Arrival – Can you be willing to just be surprised by a Miracle?
Welcome Assisi Sangha 2012!
The Magic has already begun. If you have never been to Assisi, let me tell you that this is truly a magical place that helps you hear the voice of the Universe a little more clearly, in my humble opinion.
My name is Tammy, and I will be your story teller for the week. To give you a sense of the magic that Assisi holds for some of us, let me tell you about my first moments with Assisi this year. I arrived around 6:00 PM. Though it had been a long day of travel, the fresh, cool air invited me to walk a bit before dinner. I debated for a moment whether to go up the hill to visit the Basilica of St. Francis or to go down to visit the Basilica of St. Clare. Clare seemed to be calling, so I went to her.
The church was very empty because it was the end of the day. I went briefly to pay my respects at her tomb, but I felt a strong urge to go to the Basilica. I should note that I am not Catholic or indoctrinated into any church, but I felt the need to offer a prayer in front of the beautiful crucifix of antiquity. As I finished, the lights went out, literally; the open hours of the church were ending. I got up and slowly headed toward the door when I was surrounded by the sound of angelic voices. The sisters were singing in the side chapel!! Their voices filled every space in the tall, domed building.
A man came to me and asked if I would like to go into the service in the small chapel, and of course I was happy to sit with the handful of people as the disembodied voices of the sisters flooded the room. The sister cannot be seen from the pews in the chapel, so it was odd to sit in front of an empty alter and feel moved by the sounds of their voices.
After a few minutes of sitting with my eyes closed, listening, a beautiful image came into my mind’s eye and offered healing and clarity. After holding that image for several minutes, my mind became empty again and I felt it was time for me to go. I quietly left, and was escorted out of the basilica, which was now closed to the public.
It had been raining and cloudy all day. As I walked out the door facing west, there was a small gap in the clouds from which the sun was blazing into my eyes. I felt like Assisi was saying, “Welcome!” I will take this as a good omen for the week to come.