Well, it is dangerous to skip a day, because I forget what happened. But, here, I'll try. First we went to the Pantheon. The building i self is designed totally with sacred geometry, so the feeling is just wonderfully expansive and full of Light. Kathryn, who learned how to design and draw yantras, saw copies of the architectural drawings on display, and said that the architect (Soufflot) began his drawings in the same way one starts a yantra. It is the tomb of many great thinkers (Rousseau,Voltaire) and military heroes. It also held the remains of a great hero of the French Resistance, Jean Moulin, and of course, for me this was the most important part of the visit. I found myself crying quite a bit and there was a deep healing. It was pretty intense in France in WWII, everywhere, of course.
Then we had our usual epic  search for a place we wanted to eat, and explored the fascinating history of Paris (starting with the original Celtic settlers, the Parisi) in the crypt underneath Notre Dame. Kathryn and I then visited the Luxembourg Gardens, and got particularly hung up in the sculptures of the French queens. Feminine spiritual leadership seems to be an ongoing theme of the trip. In fact the whole journey is more about what's going on beneath the surface, than the external glories of Paris, which are many.
Finally, if you know me well, you may not believe the next part. A friend of Coral's invited all three of us out for a more typical French Saturday night. We started at the Deux Magot. Now very chic and expensive, it was once the more humble hangout of Hemingway & company. He ordered some very good champagne, and yes, I had 2 glasses. It was great. Then, laughing quite a lot we went to a cave-like place near Les Halles for some live music, being produced/mixed by a friend of his. It was a great band. They played, yes, Eric Clapton, Jimmy Hendrix, the Beatles, Stevie Wonder. We had more wine (really), some food and danced and danced. Most of the people there were about 24-25, which made it even more fun. A great evening and I slept really well when I got home.
Today, we spent a lot of time in the Luxembourg Gardens again, hanging out with the queens of
France. A spiritually fascinating day with detail to be shared at some future time, lest you think I have gone mad.  

Today was Chartres day and it was full of gifts as always. Just the town itself is so peaceful and charming. The gifts of the cathedral today were much to do with experiencing the process of manifestation, from Source to Light to form and back again. It is a bit difficult to describe but the knowledge and the grounds for experiencing it are all there in the windows, the labyrinth, the sacred geometry of the building itself, the sculptures. . .It's as if the builders and artists inserted the most profound cosmic knowledge in as many forms and layers as they could.
At the labyrinth center, I was moved to experience the messages of the 4 directions this time. East was all Source and Light. When I turned to the west, I experienced the "condensation" into density of coming into physical form. It was very clear, yet a feeling and a vision. Other windows were about assisting the new Light and energy that is trying to show up here in our physical world and assist transformation. Coral,Kathryn and I all hung out with that process for awhile. I felt like I was nothing but a portal.
Then, to balance things out of course, we ate and went shopping.  
Sending love. . .

Today, my dear and gifted friend Kathryn Alders arrived from Fairfield and will be with me here and in the south/Languedoc region until Oct. 15. We are so much on the same frequency and continuously had the same inner experiences. We went to Notre Dame and sat with my favorite image of Mary, the same one I connected deeply with last year. Mary was so present, the statue so alive with her presence. Kathryn and I both experienced such a deep and ancient intimacy with her and we got a highly similar sense of why we are in France. I feel like we are a team. It is all very beautiful and everything needs to happen in great joy.
In the morning I went to the D'Orsay, the Impressionist museum. How I love getting up close and personal with the paintings so I can see/feel every brush stroke. Van Gogh and Monet both got that the world of form was all really energy and Light. The forms in their paintings are just barely holding themselves together. They are so on the edge of formlessness/energy/Light.
Boy oh boy, do I wanna paint!

Bonjour!
Today, Coral & and I went to Giverny, which continues to be my version of heaven, not just Monet's gardens, but the whole town. So exquisite. River, streams, mountains. Lush foliage and of course the flowers. So gorgeous and varied, brilliant colors and subtle. What painters the gardeners are! And so good to get out of the city.I love Paris but it is very warm and so much traffic everywhere. I took a zillion photos.  If anyone knows how I can download them (they are on my ipad) please send instructions. It doesn't work like a computer, alas.
I will probably go back to Giverny, I just can't get enough of all those colors and forms and all that green.

