Let me start featuring my Turkey solo journey posts not based on chronology of events. Instead, let me commence by featuring one of the holiest spot in Turkey for the Christian Catholics like me.
I have been to the holy house of Mother Mary.
When the tour guide of the tour group I joined announced that the first site to be visited was the Holy House of Mother Mary, I got a bit worried. I became so nervous and anxious because the guards of this pilgrimage site may see my invisible wicked horns and would not allow me in. Hahaha!
Anyway, the time of my specific visit to the House of Mother Mary according to our Tour Guide was something bizarre. According to him, this Catholic pilgrimage site is often visited by hordes of tourists and pilgrims. But on the particular instance that we visited, only me and my tour mates (a Singaporean couple, a Vienna-based Korean solo traveler and a Chilean lady physicist) were the only people at the site.
The Tour Guide who can’t seem to fathom that there was no people around justified that we must be some very special visitors of the house. He mentioned that this must be some sort of a gift from the heavens so that our group would be able to deeply marvel and appreciate the beauty and sacredness of the holy site.
Except for the Chilean lady physicist everyone in the group were non-practicing Christians. But I was the only Catholic and was the only one who took the rare opportunity of lighting a candle and writing a note and tied it along with the bunch of other written wishes and prayer intentions on the humongous wall of notes.
When we left, the Tour Guide asked the group if someone wrote on a piece of paper and tied it on the wall of notes. The Vienna-based Korean pointed at me. The Tour Guide then told me not to divulge to the group the wish and prayer intentions that I have written on my note so that its realization would not be spoiled. I then zipped my mouth and kept quiet.
But let me reveal what I have written.
I actually did not wrote any request or any appeal. I simply wrote a thank you note gor I consider my Turkey journey a gift from the heavens. I did not wrote any desired intentions anymore because my being at the House of Mary and in Turkey (for that matter) is already a realization of a ginormous wish.