Feb 2001 : V is for Vortex, Part 1
Pablo was heading to Hua Hin, but for me Samui was calling; I was on my way to the Healing Child meditation retreat on Bang Po beach for three days of quietude and relaxation, of yoga & chi kung, on Koh Phangan's sister island...
|Koh Phangan sunset from Haad Rin, Full Moon Party island|
A red swathe now burned across the horizon, thrown up from the belly of purple land and sea. Above the colours fused imperceptibly to stratus layers of orange & yellow, underscored by reddy-pinks and covered with a thin huey layer of green. On to blues and violets, under attack from the darkening night.
Papa Bird came to sit with us for the remnants of the rainbow sunset, the sky dominated now with red, as a fleet of chameleon submarine clouds went floating by.
Papa told of the days when he harvested coconuts before the farangs came, how he'd sell them at market in Haad Rin and Baan Tai along with the fish he caught in the sea, and we imagined idyllic days of beauty and bounty.
The arrival of concrete had signalled a demise to many a traveller this past year, a demise of this much exalted mythological paradise, but I didn't believe you'd ever beat the energy out of it; you'd still be able to sit here, as I was sitting now, witnessing the spiritual spectacle of the setting sun - changeless for eons on its predetermined path through the sky!
|Inner Voice, Osho tarot|
On the balcony I adjusted to my temporary singledom; a dull ache, an empty hammock where he'd previously been sitting for weeks. As I sat there, the hammock began to mirror the crescent moon crown leading up to the starry night sky above, and I started to focus in on infinity...
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Inifinity in the palm of your Hand
And Eternity in an Hour' - Auguries of Innocence, William Blake
|Pablo taking a walk on a deserted Koh Phangan beach|
Out of touch for the last 6 months, we were both unaware where the other was, and to walk in on my spiritual retreat and find her to be the first person I came across, well, I was rapt with portentious delight! It was obviously meant to be, the synchronicity and spiritual vortex of the Samui islands bringing us back together...
|Mia Escobud Underground Tales|