A Gathering with Water

— winter, words, and water —

an evening of ritual and presence

Tuesday, January 9, 2023 7pm-8:30pm Eastern Time Online

A Gathering with Water is meant to be a precious pause, an opportunity for reflection and cultivation as is uniquely available to us in the season of the dark. This gathering includes guided meditation into the ethereal and fluid spaces of the deep ocean around and within us. Connecting with marrow and our own dimensions that reach beyond time. A rich moment for finding the deep space and honoring what is alive there in us. Poetry and personal creative time for writing or stitching, drawing or building something that mirrors your journey to the deep. Resources to carry with you into January and February to navigate these months with intention and feel integrally connected.

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Finding water this time

From my most recent note…

…We don’t dip our toes at the river’s edge. We don’t strip off light layers to sink into the cool streams that run through the valley. This time we enter the depths of the ocean. Each step draws us further into the rich, dark soul of the world. Here, immersed in the murky deep, the essence of change, we find it’s easy to know what isn’t real. Beneath this facade and that, our own murky deep craves discovery. We have a chance, maybe now especially, to loosen the garments that confine us, to shed the binds of a lifetime, and reach our hands, twirling through the water, towards our own truths. 

Elemental water offers us a glimpse outside of time, even as we travel through it. Life and death are entwined in every molecule. In a lesson about elemental water years ago, I learned that as we age we lose our water. We give it back to the earth, parting ourselves with that essence to restore the life here. Our soul grows more independent from those material needs and generously pours it back into the soil, into the air, into the world.

So when we, the living, touch water, we touch the lives of the ones who have gone before us. We touch the potential of all who will come after us. And we touch, with the skin of our own water-rich bodies, the potential within us. Here and there, we might catch a glimpse of water’s crystalline nature, it’s perfect form — a snowflake — a mirror of our perfections, a mirror of the perfect possibilities ahead of us. (Here’s a bit about where this lands in my timeline.)