Paris

Arrived Friday morning on just 40 minutes of sleep, but got a boost from somewhere and walked and walked until almost 10 at night. Walked along the river and explored our neighborhood (down the street from the Sorbonne and other colleges/universities, so full of the liveliness of students). So perfect to be here, to see the Seine. It feels totally familiar now, like I have been here forever. We even went up to Montmartre to see Sacre Coeur. My perfect place to greet Paris and France. Then wandered around the art/tourist area behind the church. But how I love Sacre Coeur. It is a center of life for me, even when swarming with tourists.  Yesterday we visited the ever serene Parc Monceau, so lush and soft with autumn, as opposed to the brilliance of spring I witnessed last time. Then wandered for hours through Bois de Bologne, thick with trees and undergrowth and a few autumn gardens. It has been warm (even hot) and sunny, so the Parisians are out in droves, even sun bathing along the Seine.
My sister Lois and my brother-in-law Pat were in Paris today, a fabulous crossing of paths. We explored the Marais, visited Notre Dames (gotta do at least one church a day) and then walked forever along the Seine  to the boat ride, which was wonder-full as always. What a beautiful, magical city. Beauty hidden in so many nooks  and corners and in grandiose style as well. A proud people. Everyone is exceeding friendly. Don't know where they got the reputation for grumpy.  
I'm trying to figure how to attach pictures using the ipad. . .otherwise, photo may have to go on Facebook.
Love to all of you.  

It looked gloomy in the AM, so I decided to stayin Paris and I am so glad I did. . .the sun came out for my last day here. Went to a Monet museum on the west side of Paris (Marmottan). In addition to the privilege of hanging out with Monet's work and a special exhibit of Berthe Morrisot, I discovered yet one more glorious, park-filled neighborhood. And a perfect day for soaking up the green world before me, lush with flowers and my special friends the giant chestnut trees. Checked out the Arch de Triomphe (very briefly) and strolled down Ave. Hoche, another of those delighful, posh residential streets with dignified buildings, huge windows and trees and gardens. Revisited the glorious Parc Monceau, then a brief run downtown. Home for a bowl of soup and off to Montmartre and Sacre Coeur. I finall explored the area behind the church famous for street painters (they were out in full with the spring evening). The village of Montmartre is particularly lovely with spectacular views, steeply winding cobblestoned streets and old apartment buildings with their attention to sculpural detail, grillwork and window gardens. It's a magial area. . .and jam packed with tourists and French people on this glorious soft evening. Then to the church itself to offer thanks for this journey and outside to the spectaular view of Paris. Good night moon. Goonight Paris.
A very long travel day tomorrow. . .   

I am running out of tourist steam and feel quite complete about this visit. Tho, somewhere inside I feel like I have been missing Paris all my life and will miss her when I leave. It's been so great to have an apartment. I have a real sense of living here and belonging to a neighborhood. Wandered loosely today, first to an outdoor market area near the University of Paris. Mostly fabulous food: those yummy fresh (unpasteurized) cheeses, fresh breads (new addiction-baguettes, warm and straight from the oven), and lots of lovely fruits and vegetables. Also lots of supposedly inexpensive (but nor really) clothing stores, and a wonderful mix of students and shopkeepers, both farmers and sophisticated gourmet types. Paris has so many alive neighbooods like this. Then I walked and got lost as usual and took the first metro I could find up to an extreme opposite neighborhood. . .upscale shopping. There I visited Galleries Lafayette, which has to be the world's most gigantic department store featuring everything from Prada types to more middle class offerings. . .and lots of good food. Ate lunch at their cafeteria on the 5th floor looking out the window at the ornate upper levels of the Paris Opera. Then down to the river and Notre Dame to say goodbye and a lovely long walk along the quay. Home early. Giverny tomorrow probably. Back to the U.S. on Friday.