altar, wrote 3 pages of how Mr. Right should be and I got myself not only rose quartz, but a heart-shaped rose quartz necklace to wear at all times.
Like I said, it was only two days after I had started this whole project that Franz had called me out of the blue. I had quickly checked my list of criteria and sure enough, he met a good portion of them. So in addition to the motivation of seeing the pyramids and Petra, I had that hunch that I needed to get myself to Israel ASAP and check out what Franz was up to.
I arrived in Tel Aviv at around 2 a.m. about a week ago and - no sight of Franz. I had waited about half and hour when an exuberant girl from L.A. and a nonchalant Israeli spotted me and explained that they had come to pick me up. As it turned out Franz had a terrible pain in the butt and couldn’t make it to the airport. Two days later, I was taking him to the E.R. to get emergency surgery.
While mending his ass wound, it became clear that Franz had been called into my life for me to learn about religion. So instead of finding Great Love in Israel, I found out about Judaism.
Franz being out of commission, I spent three days of intense sight seeing with a couple of Americans in Israel – one on a religious path and the other on a military vacation. Like Jesus, but by car, we roamed around the country visiting holy cities, meeting rabbis, kabala artists and healers. We sang, prayed and performed the Shabbat rituals. We ran into a 98 year-old street singer and danced the hora around him. We met an Auschwitz survivor. We got our fortune told by a Jewish Yemenite organic pizza maker. We said our prayers at the opening of Shabbat at the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem (after passing through metal detectors).
Ever since I got here, I have been in a constant state of awe and disbelief that I am actually living these amazing experiences totally unrelated to getting into a relationship (or starting my own business for that matter); yet so relevant with the way my life has unraveled since the beginning of 2009. As the Yemenite mystic read into my eyes, I am slowly letting go of material things and making my way down the spiritual path.
The moral of this story is: Although my soul mate has yet to manifest himself, I’m having one hell of a trip.
Next on the agenda, the Pyramids. Or so I think.
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Maybe that's what it meant "taking a pause" my dear! Enjoy your trip and don't think too much about your soul mate or work, they will both materialize when time will come!
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