Living the Magic and Wonder of Her

by Julie on April 13, 2014 · 14 comments

 

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It was midday on Sunday…

We’d just arrived at Rubi’s restaurant in Great Barrington, Massachusetts. Three of us sat down at a table in the back room where the welcome sunlight was streaming through the upper windows. We were to be joined by three other women we’d just spent three days with at the Red Bird Inn, the site of our retreat, Opening to Her. We’d been dancing in the Feminine for these three days. We’d opened to Her, and felt Her there, always there.

I’d co-led this retreat with Amy, and it was the first time we’d worked together. I felt light. I felt full. I felt a great love surrounding us.

At a table next to us, two women were deep in a conversation that was marked with quiet voices and intense feelings. I felt drawn to one woman in particular. In fact, I kept looking over in her direction, then would call myself back knowing it didn’t feel right to keep looking at her. But something in me felt drawn. I was to find out later that the other women I was with felt the same thing.

 

The other three women from our retreat arrived at Rubi’s, and…

We settled in and began to talk. Our conversation was light, filled with interesting things. We were talking about what we were returning home to, and shared stories about synchronicities, connections, and family. We laughed together. There was a sweetness to how we were with each other after three beautiful days together.

I hadn’t noticed that the women next to us had left their table until one of the women, the one I’d been so drawn to, approached our table from the direction of the front room of Rubi’s. She and her friend had begun to leave the restaurant, but she returned to speak to us. She approached the table looking at us, then at me, and asked,

“Are you teachers or something?”

We all looked at each other, and then I responded,

“Yes”.

She then shared with us that she could tell there was something ‘special’ about us, about how we were with each other – (connected and strong) – and that she was drawn to speaking with us because her friend was going through a very hard time and she felt we might be able to offer her friend something that she couldn’t.

Her words implied that she wanted her friend to feel held.

She then asked if she could bring her friend over for us to simply hug and be with. We answered, “Yes”, and then Amy and I stood up to greet them, together.

Amy hugged the friend, and I hugged the woman we’d spoken with. We exchanged names. Then I hugged the woman, and Amy hugged the woman we’d spoken with. As I hugged her, the woman having a difficult time told me her young-adult son had passed away just five weeks before. She said the words with a lot of presence and was clearly still in a great amount of pain. I was struck by her strength. I was struck by the strength of her friend, too.

The woman who’d initially come up to us to ask to connect with her friend hadn’t asked us for help, but rather had seen that there was something in us that could hold and be with her friend’s grief. She said she had been able to do that to a point, but she said she didn’t know what else to do and felt that her friend would benefit from being held by other women who were living something she couldn’t quite put into words.

At this point, the other four women at our table rose up, and one-by-one each hugged the other two women. They were slow, full-body hugs, not sideways hugs we many times offer in our world. The rest of the women at our table didn’t yet know what this woman was experiencing, but it didn’t matter. They didn’t ask. They simply put their loving arms around each woman and held her.

 

This moment was one of the most beautiful and amazing experiences of my life. There was longing and trust. There was connection and love. There was a lived and palpable presence of Love, of Her. It was a loving, nurturing, fully-accepting presence. It filled the room.

We then all said good-byes. The two women left the café, and we sat back down together. We all looked around our circle, a bit speechless at what had just happened. This loving, nurturing, fully-accepting presence lingered, fruitfully and spaciously.

 

One of the women at our table said she felt like she had just witnessed a miracle.

Another woman expressed something similar about our weekend together – that it was filled with magic and wonder.

The feminine is mystery. She is magic. She brings a sense of wonder.

At the end of our retreat, I offered the invitation to live Her, to live this expression of a presence that is life-affirming, real, and true, a presence that comes from being fully awake and alive in our female bodies. When we live this, we know it, and we know it and feel it in others. Even if others are not aware of it in terms of these words, they are still aware of it. We are all longing for it in our world. We hunger for Her. And She is here, holding us all.

The six of us didn’t have anything ‘special’. We were simply aware, in that moment, of this deep presence of Her. We had spent three days together remembering something we’d already known before…Her. And because of this remembering, we were embodying Her. We were living and breathing the dignity of Her.

One of the women at our table shared this as she reflected upon the experience:

 “…That we can be who we yearn for in the world. I cried at the memory of the experience, the privilege of being a part of it.”

She, the Feminine, wove us together, and then we left to go our own way. But now we know we are no longer going separate ways, but rather…

We move in the world woven together, always together, always connected.

 

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{ 14 comments… read them below or add one }

Alexandra Telluselle April 13, 2014 at 8:00 am

Wow! How awesome it would be if more people would ask others for being held, and for all of us to be of service in holding.
Aloha,

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Julie April 24, 2014 at 6:34 pm

Alexandra, Yes! What you just wrote. To be in service to holding…if people choose it. Lovely. Aloha!

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Kristine April 13, 2014 at 10:00 am

I still have chills as I write my comment to you — So wish I could have been part of this “Heartfelt Gathering” of Souls … I love moments like this … I want to bundle them up and tie them with a bow … Keep them for a viewing later, when I most need them … It makes my heart sing to know how many wonderful people are out there – To help, to nurture, to hug. Amazing Post! ~Kristine

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Julie April 24, 2014 at 6:34 pm

Thank you, Kristine. Love is everywhere. I wish you could have been there, too. Love, Julie

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Kim April 13, 2014 at 11:38 am

What a beautiful, moving experience of love, Julie. Thank you for sharing it with the rest of us.

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Julie April 24, 2014 at 6:32 pm

Thanks, Kim. It was a very moving experience. Deepened my trust even more. xo

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Alice Langholt April 14, 2014 at 12:24 am

There’s power and energy in hugs, and also, when people gather in sincere spiritual searching, mutual support, and learning, the bonding creates an energy of healing that attracts those who need it. How beautiful.

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Julie April 24, 2014 at 6:31 pm

Alice, Yes. Beautiful said. Power and energy in hugs!

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Tracey Selingo April 14, 2014 at 3:38 am

Oh, Julie. This is so, so, so beautiful. What a wonderful gift to spend the weekend opening and bonding and then be a part of (and bear witness to) the power of spreading the Force Of Nature with other women who “just knew” exactly what it was you were all carrying—pure love, able to to freely shared.

I love the way the Universe seamlessly connects us all the time. And I feel as though your post here just transferred that gorgeous energy out even further. I am full. Thank you. xoxo

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Julie April 24, 2014 at 6:30 pm

Tracey,
What a beautiful thing to notice…that the post, again, transferred the energy. It was a magical experience. Love, Julie

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Stephanie Anderson Ladd April 17, 2014 at 7:31 am

Great story of the magic and beauty of feminine wisdom. We know on a deep level how to be with each other and what to offer when it’s needed. You were all so attuned to each other, which is the frequency we’d all like to be living, and we can get there!

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Julie April 24, 2014 at 6:29 pm

Stephanie, Yes, we do know on this deep level. Just being together, and being truthful and non-judging brought us to a place of deep togetherness. It was palpable…and healing. We can get there. Love, Julie

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Kimberly April 24, 2014 at 5:51 pm

You opened to Her. You ARE HER. Bless – I was so moved by your story – thank you, Julie for you and for sharing!

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Julie April 24, 2014 at 6:28 pm

Kimberly, Thank you!

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