Awakeness identifying itself as a dream character everyone has learned to refer to as ‘Dennis’.
In this post I’ll share some moments of a totally normal day in the life of a totally normal person. Why? Because I feel like it.
I get up at 6:45 after hitting ‘snooze’ a bunch of times. My wife has already gone working. The ‘kids’ aren`t home too, so I’m alone in the house. Well, except for two dogs, two rabbits and three chickens. I make myself the usual glass of fresh orange juice to provide the body with energy for the morning activities. First I meditate for 20-30 minutes. Since I’m alone in the house I sit in the living room on the sofa.
The theme of the meditation varies. I’ve done Light meditations exclusively for quite a while but lately I’m reserving time for other things too. Today the theme was investigating emotions.
After that I go up the stairs and do some upper body excercises to keep my back and shoulders supple since that’s a weak spot. Otherwise this body is serving me very well until now and I am quite content with it. Then I get on the crosstrainer and work out for about 20 minutes. Time for a quick shower.
Before shower – sweaty 😋
After shower – no sweaty 😎
After that I make myself some breakfast. Usually a cheese sandwich and a peanut butter sandwich. Some crystal water to wash it down.
A cup of coffee. I know it’s not good for me but hey, you only live ~2000 times.
I take my breakfast and get on my way to Work, which means walking aaaaallll the way to the dining room where my PC is.
I’ve been working from home since March now and this will continue at least until September. Working from home is okay but not exclusively, so I try to go to Maastricht at least once a week on Wednesday. That way I get to see a few colleagues and ride my bicycle.
So I crawl behind my desk with my breakfast and get to work.
It’s extremely busy at work. We were still recovering from the hack in december when corona came along and turned everything upside down. Working at home makes it worse because there is no feeling for things or supporting contact with colleagues so you become your own enemy if you don’t cope with that pressure well. I think I’m doing reasonably well most of the time.
Lunchtime! Made myself a pancake… mash a banana and mix with two eggs. Add a few spoons of oatmeal and some cinnamon. Mix it up and bake slowly in a frying pan so the oatmeal has time to cook. I added some apple slices in this case, too. A bit of apple syrup on the top and violà. Again a glass of crystal water to wash it down.
After that I did a short meditation in the shade of the (huge) hazelnut bush and off we go back to work. Yay….
Halfway the afternoon I went to check if the chickens had layed any eggs. They had:
The green egg is from a race called Araucana, I think it’s very cool. Other than the green shell, these eggs are normal.
Around 5pm the work day ended and my wife came home with my son whom she had picked up; he had been staying over with a group of friends for a week to party. Somehow he managed to get his bag in the wrong place and now all his clothes are in a van en route to Rotterdam 🙄 sigh…
So we had dinner together and in the evening I had a shamballa night. We chat, do healings and draw cards. A few of my favorite group members called in sick which was disappointing, but at the same time it made me more relaxed and gave me room to focus more on other stuff. I drew an interesting card:
I also got a few other cards that were spot-on. We performed a group healing for Mother Earth which felt strong, and finally we formed couples and healed each other. During the group healing I felt the energy was strong and alive, but during the personal healing I had to trust the process because I didn’t feel very inspired. The other person liked it though.
At home I felt charged-up as happens many times after shamballa and I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep. Instead of staring at the ceiling in bed I decided to walk into the woods. I like it there in the dark. I recently saw a spot where two giant trees that almost touch each other at the ground grow away from each other in a v-shape. I put on some old clothes and walked over there. I sat down cross legged between the two trees with my back against one of them, it was quite comfortable. I started to meditate but noticed I couldn’t focus on the breath so I focused on sensations instead. Some rodent was rustling through the leaves right next to me. The sound of the wind in the trees. The feeling of my back against this huge tree. It gave me tingles, but as a meditation it wasn’t much. After 15 minutes or so word got around that I was sitting there and I was turning into a mosquito landing strip. I didn’t fancy that so I slowly walked home again.
Now I was tired so I went to bed. In hindsight maybe this wasn’t an ordinary day after all, if there is such a thing.