Always present in our field during the later stages of preparation of the gathering were the women who would have wished to be with us but couldn’t be for one reason or another. And so, for the first time, we opened the circle on the Sunday evening and invited in some of those women, to join us for dinner and an evening circle.
The place worked its mysterious magic – one of our guests failed to find it in the dark and turned back, only a short distance from her destination.
In preparation for their coming, we created a small exhibition in our space to show the art work that had arisen through our circle. We spoke around the circle of our experience of Women Moving the Edge, and I was delighted by the diversity of our impressions and reasons for showing up. Our two guests were as busy with the art materials as any of the rest of us – it seems to be such a natural thing for women to do, when only given the chance.
We were touched and humbled to bear witness to the power of the feminine presence, when one of our guests was able to break through a wounding by violation of trust, to find healing and solace in sharing her pain with the circle. I was moved to tears by the beauty of her blazing forth, as she allowed herself to come back to the life of vulnerability and feeling she had shut down for a number of years. She gave us an experience of radiance that I won’t ever forget, and made me realise that we have to open up our circles more regularly, and to more women.