This is a mystical moment from this past weekend spent in Cumbria with The Silent Eye. The weekend was entitled The Full Circle : Finding your way home.
It was late morning on the second day of the course and we visited a ring of stones and trees. Physically there were eight of us present, (one of our number was unwell) After a few moments instead of the space of this large place holding only eight people I was aware that I was caught up in a crowd of thousands of souls. I have a fear of crowds and I was afraid. One tree called to me and drew me to it.
I did confide this to one of my companions and she assured me, as the tree had done, that I was safe. There is more to tell.
A Sea of Souls
Gently you called to me
Through the crowds of souls
You led me safely through a boiling sea.
I was trembling, frightened of drowning whole.
I had the word upon my lips
Whispering to you, I know you heard.
I was alive from toes to finger tips.
As you held me safe and shared with me my word.