I’m reading two books at the moment, but the one that I’m thinking most about is Gary Zukav’s SEAT OF THE SOUL.

Readers of this blog will know that I hammer on about what Science doesn’t know. It was less than five generations ago we didn’t know that germs caused illness.

So what else don’t we know?

Science takes the view that what’s not known doesn’t exist – and when we begin to discuss such things as intuition, and the Higher Self, and the soul, by their very nature they are not possible to prove empirically, which is what rationalists require.

Here’s an interesting take on it by Gary Zukav…

“The soul is not physical, yet it is the force field of your being. The higher self is not physical, yet it is the living template of the evolved human, the fully awakened personality.

The experience of intuition cannot be explained in terms of the five senses, because it is the voice of the nonphysical world.

Therefore, it is not possible to understand your soul or your higher self or your intuition without coming to terms with the existence of nonphysical reality.

Knowing in the cognitive sense cannot produce proof of nonphysical reality any more than it can produce proof of God. Proof of nonphysical reality does not exist in the dimension that the rational mind seeks it.

Therefore, when you ask from the perspective of the five-sensory personality, “Does nonphysical reality exist?” what you really are asking is, “If I cannot prove the existence of nonphysical reality, do I decide that it is nonsensical? Do I decide that there is no answer, or do I expand myself to the level at which the answer can be given?”

When a mind asks a question that suggests a different level of truth, no matter what the question, expansion has always been the way of the scientist, the pursuer of truth.

At one time in our evolution, for example, the question was asked, “Are there forms of life that are smaller than the eye can see?” From the five-sensory perception, the answer was, “No.”

Someone did not accept that answer, and the microscope was invented.

Then the question, “Do parts of nature exist that are smaller than what can be seen through a microscope?” was asked, and, again, from the five-sensory perception the answer was, “No,” but we did not stop, and instead discovered, and developed a rich understanding of, atomic and subatomic phenomena.

As we created the tools to see, that which was once considered nonexistent became existent, but we had to expand first.

The challenge, and the task, for the advanced or expanding mind is to expand to a level at which questions that cannot be answered from within the accepted understanding of truth can be answered.

What is nonphysical reality?

Nonphysical reality is your home. You came from nonphysical reality, you will return to nonphysical reality, and the larger part of you currently resides in, and evolves in, nonphysical reality.”

In April & May of 2013, I walked the Camino de Santiago.

I decided before I left Australia that I would “dedicate” the walk to a film I wanted to make on intuition.

I knew the film would be called PGS – which stands for Personal Guidance System, which is what I believe our intuition is – a system which attempts to guide us through life.

I wanted to keep in touch with family and friends, and figured that a blog would probably be the best way to do it – given that I wanted to put my thoughts down along the way using images and words. Or words and images.

And hence this blog was born – PGS THE WAY. 

Oh yes, I decided that I would walk the Camino intuitively. And my blog was a bit unusual, in that I decided to document my inner journey rather than the outer physical journey.

And so the blog took off. Went viral, And soon I had literally thousands of followers.

I came back, confused as to why I’d done the walk. I’d had no great epiphany on arrival in Santiago. No parting of the clouds. No angelic choir. Nothing. So I had to come back and write a book to make sense of it all. I had to write a book that would enable me to complete my walk.

That book was called THE WAY, MY WAY. 

Like the blog, it took off. And coming on three years later, it’s selling more each year. It seems that it’s become required reading for those wishing to walk the Camino, or those who want to relive the experience.

This is old news for most of you, right?
You know this stuff.

Here’s what you don’t know.

Just as I dedicated the walk to my PGS film, so I dedicated the royalties of the book to the film. Investment has been, at times, spasmodic – and when we’ve needed funds I’ve dipped into the book royalty account and paid for whatever needed paying.

I made the decision from the get-go that the money earned from the book would go towards the film.

And then we got a bunch of investment and I didn’t need the royalty money anymore. And so I decided to use that money for a long walk I wish to do after the film is finished.

I want to walk from my front door, from my house in Mudgee in Central New South Wales, to Cape Finisterre. A journey of about 2500kms. 

As soon as I made that decision – to use the funds from the sale of the book to cover the cost of the walk, and not the production cost of the film – sales of the book began to slow.

For two years sales had increased month by month – sometimes they plateaued – but they’d never gone down. But as soon as I switched the use of the royalties from the film to the walk, the sales began to go down.

It was disturbing. Nothing else had changed. Only my decision to switch the use of the funds.

Sales kept going down – slowly, but inexorably. Maybe the life of the book had run its course, I thought. And yet I still kept getting terrific reviews. All five star. People were reading the book and liking it still. It’s just that the sales were diminishing.

And then yesterday Jennifer and I had our morning chat – and she told me that she had a message for me from her Higher Self, that had come to her in a dream. She told me that I had to redirect the purpose of the book’s royalties back to the film.

Lately we’ve had quite a bit of investment come in – thankfully – and so I told her that there wasn’t a financial need to do so. She said it didn’t matter. I had to promise that I would keep true to my original intention – that royalties of the book would support the film.

And so I promised.

And today sales surged.
I’m not kidding.
They surged –
– for the first time since I decided to switch the use of the funds.

This is yet another example of how weird things keep happening around this film.

Actually Caroline Myss would admonish me for saying this. I used the “weird” word in her presence when I interviewed her in Chicago late last year. She asked me, very forcefully, what’s “weird” about what’s happening? It’s not weird at all, she said.

Everything is happening as it should.

This Christmas we’re mounting a tour along the Romantic Road, in Bavaria Germany.

The Romantic Road links all the medieval story-book towns in Bavaria – towns like you’d see in a Disney movie. And in that month before Christmas, all these towns have their Christmas Markets open in the main square.

The Christmas Markets sell locally made handcrafts – Christmas decorations, nativity sets, and other wonderful Christmas stuff – plus there are markets that sell Christmas foods from the region.

With a bit of luck it might even snow during the tour too!

Jennifer and I traveled the Romantic Road in late November in 2013.
It was magical.
Here is a link to my Road Food blog at the time…
Bill’s Road Food blog – The Romantic Road

And here is a link on the road itself –
The Romantic Road – Germany

We already have definite commitments for this tour. It will include a night in the historic centre of Frankfurt, then seven nights staying in the glorious towns on the Romantic Road, and then two nights in a luxury boutique hotel in the Old Town of Munich.

The hotel is a 2 minute walk from the centre square and markets, and it’s just around the corner from the city’s most famous beer-hall. I’ve stayed in this hotel several times in the past and it’s in the best location possible – and it’s authentically Bavarian.

Let us know if you’re interested – and I’ll send you details of prices, dates, itinerary etc…
bill@gonetours.com

Steve McCurry’s photos continue to astonish me. He is extraordinary….

I’m reading a book at the moment called THE SEAT OF THE SOUL, by Gary Zukav.

It was recommended to me by my good friend Andrea Keir, who was the lady who helped Rhonda Byrne roll out THE SECRET’s global franchise.

THE SEAT OF THE SOUL has been around for a long time – in fact its 25th anniversary edition has just been published – and along with Zukav’s other notable book, THE DANCING WU LI MASTERS, is regarded as a classic of spiritual literature.

Zukav is a highly esteemed psychologist, a Harvard graduate, and so he’s no mug. He’s regarded as one of the founders of the New Age movement in psychology.

He comes to the spiritual domain with the eye of a scientist, the mind of an academic and the ethos of a mystic.

In his foreword to this 25th anniversary edition, he talks about how humanity is moving towards the next phase of its evolutionary journey – which he calls an “emerging force” that transitions us from being five-sensory individuals to multi-sensory individuals.

He says our five-sensory experience is starting to wind down, and our multi-sensory experience is beginning to emerge. He says the multi-sensory phase is not better than the five-sensory phase, it’s just more advanced, and offers greater opportunities for growth and development, and for us to avoid unnecessary difficulties in our lives.

Here is an excerpt:

Our current understanding of evolution results from the fact that we have evolved until now by exploring our physical reality with our five senses. This has allowed us to see the basic principles of the Universe in concrete ways. We see through our five senses that every action is a cause that has an effect, and that every effect has a cause. We see the results of our intentions. 

When the physical environment is seen only from the five-sensory point of view, physical survival appears to be the fundamental criterion of evolution, because no other kind of evolution is detectable. It is from this point of view that “survival of the fittest” appears to be synonymous with evolution, and physical dominance appears to characterise advanced evolution. 

When perception of the physical world is limited to the five-sensory modality, the basis of life in the physical arena becomes fear. (my underlining… 🙂 )

Power to control the environment, and those within the environment, appears to be essential. The power to control the environment, and those within it, is the power over what can be felt, smelled, tasted, heard, or seen. This type of power is external power. 

