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An experience at a festival (bushdoof) x

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Published: Jun 27, 2017

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A group of people sat by a raging fire, wearing their warmest attire.
The night was ripe with connection. Thousands united through music, within nature, as I felt the euphoria increase, and the lightness flutter.

Taking a sip of my water, I sat on a boulder as I warmed myself by the fire.
I looked around the flames, many faces, many souls.
I noticed her being noticed, and then I noticed her.

Kneeled, and laying with her hands outstretched forward above her head, face down across the dusty ashes and dirt, as close to the fire as she could withstand, she existed.

Not knowing if she needed help, or if she had fallen - I placed my hand on her back, and began to pass my left hand upwards and downwards, and in a circular motion along her flattened back. As I moved my hand I repeated thoughts of love, I repeated to her from inside my mind the following silent words - “Everything is okay, you’re okay. I love you. I love you, though I don’t know you. I love you. You’re okay. Love, love, you’re okay, I love you.”

I was still looking around the fire, present in my moment, Aligned mind, body, and soul. Making tender eye contact with others, smiling with them, connecting with them, smiling to my partner as he mouthed ‘you’re amazing’ with a love-filled smile. I continued to repeat these thoughts. I continued to touch her back with intention, and steady focus, as I felt love, light, and unity within me, and without me. After several minutes I felt her move.

She rose from the ground slowly, and turned to look at me on her knees. A sweet smile, a delicate awe in her eyes, a slightly dirty complexion from the dust “Thank you...
wow...
thank you.”
I smiled gently, and said nothing.
We stared at each other a short while, and she leaned in slowly closer to me - “Thank you.” The most grateful, sincere thank you, a deep sentimental gratitude radiating towards me. I replied smiling, our eyes locked - “you’re welcome.”

She leaned in closer, “Are you a healer?”, I chuckled under breath “no, I don’t think so”.
“I think you are, you’re a healer.” I stared at her, smiling. “You healed me, I felt you healing me, I felt overwhelmed with love. You’re a healer, thank you, thank you.” She held onto my hand, and she looked eternally grateful, in awe, relaxed and placid.

I asked her what she was doing on the ground like that
–– “I was just surrendering. Surrendering to the Universe.”
That response birthed in me a calm electricity. It made me feel amazing, connected, grounded, serendipitous and joyous.

I offered her my bottle of water, and she took it gratefully, and sipped on it, looking into the fire. She handed it back to me, and I told her to keep it. She kept sipping on it, and looking at me, holding my hand. I asked her if I could give her a hug, and like a little girl, she eagerly wrapped her arms around me, and held me, as I held her.
Minutes passed as we embraced, and I continued to touch her back like I had been doing previously. She was sighing, and exhaling with pleasure and calm, melting into me.

We let go of our embrace. She continued to thank me, and smile at me, she looked at me like I was magic.

I felt magical, and the love was overwhelming. I felt like I had healed her, and by doing so, I had healed myself.

Dragon Dreaming Festival 2016 Night of Day #2

© Rocio Belinda Mendez