While walking along the Santa Monica Boardwalk just a few weeks ago, I recalled a distant memory from many a moon a long, long time ago. Maybe seven years or more ago?
It is a beautiful sunny winter morning in Santa Monica. I am heading back to our friends place on Ashland Street, following a quick little stroll on the boardwalk. Today is "graduation" from a 3 year Spiritual Ambassador program, called Art of God, led by our late and great wise wizard, BrooksY Greene Barton.
Just a few steps onto the boardwalk, a man of stout nature calls out to me. I glance back. "Excuse me, but don't I know you from somewhere? Aren't you the woman I met at the party last weekend...You're the woman from Brazil, right?" I smile and laugh. "No, sorry, you must be thinking of someone else. "Have a nice day, though."
Highly enthusiastic, the man comes a bit closer. "Are you sure we haven't met before? I feel like I know you."
I tell him quite confidently. "No. I think it's pretty unlikely, as I haven't lived here for several years. I’m just visiting for the week. However, I did live quite a few years ago"
HIs voice is kind in manner, yet with a tone of desperation. "Well, I'd like to know you. Will you join me for a cup of coffee?”
I smile and kindly decline. "No, thank You, I'm on my way to a very important gathering this morning and I am starting to run a little late. Nice to meet you, though.”
"How about later, he asks?" Gently, I turn to him and say, "No, thank you. Plus, my boyfriend would not take too kindly to that.” Thank You, I must be on my way, now.”
"But, I really want to get to know you. Can I at least have your phone number?"
Ok. Yikes. Wow. Really???…This guy is not giving up…I’m thinking to myself.
On the other hand, I am beginning to sense a thread of something important to pay attention to here. A reading between the lines of sorts. Something is just not yet being revealed. What is it I wonder. My field is a bit open as that is what intensives are like with the wizard.
Point Blank. With all honesty. I turn to him and ask...."Why? Why do you want to meet with me so very much? What is so important about meeting with me?" I await his rely.
"I don't know...You just have something....You have something I don't." "Really, what is that? I ask. "I don't know, he says. It's just something about you. Are you sure we can't meet?"
I take a moment to drop in and listen between the lines. I recognize that this experience is here to teach me something. Otherwise I would have already gotten the signal to be on my way already. What is keeping me engaged with this person, I wondered? We are in a super public and open space so I feel safe with exploring further. I allowed my thoughts to slow down and tune into what is really being asked of me.
AHA! That's it! Today's culmination and graduation for "Art of God" is to be who and what I am in reality. To authentically bring it more fully into the world. This is an opportunity for me to put it all into practice in a gentle and practical way!
So, with enthusiasm, I turn towards him and say, "OK. I will meet with you. "Really," he asks. Completely stunned by the sudden turning of events. Yes." Great!" When will we meet? Where?
I reply. "Right here. Right now. For five minutes. Completely stunned he asks, Now?... Hearing the hesitation in his voice...I confirm. "Yes, Now. I have five minutes until I need to be somewhere. So, how about we meet right here, right now. Five minutes. Ok with you?” He flusters with excitement..."Here? Really? Right now?" Jumping and down with excitement. "Yes, right here, right now and for five minutes. Ok? Ok, he agrees.
Ok. Let's get started. Are you ready? Remember...I only have five minutes.
I start to feel his resistance grow as he withdraws a bit in my presence. This must be completely blowing his mind! Not sure what he had expected, but here we are!
I turn towards him.
"So, you claim that I have something that you don't. This makes me curious. Did I hear you correctly?" Do you know what "that something" is and do you think that is really true? I ask.
Looking a wee bit perplexed the man stammers. "I don't know, he says. It's just something you have. You're different.”
I respond in a calm and confident tone. "Would if I told you that what I have, you have too. "No way! Absolutely not, waving his hands in the air in utter disbelief."
"Trust me, you do. I offer him encouragement. We all do. Some of us are just more aware of it.”
"Would you like to see and experience it for yourself?" I graciously ask. Ok, he says. "Here, take hold of my hands. Now, remember that what you are about to feel is WHAT YOU ARE. I am simply holding a space for you to to experience your capacity to experience it for yourself.”
We stand in silence, grounded preparing to go further. I ask him for his permission to continue. He responds with a resounding YES! I feel his gratitude and his warmth. He begins to relax deeper into the space. I can feel that he trusts me and that I trust him. A few moments pass. The energy continues to move...A warm glow begins to appear on his face. He responds well to the energy flowing between us. "WOW! What is happening to me? What is this? Who are you?" "This is YOU...I say. This is you, meeting you.”
"What is happening, I explain, is that your chakras are opening and all your energy centers are aligning. Your connection with God/Source is open. This is happening naturally, because you are choosing to be open here. It's totally natural. This is YOU.”
Animated and excited, he proclaims, "No way, this is you, not me. This is you!" It has to be.
"Trust me. This is YOU. Yes, true, you can feel me here as I hold space for you to open, but yes, this is YOU." We are opening here together. He continues to open. I witness before me a beautiful and radiant man emerging.
A bewildered look appears upon his face. “Who are You?"Are you like Jesus or something? He seems elated, happy and still quite surprised by it all. I continue to hold space for him to relax and integrate all that he has just opened to.
He now comes into full awareness of our surroundings in the present moment. He notices my hands are cold…”Did I do this to you?” Your hands are cold…No, don't worry....Did I hurt you? he asks. You didn't hurt me...I’m human, too, and I get cold easily…Thank you for asking.
Now smiling and giddy, with a bright new glow, everything relaxes. Feeling energized and with a sense of kinship for one another, we stand there for a moment longer grateful for the exchange. Feeling complete, we let go of each other's hands at the same time.
Five minutes has now passed and I am to be on my way. Our time together feels complete. He thanks me. I thank him. We say our farewells. No further inquiry of phone numbers, coffee dates or anything of the sort. He goes his way and I go mine. It's amazing what can happen in Five minutes…
In the spirit of magick,