OUTSIDE? I am not outside!
This is how it happened in my mind, after one week...
I did stand up, I went to the middle of the circle, took the 'talking piece' and said...

This was OUR circle...
Rain fell in a monastry. The young monks gathered their things and ran quickly inside the temple. Looking back the last of them noticed an older monk still sitting out by the gate. "Master, why do you stay outside in the rain?", heshouted. The master replied,
"Outside?... I am not outside".
It seems years ago, but it was just one week ago that I attended the Art of Hosting seminar (www.artofhosting.org)

The magic place where the experience was hosted!
It seems years ago because things have sink in me as if they have been there since always, since the beginning of time, since the beginning of my life. And most probably it is that way. I knew it all, but I forgot.
It was hard for me to keep up in the team spirit that was being built within the participants. I felt outside, in the rain.
It was necessary one conversation, just one conversation - open and honest - to realize that I was not outside!
Thanks to all of you that allowed me to be here and there, with no criticism, giving me the space I needed so badly, giving me the time to center myself again and get grounded. Today I feel my balance has returned, and that gives me power, power and even bigger responsibilities.

The warrior and the midwife in all of us, screaming out loud to us - 'let us co-exist!'
Thanks for listening...

should I add anything here?
For sharing your stories...

So easy to forget...
For caring and smiling - without pushing, without trying hard, just letting it be.

I am not outside, neither alone!
Let the circle be open, always...
And I went to the center, I put the 'talking piece' back and I sat.

Me, just shinning... it si good to be, just that, to be...
Dey
I did stand up, I went to the middle of the circle, took the 'talking piece' and said...

This was OUR circle...

Rain fell in a monastry. The young monks gathered their things and ran quickly inside the temple. Looking back the last of them noticed an older monk still sitting out by the gate. "Master, why do you stay outside in the rain?", heshouted. The master replied,
"Outside?... I am not outside".
It seems years ago, but it was just one week ago that I attended the Art of Hosting seminar (www.artofhosting.org)

The magic place where the experience was hosted!

It seems years ago because things have sink in me as if they have been there since always, since the beginning of time, since the beginning of my life. And most probably it is that way. I knew it all, but I forgot.
It was hard for me to keep up in the team spirit that was being built within the participants. I felt outside, in the rain.
It was necessary one conversation, just one conversation - open and honest - to realize that I was not outside!
Thanks to all of you that allowed me to be here and there, with no criticism, giving me the space I needed so badly, giving me the time to center myself again and get grounded. Today I feel my balance has returned, and that gives me power, power and even bigger responsibilities.

The warrior and the midwife in all of us, screaming out loud to us - 'let us co-exist!'

Thanks for listening...

should I add anything here?

For sharing your stories...

So easy to forget...

For caring and smiling - without pushing, without trying hard, just letting it be.

I am not outside, neither alone!

Let the circle be open, always...
And I went to the center, I put the 'talking piece' back and I sat.

Me, just shinning... it si good to be, just that, to be...

Dey
