Collective leadership
Like in the first Women Moving the Edge by lunchtime it was time for us, facilitators, to lean back and give the leadership to the whole group. Meantime it was pouring rain outside, so much so that we couldn’t even see the trees on the other side of the grass field.
And what did we do? If I would give a bullet list of all the different activities you could never understand the depth of what happened. We had some silence, there was conversation, we did a presencing-movement exercise; we danced ‘the Temple dance’; we sat in circle again. There was the sound of the big crystal bowl, we made sound and music together…
But I can’t hardly describe what happened in us and in between us. First it was named as a not-knowing, and later also as a not-talking… but then, what is it?
We seem to listen, to tune into, to sense…
into what?
the delicate, the subtle, the fine, the intangible…
It seems to be possible to access – in our bodies – the unformed, the unmanifest…
the sound of silence…
silence…
collective silence…
suddenly it was there:
a connected silence;
a tangible in-between space;
a sacred space;
a space full of possibilities;
a generative space…
Grace had arrived! The We is pregnant!
And you know what? Rain stopped, the mist was gone, we could see again the trees and the whole environment!
November 1st, 2007 at 6:22 pm
Just tuning into this cliff-hanger, Ria! How I wish I could have been there with you. Did you feel us holding you?
November 2nd, 2007 at 6:19 pm
Yes, there was a lot of holding going on outside our circle of 9 women. This is one of the important things to learn for the future: holding each other – from closeby or from afar… and my related question: What is it actually that we do when we are ‘doing’ this holding?