On Wednesdays from 11 am to 1 pm I am at the Center for Spiritual Living, Greater Austin to hold the consciousness for the community and to offer donation-based Spiritual Mind Treatments. [NOTE: Since the center is moving, I will not be doing this until we find another space.]
I was there two weeks ago and had one of those “real moments” that make life valuable.
I was in treatment for the center and I heard the door open. This lady I did not recognize came in. She introduced herself as Melissa. She said that she was riding by (on her bike) and was reminiscing about a time before we were using this space. I invited her to look around. I then got to witness a beautiful event as seen from the heart.
Evidently our space used to be an AA office. 15+ years ago she came in, scared, shoe-less and needing a miracle. She had no shoes in her life, was staying drunk and other bad things which I will not write here. She pointed to the spot just inside our sanctuary and said that she sat there as far in the back away from the speaker in the front as possible – scared to death. She was so withdrawn and non-trusting that no one could touch her.
At one point a woman at that meeting came over and told her that she was going to braid her hair. She has very long hair down to her lower back. Melissa did not object. A tear started streaming down her face as she recounted this memory and let this unknown woman braid her hair. She said at that moment her “armor” started to crack a little bit.
She then pointed out that the office for our minister was the half-way room for those who were too afraid to commit to the big room; they would gather there and talk. Have you ever been that scared about your life?
She pointed to the kitchen and said that is the first place she ever did service for anyone or any organization. She continued to recall important spots in the building where healing moments along her journey occurred. It was a beautiful journey, accompanying her on her memory of acknowledgment of her personal progress.
Then she said that where the podium currently is, is where she and her husband renewed their vows, sober together for the first time.
I am the most lucky person on the planet at this moment. To witness someone sharing their story of recovery in such a powerful moment in her life. I could feel her growth in the few minutes she reminisced and shared. Then she gave me a hug. A beautiful moment for sharing.
Especially at this time when we are about to move away from this space because the owner is allowing all tenants’ leases to expire without renewing them. To know that this space for at least 15+ years has been used for healing is powerful. It is nice to know that this healing energy will continue to spread into the new uses of the property.
This is what I call a real moment with a real angel. I had to read a book called Real Moments by Barbara DeAngelou while studying to become a licensed Science of Mind practitioner. It was about having those moments in life that you remember; that impact you on a deeper level. Those moments when two people drop facades and connect from the heart.
[An aside: There’s a graphic that Frank Natale used to use, facetiously called the fried egg, that describes our crust which develops over time that serves to separate us and others from our true selves and each other. I’ll post about it sometime – and do a class about it; personally powerful stuff.]
This was the perfect reminder for me that day of my own progress from my troubled background. Once in a while it is important to acknowledge ourselves for the evolution we have made in this lifetime. Surely we are not the same person we were 10, 20 or even just 5 years ago. I certainly hope not. Quite often we get ‘stuck’ in the gotta-do-to-get mode in life and forget to pause and take stock of how good life really is.
When was the last time an angel visited you?