Kundalini Splendor

Yesterday, I attended a workshop given by Tamara Diaghilev, a spiritual teacher well known in our city. For many years, Tamara has given classes in personal development and has as well assisted literally hundreds of people to create better lives for themselves. This particular workshop was Tamara's farewell--she is retiring from the workshop part of her career, and will, instead, offer some personal counseling for a few clients. Many of those who were in attendance had been her students for twenty or more years, so it was a deeply moving experience for all of us to see the concluding chapter in this illustrious career.

A primary concern of this final workshop was the need for forgiveness on all our parts if we are to complete our transformational journeys. When Tamara speaks to the group, she enters a light trance state, and lets the words simply pour forth from spirit. As I listened, I realized that I was seeing beautiful light outlining her face and throat, and sometimes other parts of her body, including one which resembled a belt across the pelvic girdle. Tamara is indeed a "wise woman," someone who has given liberally of her life and talents to help others.

Although I have often seen lights move around others (always some shade of violet or purplish/blue), these were a bit different in appearance. In an earlier workshop with Tamara, I had not seen lights, but rather had observed her features seeming to change into different faces--including several Middle Eastern males and at least one Middle Eastern female. This time it was the lights themselves which caught my attention, and, as always, I found this phenomenon both surprising and delightful. It is as though a spiritual portal is opened, and one is allowed a brief peek into the wonders of other dimensional perception.

The overall theme of the workshop was "Making a Blessing of Your Life," and Tamara honored me by asking me to share a "blessings poem" with the group. I read the following:

YOUR OCEAN

Do you think such things

are not possible?

Have you looked in a mirror

lately, seen the face you have become,

this sun marked visage,

this god shine parable

named you?

Think about who you are.

Think of all that was rolled

into your skin

even before you were born.

What will you do with these gifts,

these sacraments waiting for you

to claim them?

When you are in love

you do not say

you are near love

or beside love,or seeking to know

love's truth.

You say you are in love.

Never mind how you got here.

This is your ocean.

Drown in it.

Dorothy Walters

(So--blessings to all as we continue on our own journeys of transformation!)