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The last ten days have been a whirlwind
of prepping and clean up for a gathering
here at the Enchanted Garden Intentional Community.
I hosted the Elijah Minyan.
We did a Prayer service in the backyard.
I said some inspired things
and the Rabbi harvested the Barley grains
I had grown. I led the community in
planting their seed dreams.
I was very clear in my short presentation.
Everyone was in an elevated spiritual state.
It was one of the highest experiences I have had
on this property in 20 years,
and one of the highest in a Jewish context
that I have had in my life.
This morning I got the photos up
and this afternoon we were scheduled to have
an Enchanted Garden Party that pretty much
is not happening.
There is suppose to be a potluck here
after five and then some music at six.
I imagine the Angels have the gates closed at this
moment to allow for some down time.
Now that I think of it,
even last night around the end of the Shabbat,
the phones were not working for a number of hours.
The Jewish people have a ceremony called
Havdalah when they close Shabbat.
I feel I need a Havdalah now.
I do not want to leave the experience I had
yesterday in an altered state.
I want to bring it here to earth.
I just took a nap.
I am feeling very vulnerable.
I want to be held or have someone witness to me
in a deep way.
Sometimes when something like this happens
in an altered state, we want to be affirmed and confirmed.
There is a need to seal the healing,
not just go back into normal consciousness.
I feel like reaching out to close friends,
not just in virtual space as here on the web.
I am bubbling over with stuff that wants to surface
and be said to clear the air.
I do not want to withhold feelings,
and there are feelings that I am feelling.
I wish I could remember all the tools that a person
uses to seal a healing.
My father did not have much of a private life.
He still does not. He home environment reflects
a man who has little if any relationship to the physical
world. He is the classic definition of a pack rat.
I am a chip off the old block, but I have made considerable
progress.
He gave his life away to spiritul things not of this earth.
I want my life to be about things of this earth that are
spiritual and reveal God.
Yesterday, at the close of our gathering,
I was having one on one time with AriellaShira.
All the plants were in a different reality.
The whole scene was elevated and holy
from all the cleanup that has happened
and the very special meditative energies that
happened.
Today, it is as if I were the only one who experienced
this altered reality.
My room asks clearing and decluttering.
I deep some downtime.
The kind of evelated vision I saw and help yesterday
needs a clean space now, now chaos
or disorder.
I feel like a baby who has just been born.
I can go out and do some gardening,
but I am seeking some kind of communal feeling,
some kind of one on one YES.
I do not want to run from these vulnerable feelings.
I am sure the man who was said he was coming
to play and Indian instrument will show up before long.
The Gates of Heaven surrounding this place
hopefully will open and let him in.
This is a photo of the Day of the Omer
when Beauty and Compassion
were being married to Beauty and Compassion:
