Last night I attended a local event. Without giving too much detail, the gist of the event was a sacred circle creating community and holding space for one another. The room was filled with a array of people (ages, colors, backgrounds, experiences. etc). Most were strangers to me.
Each of us had 2 opportunities to speak. to share. to open. to be vulnerable while the others sat in silence, remained present and non-judgemental. You could feel the compassion in the room. I shared a dream I had recently. The feelings, emotions and energy of that dream held on tightly for the entirety of the next day. The message, powerful and eye-opening would come a few days later.
In this sacred circle this one older woman, whom I had never seen before spoke softly about a dream she had that still hangs in her heart. I felt draw to her with no real reason of why.
After everyone who chose to share had shared, we all journeyed together through a drumming ceremony and then came back to the group to share again…if we chose.
This same woman chose to share her experience during her journey. Her words penetrated my heart and I was pulled towards her again. After everyone shared what they choose to share the circle came to a close with gratitude for the space, each other and Mother Earth.
As we were all staying to ourselves, allowing the energy to flow around and through us as we put things away and gathered our things. I felt this need to approach that woman, to reach out. to ask if I could give her a hug. Without hesitation, she hugged me, held on tight and began to cry. I explained how I was drawn to reach out and connect with her. Her tears showed that she was in need of connection. of human touch. We exchanged a few words and shared a sacred, intimate moment and then went our separate ways.
I don’t know if I will ever see her again, however her touch and her energy will remain a part of me.