So the scene is set for the Silent Eye School’s first weekend workshop.
The venue a beautiful place in the hills of Derbyshire. The dates booked and fixed… and we now have a story for a dramatic weekend that will take participants on a spiritual journey within themselves.
My partner in crime and fellow director of the school has run two fabulous alchemical workshops here before. Last year saw an incredibly moving weekend culminate in a ritual that had yours truly making very unorthodox use of her robe sleeves, not having thought to bring a tissue when the emotion hit and the tears began.
I may have been the worst… possibly... but I wasn’t alone in my emotion as those who attended could confirm. It was incredibly well crafted and presented and the use of sacred drama and ritual is a potent and transformative thing. In combination with the knowledge sessions and the wonderful and varied discussions around the fire in the evening...or indeed at the local pub…these weekends are both challenging and relaxing.
Nothing is assumed. No-one needs to be up to speed at these things before they begin... they are crafted with a real regard for making everyone feel at ease and welcome. I remember well my first workshop... incidentally where I met my co-conspirator for the first time… and how nervous I felt on arrival. That didn’t last and the friends I made there are still with me and among the closest I have.
Yet with this workshop we wanted to break the mould… do something a little different that would capture the imagination and the emotions, engage the heart and soul, yet inform and entertain too. It will be the official launch of a new and modern Mystery School and will set the tone for what we want to bring to birth.
We want it
to be fun, to have depth and laughter, to encourage thought and growth. We want it to hold beauty.
So we will use the ancient tradition of ritual drama in which everyone will have a part. Nothing scary to do, but enough to ensure that each of us is a part of what is happening and make it personal.
A group of pilgrims have gathered in the ancient landscape of the Derbyshire hills, refreshing themselves from their long journeys. Some are renewing old friendships, others are there for the first time. All are made welcome by their hosts at the fireside in the place of the Nightingale.
Unexpectedly, he doors open and into their company strides a Troubadour, holding the hand of a child. His presence seems to fill the room. Taking a grateful seat by the fire and glass of porter, he tells them that he is on an urgent journey to save the life of a King, and he asks that they look after the child for two days while he completes his mission. He explains that the child is very special – having never developed its personality, it remains a pure Being, a vessel of light that can see the world as it is, rather than clouded with the accumulated dust of life’s experiences. In return for their care, they may each ask one question of the child, but only one.
The pilgrims discuss how they might do this, both to help the Troubadour and aid their own spiritual quests. They elect a leader to focus the questions in a sequence that will throw light on their very existence, and the mysteries of their lives. Finally, they turn to the Troubadour and accept his request. He leaves, thanking them and saying he will return for the child on the day of the Sun…
And if you want to see what happens next, you could always join us in Derbyshire......
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