“Be Still! And Know, I AM.”

I’ve been reflecting a lot about the inherent need for us humans to connect intentionally, with reverence, to share space together. Whether it’s a singing circle, or music night or yoga class; What is it that draws people to come together, to observe their connection to the infinite, amongst others?

Coming together in sacred space, was always done by the indigenous peoples; intricately woven into all aspects of daily life. Alongside the moments of quiet reflection alone, there is something about the collective/ communal space that invites another aspect of our being to come to the fore. As we collectively move through this narrow birthing portal, as we all are, like it or not, we are being squeezed in ways like never before. We are all walking through the landscape of the unmet parts of self, the forgotten parts, the denied parts, the broken parts; and this is what we see reflected on the world stage, the inner experience personally, is seen in the outer world collectively.

So it is up to all of us, in our own sweet humble lives, to come to that place where instead of turning away and running from the inner turmoil, we turn and face it, to see the truth as it always is and always was. We are lights of consciousness, anchoring the truth ( not your truth or my truth , but the TRUTH) through the portal of our physical body. As we begin to face the shadows within, not running from but walking into, we learn what it is to be a spiritual warrior. We don’t need any special powers or magic tricks. We just meet it. We hold ourselves through the discomfort, through the unease. We do nothing in that space. We learn that we can hold it all. We remember that it is a dream, we are the dreamer AND the dream. In that place of non-reactivity, of not trying to dissipate the pain, by numbing or by leaking our energies in purposeless pursuits, something arises. The knowing of how simple it really is. We drop in, from surface mind, to embodied experience. And sometimes doing this alone is very hard. Coming together in the sacred places and spaces, gives us that opportunity to experience directly; we really are not alone on this journey.

We are alone but, we’re not alone … it’s the greatest paradox.

Part of the reason I started “holding space”(and even this term has been overused to the point of cliché) was that yearning for the shared tuning in, with as little formality as possible. We can never sort out everything in our inner and outer lives in one conversation, yoga practice, medicine circle, or counselling session. However these practices can certainly help us recalibrate to the truth within. With so many distractions, (and more and more every day) coming at us from all directions, the holy spaces help us strengthen or flex the “Be still” muscle.

So, when we are alone and feeling the feels, we remember our shared truth, and we realise, this is everyone’s challenge, that we have to meet OURSELVES; holding ourselves, over and over and over again. We haven’t learnt this from the world that’s for sure! And we’ve come down the generational pathways of parents and grandparents who also were unable to do this most sacred thing.

There is a biblical phrase

“Be Still, and Know, I AM God”

It’s a particularly evocative invocation for me.

It’s the call to presence, inner presence.

When we can still the busy mind and draw our focus within, to truth;

and when that note rings within, clear and true,

We remember who we are

We are God

We are co creating

Beyond the worldly dream

I AM God/Goddess

I Am all of creation

We are waking up collectively from the deep sleep of the worldly DreamSpell.

Every moment no matter how difficult, there is choice.

A choice to give up and numb

Or stand up and walk towards

… this is my work, each and every day, each and every breath.

Keep going

It truely is a life’s work