11/05/2022
The truth (source energy) is and will always be there. Many times it is hidden underneath multiple layers. We just have to tune in with it!
The world is changing fast, and so is Sinai.
Beginning of March life was guiding me to go to St Catherine, a small village in the centre of the high mountain area in South Sinai. The mini bus which brought me there arrived in this ever peaceful community after midnight. Room number 1 was waiting for me. After I had put my bags in the room, I went back outside to feel the fresh air and give my body a few moments to arrive. A sudden sadeness came over me. I was unable to link it to a certain situation or encounter I had earlier on that day. It was very intense. Tears started running down heavily. They did not stop. It took me till over 3 am to fall asleep.
The next morning, when I woke up around 6, I felt very heavy. I opened the door. The olive trees were greeting me. I turned left around the corner to see if I could make myself a coffee to flush away the heaviness I was experiencing. And then suddenly all i was experiecing became clear. The view from the Fox Camp where I was staying was devastating me. Within seconds I was weeping as a hurted child again. I could not believe what I saw. Half my view was transformed into a huge construction site. It just could not be true. My voice started to produce sounds as a new waterfal of tears floaded it s way to reach the sacred ground. Noooo, nooo .... Nooo, this can't be true.
I made myself a coffee and climed up a little little hill just behind the dining at Fox, facing the ever majestic mountains. Tears kept on running down. When I finished the coffee I looked for a flat rock where I could lay down. I felt totally drained.
Without any pre thoughts, shortly after I lay down I started to go spontanously into one of my daily breathing exercices. Not easy .... when you're still crying. I even placed a quick intention. The placing of an intention is integrated in my system. My intention was to tune in with the memory of the sacred earth. And then something extraordinary happened... but that s for one of the next posts.
2 Hours later my energy was totally shifted. I went back down to the covered dinning area where I met Faradj. He is one of the driving forces of the Jabaliya tribe, the mountain people of St Catherine. Tears where jumping back into my eyes. With a few meters still in between us he went... Hey Wim, how are you my friend? When we were facing each other he asked me the same question with a different tonality in his voice. What's up, what's up...I repeated, pointing my index finger towards the ugly site left of us. He was sighing deeply and patted me on my sholder. We are crying already for months, he replied. Their crying strictly takes place inside. That's how they are, they will not show their sadness to the outside world. There is nothing anymore we can do about it, he continued, inviting me to sit down with him and share some moments accompanied by some tea.
The Egyptian government struck these ever smiling mountain peoples straight in their hearts. They erased many Bedouin houses just like that, giving nothing in return. What they are doing here is such a great example of old masculine energy. Invade, conquer and distroy.
I have a very strong bond with this trbe from the very first days they were welcoming me in to there community. This time, in full darkness, on arrival, I picked up the deeper underlying energy of this amazing tribe. They are bleeding from their hearts.
My support to this amazing people will continue, no matter what. They are a living example of so much wisdom the world needs today.
