This week long break between courses felt never ending. Apart from our walks, trips to the mainland, photography and writing, Patty was busy with some craft – doing some drawings and also making little horse sculptures. I dabbled with some drawing and photography.
At the very end of the week, after doing some meditation, I felt I needed to test my animal communication skills. I had no expectations at that point. Kert had convinced me it was all wrong! But still, I wanted to try!
I asked Patty if she would like to have a go with me to see if we could contact Ducati. I opened my computer to a picture of him – just to see if I received anything….. At first there was a discussion on the little horses Patty had made…. will they stand up???
Okay – that didn’t really tell me anything. It was just ‘small talk’!
I asked what he thought of the characterisation of him – of the criticism of his body and that really he shouldn’t be on earth according to Kert. What came back was the confirmation that I needed that I was talking to Ducati!!!!
He said “I’d like to stick mustard gas up his bottom!”.
I said to Patty “what’s mustard gas?”. I googled it and sure enough it was used in WW1. Ducati is forever referring to those times. He’s told me about being in the lighthorse signal corps – using a heliograph (I didn’t know what that was) and now the reference to mustard gas! Here is just one of the many links to the use of mustard gas in the war mustard gas.
I laughed and laughed!! Ducati was with us!!! It restored my confidence a little!!!
I was still very confused and shaken by all that was going on – but I felt like I had a friend in Ducati. He had not only confirmed I was talking to him with the war reference – he had given me a shot of much needed humour!!!
It would be hard not to giggle now when I saw Kert – and I must not do that!
It had given me the boost I needed going into the next two weeks of the Level 3 course. At that point I didn’t really care what was presented – I just wanted to stay out of trouble!!!
The days were getting shorter – and the weather colder….it was ever so cold for me. I started to dream of being warm!!!
I also wanted to see my horses – and in particular – give Ducati a big hug!!!
COMING UP – LEVEL 3 – THE FALSE SELF
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