Yesterday, I enjoyed the company of like-spirited people in two circles. 

In the afternoon, eleven of us from the Toronto Daré gathered with Mandaza, a wise teacher, medicine man, and peacemaker from Zimbabwe.  It opened my eyes to just how much assistance that country needs, both tangible and spiritual.  We performed a healing ritual for Zimbabwe, for all children in the world who need healing, and for/with Mandaza himself.  Any of us who offer conditions for healing for other people also need time and space for the remembrance of our own wellness. 

In the evening, I took part in Jeannette McCullough’s monthly shamanic journeying circle.  As we often do, we took two journeys.  My first one was a request for self-healing to maintain good health.  The beings offered generous support.  My second journey addressed a question that Jeannette suggested to us: What miracles are possible for me?  What emerged was something along the lines of reminding people that they/we are the consciousness of the earth, or in the words of Brian Swimme, we are the place where the earth dreams itself.  There was also a phrase about renewing the power of the Pythia and reviving the song of the Sybil.  A new mystery calling me/us?  Let’s find out together.