Now for the second half of the creative visualization I did last week that helped me turn my trajectory away from a crash course with Death and aim for a life well lived. Let’s see, where was I? Oh yes, Death had transformed into a wise elder-woman with the tell-tale signs of many years of joy reading all over her face. She walked away to join The Fates, leaving me with the woman who had come when I let out a call for help…..this sounds like a metaphysical soap opera.
In the mediation, I felt as if a new story was playing out in front of me. On one hand I had a sense of what should happen. I was, after all, working to shift into a story of healing, but I could not see how the story would play out. I was invested in the happily-ever-after but had not been let in on the script. Every action of my own or another participant was as fresh and new to me as it might be in real life. In fact, that is how it felt…real, authentic…as if I was living in the moment.
The helper woman stood up and walked behind me. She placed her hands firmly on my shoulders and stood me up. I had been handled like that once before in a healing ceremony I participated in at the Peace Vigil in Washington, D.C. just days after 9-11. I remember feeling the power of having someone who cared about me support me like that. Some days I can still feel my friend’s hands on my shoulders from that first ceremony, as if they have never left me. Feeling them again in the creative visualization connected me immediately to a sense of deep, powerful healing.
The helper woman guided my body to turn and face her. She was standing on a small mound so that I could not see behind her. She looked me in the eyes, with love and intensity and asked me, “Do you want to see your new life?”
I offered an eager, “Yes!”
She stepped to the side. Before me was a vast valley. My heart sped up. “I have been here before,” I told her. I could feel the same overwhelming beauty in that moment that I had when I visited this place several years ago on my trip to Oregon. I was standing at the top of Crown Point, a majestic vista which overlooks Columbia River Gorge. I started to cry.
(This is a video shot by Even Quach. The house you see in the distance is located at Crown Point State Park. That is where I was standing in the meditation. The valley beyond is what I was shown. It is one of the most beautiful places I have ever been.)
“This is how wide open your life is,” the helping woman said. “This is how full of possibility your life is. No limits are placed on you. None. And having no limits feels just…like…. this.”
The wind blew across my face, and I breathed it in as if I were breathing in Life itself. My body shivered inside. That place is overwhelming in the best way. That place is so immense that it felt surreal. I sat with it…with my new Life. I drank it in. I felt as if my body was quenching itself after a long thirst. I could swear my cells were reforming, as if my DNA was actually restructuring itself.
And you know, maybe it was.
All new….new life….new possibility….new me.