Djurdjevic - Personal Photos

Travel along Spine of Europe: Clearing European Continental Chakras of Constantine's and Other Warrior Energies

VENICE, Italy, Oct 6 - After two frenetic days of long distance driving and emotional ceremonies, Thursday, Oct 6, felt like a day of relative respite in our itinerary. Still, we managed to cover 180 miles by car in over four hours driving from Pula to Venice, and then spent several hours sailing and walking all over the city of San Marco, San Giorgio and the gondolas. What was once one of the powerhouses of the Mediterranean is now a museum on water. And a tourist trap.

After a nice breakfast at our Pula hotel, we went for a stroll around the city's harbor area, waiting for the Arena to open so we can go inside. The Adriatic sea was so calm that it looked like a mirror...

That's when something happened whose significance did not become apparent to me until two days later, on a flight from Belgrade to Athens. As we walked around the church you can see in above pictures toward the nearby Temple of the Augustus, Elizabeth tripped and fell. As I was holding her hand, I was able to soften her fall somewhat. But she still hit the stone pavement hard enough to earn a bruise on her hip.

So what was that about? Here's what came to me on that flight from Belgrade to Athens:

Now, changing the scene from 326AD to Oct 6, 2011 in Pula. Elizabeth and I went for a morning walk along the riva. Just as we were approaching a Roman temple (which later I found out was the Temple of the Augustus [Imperial Temple] - below right), Elizabeth stumbled and fell. Fortunately, we were holding hands. So I was able to soften her fall. Still, since it was a stone pavement, she hit her hip pretty hard.

When she told me on the plane today that her hip was hurting, I suddenly had an intuition that that's where she, as Fausta, told me about Crispus' alleged adulterous approach to her. Meaning this conversation happened in Pula, and possibly at that temple. (Crispus was executed in Pula shortly after that). So she was also paying her karmic debt with that fall and the bruise (she had never fallen before like that that I know of!). And because I had already cleared my karma for having her put to death in Trier two months later (in late July 326AD) in a ceremony at the Imperial Baths there (which we have on film), I was now acting as her supporter, holding her hand to prevent a more serious injury.

Actually, Elizabeth never told me about her bruise until much later. So unfazed, we walked on to the nearby park which was full of Roman antiquities, just lying around like an open-air museum. Then we walked back to the Arena. Check out our Pula photos...

PULA Photo Album (Oct 6)