My similar post yesterday is for those who like to travel and want to visit really good places for an active holiday. Instead of a noisy festival scene like the 'Sziget", I was in a quiet, relaxing place for 4 days where I was in close contact with all 4 elements.
Although I am not a naturopath, I know instinctively what is good for me, or more precisely for unity of my body-mind-spirit-consciousness.
Of all the elements, I first experienced fire in the scorching heat, then the earth beneath my feet, which at first was not pleasant for my shoe-used feet. But then came the strong wind, at first very hot and desert-like, followed by torrential rain. Here all the elements mixed together, and the fire element retreated into our bodies.
Every morning I would walk around the area and admire the landscape in front of me. Although it is close to the town of Dorog, its impact was not felt here because the Astro Park is surrounded by forests.
A sheltered little nook, protected from the northeast by the high cliffs of the Pilis Mountains.
I once studied Feng Shui, and I remember that one side of the best place to live (usually the north) is always protected by a mountain, and there is water nearby, at least in the form of a spring or wetland.
And the good energy (CHI) flows in a cascade around the objects.
It is vital for our health to surround ourselves with natural substances and living things.
This includes shapes that are never angular or sharp.
Urban blockhouses are very unhealthy because of their square shape and materials like concrete and steel. Why do I feel tired at home in my block of flats? Why do I have to drink buckets of coffee? In Astropark I didn't have to, because from the second night onwards we slept in the yurt with at least 10 of us because of the heavy rain.
When my sandals were completely soaked, I decided to take them off and walk barefoot on the grass, pebbles and puddles. I wasn't cold at all, even though the temperature dropped from 40 to below 20 degrees in a couple of hours.
I remember when I was a kid, I used to do the same thing when it rained, and my worried mum and grandma would always tell me to get dressed because I was going to be sick. Unfortunately, I did get sick, not because I was barefoot in the wet grass, but because I had been planted with the idea that I was going to be sick!
Most people are scared of the rain, but I get excited and dance for joy! Rain, especially after a summer heatwave, is not a curse but a blessing. Of course, many city dwellers, and especially those who spend their summer holidays at our lakes (Lake Balaton!), don't understand this. They experience it as a tragedy that they cannot bathe or sunbathe. I don't deny that 20 years ago even I was of the same mindset. And I caught cold many times!
Lying in the yurt at night, I could hear the gentle sound of the quiet rain, while the fresh breeze blew through the reed fabric that formed the side wall. I undressed under my sleeping bag because I was still a little warm. Many others required even more blankets. If I had been alone, I probably wouldn't have even pulled the sleeping bag on me.
On Saturday and Sunday morning, the mountain towering above us was shrouded in fog.
This sight is like in a fairy tale: mysterious, mysterious, and contains some primal power. The vapor moves quickly and condenses into various shapes. This wonderful sight has a healing effect in itself. The same phenomenon in the city is just a sad, depressing greyness.
To be continued!