An Unexpected Journey

Metaphysics, Spiritual, Synchronicity, , 35 Comments

 

I’ve had an interesting day. Interesting to me anyway.

First of all I walked into Reigate and perusing the front covers of today’s papers, this jumped out from the front page of the Surrey Mirror.

‘It’s a tall order but will you be able to navigate the sunflower maze ?’

 

 

A few hours later, I was talking to a friend about the beautiful Windmill around the corner from here on Wray Common which recently has been given a face lift and paint job.

 

 

And she mentioned there was also another Windmill in Reigate which I didn’t know about, at Reigate Heath Golf Club which also had a church connected to it. And that the Golf Club welcomed visitors to the Windmill. And as soon as she said a Windmill and a Church before I knew it I was gone on ‘An Unexpected Journey’.

Reigate Heath Golf Club is situated on Reigate Heath which is a large area of relatively natural woodland.

On my trip to the Windmill I passed a few places which spoke.

Wallfield Park which was gated and locked and looked as if it needed a PIN number to enter.

 

 

 

And The Heath Church which is dedicated to Mary Magdalene.

 

 

Also I passed Bonnys Road.

 

 

And The White House.

 

 

Eventually I reached Reigate Heath Golf Club. & Windmill.

 

 

 

The 18th Hole.

 

 

I’ve never been very comfortable at Golf Clubs and Tennis clubs and the like so I had to pluck up a bit of courage to enter the Golf Club. I made my way to the bar and asked the man in charge whether it was OK for me to have a look at the Windmill.

With this he passed me a key and I asked what it was for. He replied that it was for the Church and said ‘Thats why you’ve come isn’t it ?’ He further explained that the church is inside the Windmill with the comment ‘The Windmill is the Church’. And so off I toodled.

The Windmill and Church are fxxking cool. According to Wikipedia, it is only the consecrated church in the world within a Windmill. Click ‘Wiki : Reigate Heath Windmill’.

Firstly I had a look at the exterior of the Windmill.

 

 

 

 

After finishing with this, I unlocked the padlock and entered the the Windmill Church. Its official title is St Cross Chapel.

 

 

All Are Welcome.

This Church is part of the parish of St Mary Magdalene.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And some interesting pictures on the walls.

 

 

 

 

After about three quarters of an hour, I left the Church and returned the key to the golf club in a slight daze. The man asked ‘Did you like it ?’ and I replied ‘Awesome ! Thank you’.

The Windmill is the Church. That’s what the Man said.

 

 

 

Have we got the Universe the wrong way round ? Most probably in my view.

 

 

‘An Unexpected Journey’ to the Windmill Church is further proof for me that our internal reality and external reality are totally connected and probably that it is our internal mind that creates the reality we experience. And that places we visit like the Windmill Church, in this case, are a reflection of internal consciousness. Maybe everything is.

“If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound” ?

 

35 thoughts on “An Unexpected Journey”

    1. Elena

      🙂

      Expanding it a bit further – Will Mind / Mind Will.

      And Windy. Trump wants to nuke hurricanes. He doesn’t like Stormy much anymore.

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      2. Will – Mill. I’m suddenly obsessed by the mirror image of M and W.

        Will power?
        Windmills generate power.
        Power is powerful.
        The first time I rode a horse I understood power and how difficult it can be to manage. The trick I was told, is to be one with the horse. 🙂

        And to beat my Sky God aka Trump drum again. Power which belongs to US, but which we traded away for a false sense of security and now must find a way to reclaim.

        Steve Jobs mirror images, In black and white. Cool. ☯ 😎

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          1. Frank

            Thinking about the imagery of the earth.

            The glowing ‘core’ at the center, covered by layer upon layer of crust. Like barriers to protect or to isolate the core.
            And there is an old article at Live Science which says the core should not be there.

            In a nuclear meltdown, the ‘core’ is uncovered, exposed. 😎

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  3. That was a lovely journey.
    –
    So bizarre about Jobs. I just thought the same thing yesterday after his quote arrived on the wind. In it he said things like “whether it’s a $30 watch or a $3000 watch, it still tells the same time.”
    –
    Trump said shit about windmills this week. He wants, he wants, he wants. In the nether lands, the word for want is wil.

    And since the MM church was attached to a Gulf Course:

    Speaking of Gulf, Dorian’s coming in on the wind.

    http://138.68.160.21/images/upload/blog/1745/1745_DGweb.jpg

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      1. “Mary Anne Trump (née MacLeod, Scottish Gaelic: Màiri Anna NicLeòid; May 10, 1912 – August 7, 2000) was the mother of Donald Trump, the 45th president of the United States, and the wife of real estate developer Fred Trump. Born in the Outer Hebrides of Scotland, she emigrated to the United States in 1930 and became a naturalized citizen in 1942.”

        https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Anne_MacLeod_Trump

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            1. When the lights go low.

              More Underground news.

              DARPA is desperately seeking underground facilities by 30th August.

              DARPA hopes to host research and experimentation.

              https://mobile.twitter.com/DARPA/status/1166736441424175107/photo/2

              ‘The ideal space would be a human-made underground environment spanning several city blocks w/ complex layout & multiple stories, including atriums, tunnels & stairwells.

              Spaces that are currently closed off from pedestrians or can be temporarily used for testing are of interest.’

              https://meroveushome.files.wordpress.com/2019/08/fish-e1566579994587.jpg

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      2. “Church teaching[1][2][3] places the origin of the Eucharist in the Last Supper of Jesus with his disciples, at which he is believed to have taken bread and given it to his disciples, telling them to eat of it, because it was his body, and to have taken a cup and given it to his disciples, telling them to drink of it because it was the cup of the covenant in his blood.[4]“

        https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:%C3%9Altima_Cena_-_Juan_de_Juanes.jpg

        https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Origin_of_the_Eucharist

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      1. The root of Parliament is Oral.

        Parliament (n.) :

        c. 1300, “consultation; formal conference, assembly,” from Old French parlement (11c.), originally “a speaking, talk,” from parler “to speak” (see parley (n.)); spelling altered c. 1400 to conform with Medieval Latin parliamentum.

        https://www.etymonline.com/word/parliament

        Spacehopper took off from Boca Chica, Texas.

        Boca translates as mouth. Chica can mean either small or girl.

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