Week 4 – Sarah’s Blog – February 9th 2016
This week I noticed I was becoming increasingly aware of the people around me and who they are. It seemed to be a continuation of the process of the week before. As well as getting comfortable with ourselves, we had to get comfortable with other people. A development circle is a sacred space, a space of trust. Gordon had mentioned that often issues came up in individuals; they had realisations about themselves or their lives. It was part of the process of becoming a clear, self-aware vessel for spirit to work with. It was important people felt they could speak openly about what was going on with them.
I had had a few vivid dreams over the preceding week. They seemed to be telling me about the workings of my own psyche, giving me sort of internal Eureka! moments. And Gordon’s words of the first week continued to reverberate in my mind, “Sitting with spirit”: that was the connection, the mothership. As well as quite a few mediums I’d witnessed in my time, who didn’t always appear to have this, was it something we all lacked in our lives generally? We were all looking for something to complete us outside of ourselves, becoming busier, trying to get more things, do more things, in fact, we’d do anything but sit still and allow spirit to genuinely touch us. Where were we all going? It was here, in us, and it only required the simplest of actions – actually no action at all!
Others shared their experiences. One woman mentioned she usually couldn’t go jogging without the music, but now could run effortlessly without it. Another found herself unable to meditate to her usual guided meditations, they stimulated her imagination too much. It seemed one way or another we were getting beautifully acquainted with the power of silence. Doreen, our teacher, told us she would be taking things up a notch and we sat in silence for a full 45 minutes. Time appeared to no longer exist to me during the meditation, a sign I learned afterwards that I was starting to build the connection. I also felt the beginnings of a presence or energy around me, a kind of power I did not need to manufacture myself. And it felt like coming home.