This morning, I am going to the Damanhur Get ritual for the Spiritual People of Damanhur, as representative of the Community Region Pangea. It seems like a lifetime has passed since the last time I went to Damanhur Get Sunday morning, as I am usually busy with Tiglio, my nucleo community, Sunday mornings being our time for working together on the land.
I remember when I had just arrived in Damanhur three and a half years ago, with the initial intention to stay here a year or two, learn and absorb as much as possible, then go back to America or continue traveling the world, find the right situation and potentially found a community. It was the epoch before the New Life project. When I expressed this intention, I heard responses like, “but that’s just not possible…no one has done something like that yet…people who live here as citizens join the School of Meditation and stay here a long time.” Being intolerant of limitations on principle, I was determined to find a way to have the experience I desired and the exchange that would be useful.
Soon after my arrival, one Sunday morning under the hot August sun in a clear and intense blue sky, I went to the Temples for Damanhur Get. In the Hall of Mirrors, surrounded by reflections of light from the candles and the chalices, sounds and singing. Prayer. The monks with lucid and focused eyes. I closed my eyes and went inside, beyond, into an empty space of listening, and I heard a simple message. A mysterious, wise, perhaps divine voice said to me, “You will be here for much longer than you think.” Then, the letter ‘A’ appeared, incisive, almost visible. ‘A,’ as in Damanhurian A citizenship. Ah…no! Really? And with these messages, sinking into me like a seed rooted in fertile earth, I understood on many levels that I was at the beginning (or maybe only the beginning of a next phase) of an unimaginable adventure, something much bigger than me.
Then, a cascade of events that almost guided me more than I was guiding them, feeling aligned and at the same time nervous for all that was about to change… interviews with Husky for the new citizens program called “100 Citizens” which then became “New Damanhurians,” meeting with Testuggine, a Queen Guide at the time, talking with Nautilo, who helped me to understand many things and to correct the Italian in my letter of intention for A Citizenship, enough corrections to make it fluid and understandable, but not too many to seem strangely perfect coming from an American. “And the rest … is history.”
Oggi mattina vado a Damanhur Get … come rappresentante della Comunità di regione Pangea. Sembra che una vita è passata dall’ultima volta sono andata a Get domenica mattina, essendo di solito impegnata con il nucleo. Continue reading