After more than four weeks of being on the go, today was thankfully a slow day – although slow for me was hitting the sack at 12:30am last night after finishing my blog, then waking at 6am to work on the logistics of the Indian tour.

By 9am I was ready for breakfast, the last morning together with Zeyno and Fatih.

They have been incredibly generous in all ways – not the least being accompanying us to Konya and helping organise our time and our filming permissions here.

They were asked by a friend why were they doing it – what was in it for them – and Zeyno just shrugged and smiled and said there was nothing in it for them, it just felt like the right thing to do.

In other words they’d made an intuitive call on it.

Like Jennifer and me, they live intuitively, and they make decisions, big and small, by listening to their inner guidance.

In this case I’m very grateful that they did.

After breakfast I interviewed Zeyno – and it was a cracker. Her interview alone was worth the trip to Turkey. Because of her previous life in Washington as a high level political advisor, she was used to speaking on camera. And she’s a smart articulate woman. Plus she knows her stuff.

She spoke about intuition from an Islamic and Sufi perspective – and perhaps most importantly she gave very sensible and well articulated advice on how someone can learn to trust their intuition, and how they can begin to tap into their latent intuitive powers.

Her interview with contribute significantly to the film.

I’d wanted a location for the interview which featured Rumi’s mosque in the background, and so we shot on a rooftop restaurant – Mevlevi Sofrasi – just across from the mosque..

We were ably assisted by Ozcan and his staff, who kept backgrounds quiet for us, and positioned our table in the perfect spot for the interview.

Here’s another shot of Ozcan, because he’s an actor and he’s handsome – and he gave us free tea…

At dinner I asked for a beer but Konya doesn’t serve or sell any kind of alcohol. Not even beer. They do they have a great yoghurt drink, which you can mix with soda water. Yummy.

After the interview Zeyno and Fatih very kindly did a past life session on me, where they accessed my past lives and found something which I’d done in a previous life that was still impacting on me – detrimentally – in this current life.

I won’t go into details, because it’s very personal, but I was a bad boy some 350 years ago. A very bad boy. And I’ve been paying for it ever since. And harbouring a lot of guilt.

Together Zeyno and Fatih determined what I’d done, and why I’d done it, and they placed it before me so that I could see it, feel it, taste it, touch it, and then apologise for it. And then they released me from the guilt.

Strangely, while this was happening I felt a sudden exhaustion, and then hot flushes running up the right side of my body, right up to my neck.

It was very odd.

The whole session took about half an hour, and at the end of it I was yawning with tiredness – which they said was only me releasing energies. I have to admit it was fascinating, and I felt much lighter after it was over – like something oppressive that had been weighing me down for a long long time had been lifted.

Zeyno and Fatih can do these sessions via Skype, so if you’re interested in finding out what past life karma you’re still holding, then get in touch with me, and I will put you in touch with them. You might think it’s Weird and Whacky, but it works.

We then said our goodbyes to Zeyno and Fatih, with the possibility that we’ll meet up again later in the year in the US in Sedona – another spiritual power point.

Jennifer and I now have two days in Konya before we make our way home. We’re spending those days relaxing, preparing for the long flight, and taking stock of what we’ve learned, and what we’ve shot here in Turkey.

I haven’t really understood Islam up till now. And I don’t profess to be an instant expert by any means. In these few days  I’ve only glimpsed what Islam has to offer.

Sufism interprets the Islamic teachings in a softer more empathetic and loving form, and that’s what we’ve been dealing with in Istanbul and Konya.

I like Sufism. One of the gentlemen I spoke to, a senior Sufi, talked about being “comfortable.” Sufism makes me feel comfortable.

Here’s something which should make any sane human feel distinctly UNcomfortable –  I took this portrait of Fatih last night at the Whirling Dervish ceremony. It’s hard to believe he’s one of the gentlest souls you could meet. This can only mean one thing – that I’m a damn fine photographer.

Did I mention that one of the strong tenets of Sufism is about letting go of ego?