Sacred MangOM Ceremony

The Sacred MangOm ceremony

Lisana-

The circle opens with share time and a spirit of engagement.

No one seems to question what ever happened to the rose ceremony yesterday. Nor does anyone seek to understand how it was or is to occur, instead we sit in reverence of the moment and what is before us. Nick produces a mango for offering and places it in the center after I scrounge up some snacks of which we have so very little. It doesn't matter for everyone brought something and it completes the stage for yet another enactment of the rose ceremony. Suddenly a stillness settles in while all eyes are closed, Jeremy spontaneously begins, representing the masculine surrendering the power to the feminine. Then unsolicited the next masculine offers the same until they all have resolve. I enter the chorus now with the acceptance of this power and offering for unity. Each of the feminine take their turn after me, until all speak. We all can feel the heighten charge with a respect for the deliberation of the call to mass, writing a new pathway to the morphogenic field. 

The mango holds center among the group, well it is the fruit of love, I can only say this became such a joyful moment that I giggle uncontrollably. There is such high frequency when laughter imbues the very fabric of life, while the joy is charged with love in a pure state of acceptance of oneness. This is divine love. The ten of us merge into a unified field and for this we see in each others eyes the reflection of truth and the presence of GOD.

The day light retreats for the dark of night. Jeremy takes lead in the kitchen where he, Sandra and Robert prep for the group meal, as I rest in the tent. After our cauldron curry, the tribe gathers for a beautiful drum circle. Ahhhh, there is coherence. Not only harmony but joy, playfulness and magic. I dance so fully to celebrate this moment recognizing the call to unity.