Par is Speaking

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Par is Speaking

On my train down to Devon
They were announcing the stops. And they announced "Par." And something really spoke to me about it. I looked it up. Huh.

Cornwall. Now I had dismissed going to Cornwall because a friend told me a story about a bad experience she had there at my birthday party. But when I realised that I was on a train 

That was going to Cornwall - even though I was getting off that day in Devon

I knew I had to go. So I did. And I had a rough day. To put it simply, my seizure symptoms, which had come back a bit the day before, went crazy. Always a massive problem.

Really uncomfortable and painful with inevitable consequences. But that COULD NOT stop me from falling in love with Cornwall. I repeat - that COULD NOT stop me from falling in love with Cornwall. Now. I had a really rough day in Newquay. Although it was beautiful and so healing. All the way through. 

Omg. But due to extreme delays and cancellations - I did end up getting to see Par after all. I got a takeaway. A nice man talked to me about his neurodiversity. I got some apple juice and some easy peelers - which I have juiced this morning in Brighton

As I never ate them at the time. Par spoke to me on a deeper level. I kind of felt - I might be buried here. Like it might be my final resting place one day. Sooner or later. Hopefully, much much later. I want to find out about this place. Oh I just googled it. There are some beautiful gardens. So what is the message. To research this place? Get to know it? Find out as much about it as possible?`Or maybe

The final resting place is here and now. As the ego has to die before we can fully realise that we are consciousness
Some cars in a parking spot surrounded with trees on the hill at dusk
Photo of Par from Wikimeda - https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Dutchy_Timber_Buildings_workshop,_St_Andrew%27s_Road,_Par,_Cornwall_-_February_2024.jpg#filehistory

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