The other wonderful aspect of our journey was the many amazing sites that we visited. I shared in the previous post how widespread travel can be an excellent way to stimulate past life recall. I suspected before the trip that this might be the case for me on this journey, but I was still somewhat unprepared for the strength of my reaction when we visited the Western Wall (aka Wailing Wall) in Jerusalem.
When you approach the Western Wall men and women are directed to separate areas according to Jewish tradition, and women are required to cover their heads with a shawl. Other than that, people are allowed to walk up to the wall, touch it, pray, sing, do whatever for as long as they like. Even before I approached the wall I was overcome with an overwhelming sense of familiarity, sacred energy, and connection with it. I started weeping in that pain-filled-joy kind of space that some of you may recognize. I just felt so blessed to be able to be at the wall “again,” like I was back home. This was my first visit to Israel in my current lifetime, and I’ve never been drawn to the Jewish faith. But there it was, without a doubt, a strong past life bleed-through. I even felt a little irritated at the modern trappings around the area, a clock, the paving stones under my feet, certain signage, feeling like they really did not belong there.
Although our group was very safe during our three days in Israel, violence was escalating and ours ended up being the last cruise ship allowed to visit Jerusalem for an undetermined time. We were indeed very blessed, and no doubt provided for by the spirit of Wayne Dyer who felt very present to all of us throughout the journey.
I'll share more about some of the wonderful sites and experiences from this awesome trip in future postings.