The Journey Ibiza-Day #1-4

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I left home, to go to Heathrow airport, with some anticipation and mixed feelings, maybe partly due to having flown a lot in the past but always being stopped at security. Yet today had been fine, everything flowed. And when things flow that can be a good sign.

The mixed feelings were also due to now being sure if I had taken on more than I could handle. was it too soon after the car accident? It had been six months and I was still having hip and shoulder problems and still with strange sensations in my arm. I was worried I might make it worse. Then within the last month I had been off work on and off with sciatica. It was so bad some days I could barley move and in so much pain I couldn’t focus at all. Then as the time approached to leave my throat began to get sore.

I decided what’s the worst that can happen? .I fly to somewhere hot and sunny and stay in a villa for a month and if I don’t feel to good and I can’t do as much as id’ have hoped then that would have to be ok. I knew that once I got to the e villa where the training was taking place, I would be ok to settle for a few weeks, rest and relax in between learning about yoga in more depth.

I spent the first few days exploring Ibiza town and taking pictures but by day two my glands got much worse and went to see the doctor. Now I was getting worried, however knowing how the law of attraction works remaining worried isn’t going to help. So, I decided to rest up, do some reiki on myself sleep and see what happened. By the day I was due to meet the yoga teacher to take us to the villa, I was feeling a bit better but still unwell. By day four I was going to meet one of the woman also going to the area we were due to stay . Dragging my case down two flights of stairs and dragging it up the street .I decided enough was enough and hailed a cab. I was not in a good mood. Things were not looking good.

We arrived the first day to do an opening ceremony and get to know each other better