Sunday, December 13, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
After having arrived late for my first meditation, I was determined to be early to my second, which was Saturday morning. As it turned out it was just me, the focalizer, and Dorothy Maclean. The center of the circle was a candle in a wreath which I realized halfway through the meditation was made of plants growing on the property, not holly and pine. It was very pretty.


I actually think those parallel universes science is now talking about exist for many or most of us and we cross between them more often than we think. I’m in a parallel universe. I like it here, but I need to return.

That was last night; today I went to the morning meditation which on Sundays is a healing meditation. As you might expect, there is space for speaking names. A few voices, then more, the men joining in as well as the women. I said the two most beloved to me, you know who you are, then others even my workforce, then I said all those who read my blog. So if you read this, know you are connected to the Findhorn community and you share a timeless moment there with the community wanting for you to have blessings at the level of your highest need.
Photo above: the Quiet Garden at Findhorn
Photos below: native berries in frost; one of the barrel houses