It’s likely that for much of my day I’m asleep, pulled by society’s values into a good/bad, right/wrong world. And then there are moments when my mind floats free, when the peace descends and I see my neighbours with fresh and loving eyes.
On Wednesday evening I sat by my computer, waiting for a webinar called “Evolution Revolution: The Reality of Shared Unity”. The talk by Patricia Albere was beamed out to nearly 200 people. She invited us to join a community of souls across the world who would spend a year, each of us in our own homes, reaching out to each other, making a deep connection. Patricia talks about “mutual awakening”, in which one person enters the consciousness of the other and the two experience being seen, in their essence, perhaps for the first time in their lives.
Through “Zoom” technology, we would see each other on our screens and do exercises which could lead to a deep sense of contact. I could be looking into the eyes of a fellow from Afghanistan or a woman from New Zealand. Can you imagine the possibilities? Wow.
Another part of the program is presentations by spiritual teachers and Q&A sessions where we can all see each other. Works for me.
As I watched the webinar on Wednesday, I felt a surge of “This is it” as in what I’ve been waiting for all my life. I yearn for a deep connection with many other human beings – local as well as across the world.
I decided to sign up, and there was a financial incentive if I did it that evening. But I thought about my cross-Canada bike ride this summer. How could this transformational web program mesh with being on the road for seven hours each day? What to do? Somewhere in the messages I’d received from the Evolutionary Collective (the organization Patricia created) was a phone number. Minutes later I found it and dialled, not expecting that anyone would answer well into the evening.
Patricia answered! How is that possible? Well, I guess it’s very possible, since it happened. She was excited about my bike ride and essentially said “Come on down.” So I’m coming.
For the next year, I will be seeing human beings on my phone screen two or more times a week, and I really mean “seeing” them, as they in turn experience my essence.
And will I be able to transfer this sense of connection to nineteen other riders this summer? I think so.
I’m 69. I don’t know how many more years I have on the planet. All that time is really a huge bunch of moments. I can’t think of a better way to have those moments break through into something totally new.