Silence

I was amazed when I saw the time stamp under my last entry, which was end April. I wonder what I have been doing in the past six weeks. They have been full indeed. I have been traveling a lot within the UK. I’ve been to two retreats and an order weekend. Last weekend I was in Easterbrook again for a Choosing Life event, based on the work of Joanna Macy. During one of the workshops I communicated with a tree and learned how to walk like a fox and to view the world like an owl. Fascinating stuff. We did a mandala of truth in which people could express their fear, sadness, anger and feelings of emptiness. I like the sound of ‘mandala of truth’. It sounds very tribal for some reason.
On that note one of the most significant things that happened to me in the past six weeks is the handfasting ceremony I did with KS. This is possibly the closest I’ll ever get to being married. The handfasting took place at Broadhembury on 1 May, full moon, Beltane and Wesak. There is a Prajnaparamita sanctuary on the land and I felt that was highly appropriate. The whole idea of doing a ceremony had welled up spontaneously some nights before when KS had smelled may blossom in the air. We stood under a big oak in borrowed clothes, slightly shivering in the cool evening. It was a very happy occasion.