she sat down in the circle and crossed her legs .
everyone else was already seated with eyes closed.
she matched her breath to the space and deepened into her Self
past the mask and illusions beyond the ego and the day.
the space washed over her in its heavy stillness its complete calm
its tingling vibrational connection to all the other souls in the room
to the spirits that had flocked to the call of ceremony
and to the ancestors at their shoulders .
she was aware of all this and more
of the breeze tickling her neck the sun touching her shoulder
the call of birds clouds passing
and the cheerful tinkle of the creek nearby.
this interconnection of beings brought her home .
the air thickened and swelled.
the feeling intensified and then the ceremony began.
today it was a healing ceremony for the Earth our Mother.
the gallant lady provider whose womb we emerged from
whose breasts we suckle
the giver of light and dark.
to her we owe all .
first came the grief a keening
surrendering to the pain we carry on behalf of…
giving voice to the forest loosing diversity and integrity
to the rivers loosing wellness
to the land gouged and hacked and poisoned
to the waste dumps and plastic islands in the ocean
to the starving the suffering
the wars and tattered dreams.
the sense of togetherness soothed the jagged edges
the singing of gratitude followed
in absolute gratefulness for the bounty the shelter the beauty
and the magic.
harmonies resonated thru all dimensions
bounding from mountain to lake
from rock to river
from village to city.
faces glowed breath accelerated ecstasy enlivened every cell.
she opened her eyes to the circle of beings around her.
the ceremony was done.
it was time for a cuppa.
the power of sacred ceremony transforms
transforms the self and the world around.
it is a meeting place of all realms of all beings
a space outside time
a moment in which we can tap into the inherent magic
that animates all things.