Energies Of War

For people who do not believe that everything is energy and that energies influence our behaviour and our life: You better stop reading this blog here. Because that’s what it is all about. 
 
The last three days in South Tyrol have been very demanding. Every day, either one of us felt that his or her needs were not fulfilled. First, I wanted to sightsee Meran (finally!), only to find out that the rest of the family did not share my enthusiasm. So we left after three hours. I was disappointed. Then, we came to the lovely Pragser Lake where Marian wanted to climb what seemed to be (well, it WAS) a steep, wet scree slope, so I was not excited. Marian was disappointed. The next day, Lou threw a tantrum because she felt we had chosen the worst place ever for her to climb – after we had patiently belayed both children for more than four hours. We were disappointed.
 
Every time, we ended up in a conflict. Every day, our mood turned bad even after a good start into the day. The atmosphere felt heavy, we felt heavy. Things did not go as smoothly as usual. We somehow felt that the surroundings were hostile. Yesterday evening, I felt so exhausted of calibrating the moods of all family members that I broke down into a sobbing mess when we did not find a nice place to put our mobile home for the night. It was a disaster.
 
Today, I woke up knowing what it was: It had to do with war - THE war! Although I had not spent a thought on it before, I all of a sudden was sure that we were in a place where war once raged in the past. We felt war energies! I got up at four in the morning to read all about World War One. And sure enough: We were placed near the „Drei Zinnen“, exactly where the front line of the horrid „Gebirgskriege“ lead through a hundred years ago. It was a sad, desperate and deadly place to be. Hundreds of thousands of men died there. And despite the fact that the Dolomites are a wonderful, highly frequented hiking region, it still carries these energies. They want to be healed. My own issues with war wanted to be looked at and be healed, too. It is no coincidence that we drove right there into the middle of it. Life always brings you where you need to be.
 
This morning, we left Northern Italy and drove to a nice camping place near Villach in Southern Austria. The conflicts are gone, the heaviness is gone. We feel light again.