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Christine declared: "My Spiritual Guidance told me that you have to leave and get out of here within 24 hours".

On Good Friday 1999 I experienced "crucifixion and resurrection" on the same day.

Back than I had been living on the coast of southern Spain for a few years.

It was a beautiful place to be and a bit surreal at the same time.

There was Spanish residents - retired foreign residents - holiday makers - people from all walks of life.

One of the challenges was to find a long term place to stay that was affordable as prices sky rocketed during the holiday seasons.

Often times people had to share larger apartments or houses.

Another challenge was not only to find a job, but also to get paid for it.

It was not unusual that at a certain point someone found themselves without any money and kicked out of their shared accommodation.

Quite scary to watch and somehow I knew, one day it would be me.

I was sharing an apartment with my friend Christine for many months.

For quite a while now we had come together for a certain period of time and then split to come together at another juncture.

She was a teacher for "The New Consciousness" and a channeler.

We had our manifestation low at different times but now, we both were struggling and went from fasting to starving.

The lease was in her name and she threatened to kick me out.

I had helped her out of struggle many times, but now I was no longer useful.

I failed to have enough money to stay and did not find another place to move into.

Christine declared: "My Spiritual Guidance told me that you have to leave and get out of here within 24 hours".

Her Spiritual Guidance, of course!

My body was relaxed - this disharmonious situation finally ends.

My mind was busy
organizing how to pack my belongings:

for the weekend - for the coming weeks
stuff only needed now and then and
the big bag for all the essentials during my transitioning phase.

Where to go from here?

I could not feel myself ending up on the beach.
It was too early to live on the beach, the nights were cold and the humidity was unpleasant.

In the morning Christine commanded, I had to get all my stuff out of my room and onto the laundry balcony.

If I would not be able to get all of my belongings out of the apartment by 8 p.m. she herself would put it to the garbage next to the house.
Each night around 9 p.m. everything was removed by the waste collectors.

I grabbed my big bag, stepped out of the house and was greeted by radiant sunshine and fresh air.

It was chilly, peaceful and serene.

Nobody was on the street, everything was closed.

It was far too early and it was Good Friday - a Holy Holiday.

I had stepped into another reality - into the state of flow.

All looked familiar but felt different.

So here I was. What to do?

I heard:
"Your feet are now in charge of your path. Let go and let God."

I felt joy rising in me - my body relaxed completely - I surrendered into the situation.

My feet went down the empty sunny streets, downhill towards the small shopping area next to the sea.

I was wondering what comes next.

Peter's car was parked in front of his real estate office.
I did office work for him and helped with clients as needed.

I was surprised and happy to see his car. He was supposed to be on vacation already.

I stepped into his office. Peter was surprised to see me. I told him my story and he laughed.

"So this time it's you! You can park your belongings in our spare room during the holidays. Rob will be back in a minute. He can help you get your stuff out of the old place."

The joy in my body was expanding.

In no time I was back at my old place to pick up everything.
Christine was more than surprised by the speed and the unexpected help I had found.

When everything had been stored in Peter's spare room Rob offered to me:
"If you don't have a place to stay tonight, you can sleep on the sofa in our living room. We have the house full with friends and family during the holidays."

And now? What's next?

At the end of the shopping area was a beautiful park.
The mimosa trees were in full bloom - lush yellow blossoms everywhere and the sweet feel of spring in the air.

My feet went to a big tree and my body sat down, leaning against the tree trunk.
I felt like merging with the tree, the sunshine and the fresh air.
Life felt so good.

My mobile rang bringing me back into the here and now.

My good friend Daniel was calling. He was like the dad I never had in my life.
I was younger than his youngest daughter - there was a soul bond between us.

I knew he had his house full of guests from Canada and I owed him about 200 $.

That's probably why he was calling.
Should I receive the call?
My hand decided YES while my mind was worrying.

Daniel was overjoyed to talk to me. His partner had left for the UK to see her grandchildren and his guests had got stuck at Madrid airport.

He was all by himself, feeling lonely and bored and asked me:
"Would you like to come with me to our little favorite restaurant in the country side?"

Of course I would love to!

Daniel picked me up, we had a lovely trip to the mountains and this unique restaurant.
A sweet old farm house with orchards and tables underneath the flowering trees.

We were enjoying the food, the beauty of the place and each others company.

My sense of joy was still expanding.

Daniel asked me, how my business was doing and about the situation with my flat mate.

In my joyful state I shared what had happened and he felt I was kidding him.

My situation and my state of being did not match or make sense to him.

He finally got it and offered me to stay in one of his guest rooms to stabilize myself.

Daddy took good care of his skinny child, making sure I was fattening up and holding space for my money flow to recover.

I found a small place to rent just for myself. It was not far from the place I had been kicked out of and close to the beach.

One morning, while walking along the beach, there was a woman coming my direction. That early in the morning there was hardly anyone on the beach.

It felt like the woman had noticed me, she stopped and walked straight towards me.

Was this Christine? Yes, it was her.

She said hello and told me what had happened since our ways had parted.

Now she was facing to be kicked out by the next day and she asked me, if she could stay with me.