Parting

April 6, 2010
We meet for breakfast at a diner. Our group takes up nearly half of one of the two main dining rooms. We bring an energy that’s different from the rest of the place. Almost as if there is an invisible pyramid over our part of the room. Days later one of our group tells me that she returned to this restaurant and was surprised to find an ordinary diner. After breakfast, I buy lovely postcards of the mountain, then wait in the parking lot, enjoying a magnificent view of the Mother herself. Today there are no clouds around her as I have seen before on sunny mornings.

After a time, I return to the diner to find several people engaged in processing what happened during the share the day before. During the share, Celeste said that we should speak with care because sometimes people can be hurt by our words, even when that’s not our intention. Ursa had strongly interrupted her, saying that hurt is not part of her experience and that people need to get over it. She said that spiritual teachers can rip people up one side and down another and that the recipient of this is being given an opportunity to grow. Celeste said that she felt disrespected because her share was interrupted. The aftermath of this encounter is still rippling through the group, and people are trying to make sense of it and deal with their feelings around it. My own thought is that we need more time to process this and that each person will find their own way of integrating it.

We return to the shops and Kalia helps me find the right rutilated crystal to buy. We spend a lot of time in the store, and it’s difficult for me because I know it will be painful to say goodbye to Kalia. She asks me to call her the next day, which eases the pain a bit, but it still hurts to hug her and tear myself away.

Sybil, Claire and I begin our drive home. Sybil suggests we do a completion exercise during the drive. We take turns sharing our experiences of the mission. What was pleasurable, what was not pleasurable, what we are thankful for, what did we receive from it? And finally, what will be unfolded in each of our lives 5 years from now because of the Misselthwaite Mission. My response to this last one is “compassionate healing with justice”. A deepening of my role as a healer, and in that role, a balancing of compassion and justice.

We reach my house around 5 pm. I’m happy knowing I will see Sybil and Claire again soon. I’m happy to be home, happy knowing that my husband Skidmore and my dog Skip will soon be home, and that life will be back to “normal”, but never the same.