All our institutions – social, economic and political – reflect our understanding of power being external. 

The multi-sensory individual understands that there is another kind of power, that has its roots in the deepest source of our being. This is authentic power. The evolution from the five-sensory human to the multi-sensory human is the evolution to see beyond the physical reality to the larger dynamical systems of which our physical reality is only a  part. 

The multi-sensory human is able to perceive, and to appreciate, the role that our physical reality plays in a larger picture of evolution, and the dynamics by which our physical reality is created and sustained. It is in this invisible realm that the origins of our deepest values are found. This is where our authentic power lies. 

From the perspective of the five-sensory human, we are alone in a universe that is physical. From the perspective of the multi-sensory human, we are never alone, and the Universe is alive, conscious, intelligent, and compassionate.

From the perception of the five-sensory human, the physical world is an unaccountable given in which we unaccountably find ourselves  and we strive to dominate it so that we can survive.

From the perception of the multi-sensory human, the physical world is a learning environment that is created jointly by the souls that share it, and everything that occurs within it serves their learning.

The decisions that you make and the actions that you take upon Earth are the means by which you evolve. At each moment you choose the intentions that will shape your experiences and those things upon which you will focus your attention. 

These choices affect your evolutionary process. If you choose unconsciously, you will evolve unconsciously. If you choose consciously, you will evolve consciously. 

The fearful violent emotions that have come to characterise human existence can be experienced only by personality. Only the personality can feel anger, fear, hatred, vengeance, sorrow, shame, cynicism, indifference, loneliness. 

The personality can also be loving, compassionate, and wise in its relations with others, but love, compassion and wisdom do not come from the personality. They are experiences of the soul. 

A personality that is limited to the perception of the five senses is not aware of the soul, and therefore cannot recognise the influences of the soul. As a personality becomes multi-sensory, its intuitions – its hunches and subtle feelings – become important to it.

When the personality comes to fully serve the energy of its soul, that is authentic empowerment. This is the goal of the evolutionary process in which we are involved, and the reason for our being.

I don’t know about you, but I find this absolutely fascinating.
And beautifully articulated.

I’ll post more in the coming days. There’s a whole chapter on intuition that’s fabulous. Thank you Andrea for hooking into my guidance system, and leading me to this wonderful book…

I rarely put up YouTube videos on this site – but if you’re interested in the age-old debate between spirituality and science, as I am, then this is really worth watching.

In the left corner is Deepak Chopra, fighting for Spirituality – and in the right corner is Richard Dawkins fighting for Science.

It gets ugly…

We’re starting to lock down our tours for the first part of this year –

The Camino Portuguese tour in May is now fully booked.

That’s closed.
We can’t take any more for that one.

The Irish tour still has some places available.

To refresh your memory, it’s a glorious walking / sightseeing tour of the west coast of Ireland, called The Wild Atlantic Way tour.

It’s in April, for two weeks.

The tour will include walks around various west coast “rings,” following ancient Celtic pathways – and will also include a breathtaking walk along the Cliffs of Moher, and  a trip out to the Aran Islands.

If you don’t wish to walk we’ll have transport so you can just make it a sightseeing tour.

It promises to be a truly magnificent tour.
Dates, costs, itinerary are on this link…

Wild Atlantic Way tour info – 

Please let me know if you’re interested.
We need to lock this down very soon.

bill@gonetours.com

Here is the third and last part of Jenny’s guest post on her time as a First Aid nurse on the Camino this past year. She’s left the best for last – Blood Poisoning.

Jenny – it’s been a pleasure and a privilege to host these posts here. Personally, I’ve found them fascinating, as have a lot of others who visit this blog. And I’ve also learned things too. As you know, I also had a bad Compeed experience and would never ever use it again. It nearly derailed my Camino. So thank you for posting here on PGS The Way. You are a wonderful story-teller.

Now, here is Jenny’s final instalment.
Keep your hurl buckets handy…

Blood Poisoning
Jenny Heesh

When we saw Jane at Los Arcos, she had begun walking with Kerstin, a Swedish pilgrim.  Jane had recovered well from her blisters, sore knees and the cold – she was really getting into her stride with the Camino – loving every minute of every day. 

Kerstin was also going very, very well.  When we said goodbye I told Jane that I felt we would see each other again.  She was skeptical as the legend is that, on the Camino, you only meet the same people twice, and we had seen each other twice.

