Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 101
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Beyond The Looking Glass is the second book in the Unseen series, a story that came to me from the other side. A story where I thought I was just the narrator until I heard the Words of the Unseen.
This second story goes beyond time and place and mixes the long ago with the here and now. Because history keeps repeating, until we learn and do something about it.
Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 101
And then Covid happened.
How lucky can one guy be? Just imagine if I were in lockdown with Deliah instead of Yallenix. Neither of us had a problem staying home, we were already used to it.
The Covid period was like the icing on the cake, an excuse to forcefully continue our simple life, but now without others giving us looks..
Apart from the walks with the dog, we hardly went out together; our life mainly took place in the penthouse, our safe place.
My inner autist, as far as I had one, finally came to rest. Everything had rhythm and regularity.
I worked from home, did the shopping once a week, a BBQ on the balcony every Saturday, there was so much peace in life that it slowly trickled down into me.
The stability that both life and our relationship offered was long overdue. We both had a lifetime of experiences waiting to be processed, and not just that dark drama we went through together.
Lockdown was a blessing that gave many wounds from the past a chance to heal.
And this girl from Zeeland was so strict about our spending that for the first time in my life, I was able to build a healthy financial existence.
Until that letter arrived!
Three years had flown by and now they want us out of this apartment, while that damn pandemic didn't is not even over.
That letter weighed heavily on my stomach, for the first time in ages, I had trouble finding the arms of Morpheus st night.
Itยดs strange how traumas are lying dormant till something disturbs them. They seem to be a thing of a past long gone, ...till they rear their ugly heads.
In a split second, those months back in Tilburg when I did not have a home, that little period in my long life was coming back to me.
Just like it did when Deliah and I were forced to move due to a situation with the next-door neighbor.
In that situation, I had a kid, four dogs, and a chronically ill wife. Still, we managed to find a new house. But all I remember are those nights worrying, and the feeling that you might be out there on the streets again, with no place to call home.
Even though this time things are different, that haunted feeling, that constant pressure was back in an instant.
Things had changed; ever since that time in jail, I had been doing my meditations.
It was so much easier nowadays to find my inner peace, I remember how I searched for that back in Tilburg when Sei and all the other weird stuff just entered my life.
Back then, I was not able to find anything, but now I have found my calm. And I am able to listen, I can hear words or voices?
Voices in my head? I better not tell anyone I heard those, but I do. I remember all the effort I put into trying to hear anything, I was trying so hard...too hard.
Now I see it was senseless. That no matter how hard you try, you do not hear anything if you do not pause to listen.
Looking outward to find those voices, till I noticed that they are inside my head.
Deliah pushed me to look inside, to see my mess called life. To work with what I have, and not look towards others, to not point at others, to accept that all I have to work with is me.
I am all I got.
And itยดs more than enough, every change starts with me.
I need to pause.
I need to look inside.
I need to ask myself what direction to go.
Then I need to pause again, to listen, and accept, even if I do not like what I hear.
Even if these words initially evoke resistance inside me, I have two choices: accept or reject.
Itยดs my choice. I can very well ignore the words of the unseen. But by now I know that ignoring your path will make you go in neverending circles.
Fortunately, this time, it was not that bad.
Things have changed. Three years ago, I spent all I had on moving here. We had nothing left, but thanks to our basic lifestyle and Yallenix budgeting skills, we now had a buffer.
I did not have to scrape pennies together to prepare for this move. We could easily pay a monthยดs rent and a month's deposit, or two.
This time the problem was the pandemic. I could not ask Estaban to come over to drive the moving van. It would be costly but the buffer should allow us to pay for a van and someone driving it.
It was my homelessness trauma that made me doubt every step, while the voices were clear... they told me not to worry.
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