They gave me the visa, and I went to Sweden. It was a retreat with IofC people on Gotland, near Visby. I finally enjoyed my long-desired Scandinavia. And once I lay on the ground. I was alone in the field, and I was very scared to lie down, I don’t know why! I made myself lie down on the ground, and listen to the ground. The grass was cut, and it felt as if I was lying on somebody’s shaved head. Very strange. Cold and moist a bit. I think I was scared of the enormous energy that was coming from the earth. I hoped it would give me strength, and hoped it would tell me who I am. But it gave me more questions than answers.