Sacred Space

A few days ago I asked Mary Muncil, (the minister at our wedding and spiritual counselor) to bless the Pig Barn.  She said she would be happy to do it, but that I should  bless it also,  with my intentions for the gallery.

This morning after and especially moving visit with the donkeys, I went directly to the Pig Barn. My heart already open.  I walked into the space and opened my arms.  I never thought before of this gesture that often comes with blessings, I wasn’t thinking of it this morning either, it’s just what I found myself doing.

Then I started to speak, and move around the inside of the barn.  Unprepared words flowed from my mouth.  My heart felt soft and warm and the palms of my hands started to tingle.  I asked for kindness and love and to be open and inclusive.  I could feel a warm surge of energy coming from the ground into my feet and through my body.   I asked for well being and for  all the people both artists and visitors, who gather in the barn to get from it what they need most.  Whether it be support, encouragement, a feeling of belonging, a good conversation, a piece of art or simply a nice way to spend the day.

My  whole body began to tingle as I felt the warmth of energy rush through me as if I were in a stream of light that flowed through the souls of my feet out the top of my head.

Then I gave it up.  I handed it over to what ever was moving through me. ” I trust you” I said “to make this space and this event be what it needs to be.”   There were tears in my eyes as I felt absolute surrender and trust.