I was walking home late one afternoon after the rain showers had stopped. Everything was steamy and moist. I was at the edge of the park when the sun suddenly came out, lighting up the green in a golden glow. The light filtering through the leaves transformed what it touched. As I stepped into one golden pool, I became one with the light. Everything inside me became peaceful and still. I stood for a moment in the golden pool of light, transfixed. The obsessive thoughts which ordinarily preoccupied my mind evaporated. In that one moment, I had a certainty of knowing. I felt as though I were one with the wisdom of all life, through all time. All fear was gone. I left the circle of light as one with myself and the universe, feeling that I had arrived at a simple perfection, sure that my life was irrevocably changed. The peace dissolved gradually over time, but he memory has never faded……colleague of Frances Vaughan
there is no transformation-wreckage-fix it-manual……..but there is this light….this sky….this choice in each moment to be as real as the what is not real…….healing is not magical, and love is not always pretty…..we have these nuances and empowerments…..
Healing is a process of remembering, of reconnecting with our wholeness. Recovery is really rediscovery. In recovery we get back our wholeness. We bring our small self together with our deeper Self, and make a whole…..Christina Grof
Images in our mind’s eye radiate like moonbeams or a comet’s tail from the activity of the soul. to glimpse the images is to catch sight of the soul, whose movements are connected to but distinct from the experiences of the ego. We might say that as our deeds reveal the character of ego, imagination and its images tell the nature of the soul…..Thomas Moore