However, we DID meet up with Jane again, just outside Rabe, a couple of weeks later.  By then we had moved over to the town of Castrojeriz, another spot where pilgrims often sustain injuries. 

It was one of those extraordinary Camino coincidences – we were driving out to the main road from the town of Rabe when I thought I saw Jane.  I told David, who asked me if I wanted to turn around and go back to where she was, to make sure. 

I debated whether or not we should turn back as we were heading to Burgos on another first aid mission involving the purchase of large quantities of cat food for a feline family we had “adopted” at the campsite (which is a story for another time!). 

We did turn back – it was just as well we did – Jane was with Kerstin, who was quite ill.  Kerstin was feeling dizzy and had put it down to lack of water or the heat. She then said she had a blister problem.

The moment David looked at the blister he knew she had to go to hospital. We bundled Jane and Kerstin into the car with us and set off to find a hospital, which we eventually found in a small town about 35 kilometres away.

This is what had us bundle Kerstin (and Jane) into the car in search of a doctor :

Kerstin’s problem began when she put a Compeed patch onto a heel blister. The blister had grown over the days of walking until it burst and forced an edge of the Compeed patch open. Dirt got in and it became infected.  

When we saw her she had blood poisoning – her ankle had already started to swell. The doctor in the Casualty Department of the hospital cleaned and treated the wound, gave her an antibiotic injection and horse-pill sized antibiotics and told her that her Camino was over, she had to go home.

The doctor then took David aside and said we had to keep an eye on her overnight and that if her condition deteriorated we must take her immediately to the Emergency Department in the large regional hospital in Burgos – she was really concerned for her. We did keep a close eye on Kerstin and thankfully, her condition improved overnight.

The next afternoon we drove her to Pamplona, a distance of around 250 kms, and put her on a train to Paris, so she could make her way home to Sweden.

As we were driving Kerstin to Pamplona, we decided to pack up the caravan at Castrojeriz and return to Puente la Reina and Albergue Santiago Apostol.

We had a few nights back at the albergue carrying out first aid.  It was the third week of September – the pilgrim numbers had begun to decline and as a result the need for first aid help was not as great, so we decided it was time for our first aid mission to end. 

To finish –

Roni successfully completed her camino and is currently working on her dissertation.

Mike successfully completed his camino and is currently writing an account of his experiences as a bike pilgrim, which he intends to share with members of the Camino Forum.

Kerstin’s foot is now completely healed.  It was six weeks before she was able to walk on it normally.

For me, it was an extraordinary privilege to be able to share the first aid role with David.  Every moment, from start to finish, was wonderful.

The first aid camino was a time of caring for others, of sharing and of laughter, and of nurturing and building upon an already strong friendship.  My Camino and first aid knowledge has increased exponentially because of this experience.  I am so very grateful that David gave me the opportunity to share in the valuable work he does each year.  It was a very, very special time – thank you so very much David.

David had found on his previous first aid missions that the first aid wasn’t just about treating blisters and putting dressings on – many pilgrims were suffering internally.  I found this to be so in helping him – many apparently confident pilgrims burst into tears when we started helping them. 

Spending time talking with pilgrims, hearing their stories and providing empathy and understanding was one of the most rewarding aspects of the work.

The help, as David says, is “all about love”.  For me it WAS “all about love” – for pilgrims, for my dear friend and of course, ultimately for the Camino.

 photo courtesy of Cee Jacques

I’ve been reading social media these past few days, as we transition from last year to this year – and I’ve been surprised at how many people have effectively said:

Good Riddance 2015

I’ve been surprised that a number of so called spiritual people have said things to this effect.

I refuse to see the past in any kind of negative way, even though some awful things might have happened.

What’s happened in the past, whether in the past year or earlier, has brought me to who I am, what I am, where I am, right now.

And I’m grateful for that.

If I hated the past, I would hate who I am right now –

And I don’t.

Because if I hate who I am right now, how can I see the future with any sense of hope, optimism, or love?

There is of course a belief amongst many that we should “live in the now,” and on one level I see merit in that. But I believe that the two dynamic forces that drive the human spirit are love and hope.

Take either away and we crumple.

To have hope, you have to look forward. It’s intrinsic to hope. And to look forward with hope you have to be at peace with the past.

You have to accept it, embrace it, honour it.

