Spiritual Development Group Number 2

Last night was our second Spiritual Development Group and we knew that we had to follow the same format as last month.

We settled around our camp fire and went through our usual routine of opening up and asking for protection.  Immediately our Gladiator appeared, wearing a gold coloured helmet and body armour, a red skirt and leather sandals and holding a sword.  He was our protector, our Gatekeeper.  We were given the rope to hold and, not only did it bind us together, it prevented anyone coming between us.  Each of us, in turn, was draped in a cloak to keep us warm on our journey.

We were guided through the forest towards a shack, a candle glowed from a window and when we arrived there was a pond outside which was crystal clear.  The inside of the shack was breath-taking, completely crystal.  There was a man inside the shack and we instinctively knew that he was the same man as last time.  This time the man was not dressed as a monk but wore robes of gold with crystals down the front.  His face was not hidden this time, he smiled in welcome.  He told us we were his children and he blessed each of us in turn.  The feeling of unconditional love was overwhelming and our tears flowed.  He opened a large book and started to read but we could hear no words.  We asked him what he was telling us but he told us that we already knew and that we needed to look within.  We knew he was guiding and teaching us, he was our Master.  He gave us each a curved sword and told us that we would face a challenge and that we should not shy away from it.  We would face the challenge together and help one another through it.

A woman then wandered in, a lost soul.  There was something wrong with her throat and the feeling was that she had been strangled.  She was quite agitated, we tried to guide her towards the light but she didn’t feel she could go; she was scared.  We knew we had to accompany her on the first part of her journey and, as one, we started to ascend with the woman.  Bright golden lights started to dart around and I tingled from head to toe although I couldn’t feel my body.  People appeared and I knew the woman had to move forward then.  She was reluctant but we told her she had to go; she moved away towards the people who came for her.  When she left we all descended and returned back to the camp fire.  Our journey was over. 

In discussion afterwards it was clear to all of us that this was a follow-on from our first circle.  It was the same guide but this time he had revealed himself to us.  Crystals are very significant with all of us and maybe he is telling us to pay more attention to them.  The unconditional love coming from our guide was overwhelming and we know we have much to learn from him.  I’m not sure why the woman wandered in – was she just attracted to our energy and needed help or was she our first challenge.  Whatever – we had helped her.

We left each other last night feeling so totally blessed.

Development Group

Last night was Spiritual Development night, and it was my turn to decide the agenda for the evening.  I knew what I wanted to do but wondered whether it was the right time.  I wondered whether the others were ready.  I asked my guides for help and as the days passed I became more certain that I should do it.

So last night the four of us held our first circle. 

I am still feeling elated this morning, but still trying to understand it all.  Here’s what happened.

After setting our intent, asking for protection, and asking to connect only with higher beings who wanted to teach us, we settled down and waited.  It didn’t take long before we found ourselves sitting around a camp fire, it was dark with just the glow of the fire and a rope was passed through each of our hands.  We were aware that we were not alone, but we all felt comforted and loved.  A sword was given to us and a Roman Gladiator made his presence felt.  Slowly the darkness began to lighten and we began to rise – it was a bit like being a diver heading towards the surface, towards the light.  As we surfaced we found ourselves on a lake that was so still and calm, in the distance were mountains of a bluish-pink hue.  Everything was so clear and bright, like crystal.  A small church appeared and we slowly drifted, as a whole, towards it.  We went inside and it was lit by hundreds of candles.  At the alter stood a monk, in brown robes but his hood was up which hid his face.  He gave each of us a gift, all in crystal – a ball, a diamond, rods and mine was a 5-point star.  After a while we left the church and we knew it was time to leave.  We slowly descended and found ourselves back round the camp fire, still holding the rope.  We gave our thanks and closed down and then sat for 5-minutes just looking at each other.

We talked for ages and finally came to these conclusions – the camp fire was the energy building, ignited by a spark from each of us.  The rope kept us together and kept us grounded; it was important that we each kept hold of the rope, it was our way back.  The sword and Roman Gladiator were there to protect us.  The crystal lake and mountains were, we think, about clarity.  But we’re not sure about the church; why were we taken there, could it be something to do with belief.  And our gifts – lovely to receive but what do they mean and how should we use them?

We all wholeheartedly agreed that circle work is what we need, and want, to do; we have so much to learn and it’s how we are going to develop further as a group. 

Can’t wait for the next one.