Once upon a time, years ago, once night had fallen in Guatemala, I walked the paths by flashlight through my small village to the house of a woman named Melanie Champagne.
Melanie had invited us to her house so that she could share goddess stories by candlelight. So we could gather as women and listen to stories of the Feminine Divine.
I remember taking in the beauty of the moment, gathered around the flames. How she spoke, how her voice and eyes animated the stories and how the stories animated her. How we listened, like children being told stories.
Only we were doing something else, as old, if not much older, than that tradition. We were sharing stories between women. The ember of the mythologies of women were being passed to us, and all the magic held within each one.
Each story was its own small candle in the dark. It threw light on something inside. It offered a way to see some aspect of ourselves in a glow through which we'd perhaps never seen it before. It was the light of compassion.
I remember falling in love with this storytelling woman. I remember wanting to gather with her and expand these stories and use them to explore our natures. I remember the way that I was brought back to my own love of mythology, but it was only that night I realized the potential for personal revelation that existed within them.
I remember telling Melanie something had struck me while she was talking. That's what I love about when we talk. Something always strikes. Some match always strikes. And there we are again, illuminated anew.
So it's an understatement to say I'm excited to co-facilitate the Women's Sacred Stories Retreat with Melanie. She is soul-sister, star-sister stuff to me. Having taught both Meditation and Astrology for 11 years at Las Piramides Meditation Center in Guatemala, she's now coming together with me to share her life-long passion for stories and myth.
Find out all the details on the October 12th-17th event in the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee: #linkinbio
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