And not judge it in any kind of negative way.

Because it has made you who you are right now, stepping into the New Year…

Mt. Everest

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Jenny Heesh yesterday posted her first part of her account of her time on the Camino administering first aid to pilgrims.

Here is the 2nd of the three part series, entitled Blisters. 

For those interested in walking the Camino, or for anyone who wants to walk long distances, there is some very handy information in this post.

PART II – BLISTERS
Jenny Heesh

The day after Mike’s departure David and I began the first aid work in earnest.

Our first stop was at Puente la Reina at Albergue Santiago Apostol.  It is a large albergue – with dormitory accommodation, smaller rooms for those wishing to minimise the sounds of the “snorechestra”, a restaurant, bar, laundry and a pool.

It also has a powered campsite for caravans and motor homes, plus an area for tents.

We had our own albergue on wheels – a two-berth caravan with kitchen and bathroom facilities – which meant we could be self-sufficient wherever we were.

We stayed at Puente la Reina for several days and gradually got into a routine of providing first aid at the albergue from late afternoon and into the evening.  We met many injured pilgrims there – it was a great stop for first aid, being a few days’ walk from St Jean, the starting point of the Camino for many pilgrims, and people were beginning to experience problems.

The first night at the albergue we worked for over four hours straight, treating blisters and handing out first aid supplies.

During the evening we treated an Australian pilgrim, Jane, who had a “trifecta” of first aid problems.  She had blistered feet, sore knees and a bad cold.  David treated the blisters, gave her anti-inflammatory gel for the knees and Olbas oil for her blocked airways.

We met up with Jane again in Los Arcos two days later and she was to become instrumental in the help we gave to a Swedish pilgrim, Kerstin, a couple of weeks later.

During the day we walked into the centre of town and would chat with pilgrims as they passed through.  Often David would open the first aid pack and give out supplies such as band aids etc.  We also drove out to various villages on the Camino in the area to help anyone who needed it.

We found a lot of the problems that pilgrims had could have been prevented.  We saw dozens of pilgrims with blisters which had formed from wearing the wrong sized boots, badly fitting boots, or simply not treating a hot spot as soon as it formed.

Boots were often laced too tightly.  David rearranged the lacing on many pairs of boots – loosening the front section of the laces, with his fist stuffed inside the boot to spread it out, from the front to the third eyelets and then tying a half knot at those eyelets, and finally loosely lacing up the rest of the boot.

He showed pilgrims how to put the boots on correctly.  He told them to kick the heel right back into the boot, tie up firmly so that the rear of the boot is held firmly with the foot, and, with the half knots at those mid eyelets, the front of the boot never tightens up but stays more open, allowing the toes to move freely.

We also found that many pilgrims would lace their boots up tight in the morning and leave them untouched until they finished walking at the end of the day, ignoring the increasing pain – some did not even know that their feet became larger during the day.

David recommended stopping at least every two hours, to take the boots and socks off and have a break, to put their feet up, then put the socks back on alternate feet (so that seam pressure points are moved) – for many this was the end of their daily discomfort or pain.

David always treated the blisters by draining them.  The blisters become larger if they’re not drained.  Firstly, he made sure the foot was clean, after which he used a disposable scalpel to make two tiny V-shaped cuts which allowed the blister to drain completely.

He would then spray antiseptic to get into all the crevices and inside the cut sections, and then covered the blister with fabric plasters.  These adhered much better than waterproof plasters and also allowed the skin to breathe.

The treatment worked really well – almost instant pain relief for most pilgrims he treated.  We also gave pilgrims a supply of plasters to keep them going until they could get to a pharmacy.

We saw many pilgrims with knee problems and shin splints.  The only sure cure for this problem is to stop walking which obviously was not an acceptable option for most pilgrims.  These problems were difficult to treat – all we could do is recommend the RICE method – rest, ice, compression and elevation.

David gave out sample-sized quantities of anti-inflammatory gel and showed pilgrims how to massage the ligaments and tendons gently but deeply to help with pain relief and recovery.  We never handed out pills of any kind – we would always recommend that the pilgrim consulted a pharmacist for oral medications.

We showed pilgrims how to walk with half-length steps, to minimize joint and muscle strain, standing as if they weren’t carrying a backpack and they felt better instantly.  We also stressed the importance of walking at their own pace – not that of their friends, and not to overdo the daily distances – and to use a hiking pole or staff for stability.