Diabel and Two Diabelas
Thinking back to my trip to Budapest after Tyhani Art Camp with Diabel, I would like to recall lessons learned and the time I was in a situation with Diabel and he truly was the incarnation of a Devil. He is a trickey little bugger and did nothing wrong—everything was according to our agreement. The deal was that when at Art Camps together we are together, and when out we are free to do whatever we want with whomever.
Technically Avril and Marley were fare game, and silly me, I was the one that planted the idea we all could have some fun together just to see his reaction—and he was all for it. Even during our making love session he asked if we could invite the other two to join in, since I had mentioned that maybe we could. I told him I was just teasing and did not mean it… he said ok. He was very disappointed, and on the last day of our stay at the hotel, as I was packing, he had a threesom.
I only realized afterward what had happened. He went to get breakfast but was gone for an hour, and when he returned he brought back the same thing he had the day before from the same store, along with a story about meeting a friend. The synchronicity revealed itself when Avril came into the kitchen in sexy pj’s, with this look in her eyes as if she wanted to say goodbye to Diabel.
After a while Avril’s image kept haunting me, and I was wondering what she wanted, but now I know—she felt guilty. We had a wonderful evening together the night Diabel met up with Kata, and I was so disappointed that he left me alone on my first night in Budapest. I told Avril and Marley all about it. We actually bonded.
That night was also when I first opened the windows of our hotel room and saw the two devil sculptures on the building across the street. Later, that same night, I met Avril and Marley for the first time, while Diabel was off with Kata. Only today do I realize the synchronicity—the two devils on the building, and the two lovers. It all just clicked.
Lesson learned: when synchronicities and warning signs appear, they are not random—they are messages. I saw the two devils on the building and felt the strange energy, but I chose to ignore it. I brushed away the discomfort and convinced myself everything was fine, even though deep down I knew otherwise. The truth is, when I don’t listen to the signs, I end up hurt and disappointed. The universe was whispering, and I silenced it. Now I know better.
