I have always loved this dream, a dream about learning that song that only emmanates from within one's own soul, a song that each of us has to learn how to sing for ourselves. But I have also always thought it was sort of a play on words, a "she mantra," if you will. Yet today I stumbled upon the Sanskrit word "shanti" which means "peace, rest, calmness, tranquility, or bliss," a translation which completely changes how I now understand what the woman in my dream was really trying to tell me.
Shantra. . . .the mantra of peace, rest, calmness, tranquility, bliss. . . .that song of personal truth each spirit needs to learn how to sing for its self. . . .the song that God sings each of us into our own unique existence.
I love when my world gets shaken up in wise and wonderful ways. . . .
One of the "process tools" used in the women's group I facilitated in my private practice is called the Shantra Journal, a tool used to separate one's personal shantra from the "truth" that other people try to impose upon our personal truth, a tool used to help focus the mind on how to listen to one's inner shantra. I really miss my women's groups. . . .that amazing process of helping other women learn how to sing their own shantras.
I know that I'm here at this amazing canyon for a reason, and that reason has not fully run its course, but my shantra is calling out to me, begging to be heard, and I am craving an environment where that deep calm within myself is free again to sing herself back into existence. . . .