The circle world model has been increasingly embraced by the most successful business people today. Where giving freely, sharing, and collaborating has become the norm. 1 and 1 makes 3. 2 people, like a mother and father, make a new life between them. Collaboration, not competition, eventually leads to something so much greater than what we would have been rewarded for by our singular efforts. It’s called a network. A circle of like minded people holding hands, holding each other up, holding a space. Working together creatively, trying new ideas, not being afraid to fall because it’s not as scary when you have a team to distribute the heaviness of risk. Or failure.
And so, the greatest venture of all- birthing moshiach. This time, it’s all the sisters of Israel. Like Miriam, the prophetess, who spoke up at just the right times to save the life of her brother Moshe, now all of us need to embody Miriam. To find the courage like that little girl who stood up to Pharaoh, trumped her parents decision to divorce, and approached Batya with what could have been considered a most cockamaney scheme to have the baby’s own mother nurse him….
It’s time sisters for some more holy chutzpah! Here at the festival, we are practicing. Accessing more depth to this idea, flexing our voice muscles, adding our unique angles and ridges, curves and narrow places to the key- the key that unlocks the secret of bringing the divine back down to earth. This time, it’s a women’s game.
But how does this all translate? What can we do? My theory is that being in a group of women of any size, that is totally 100% accepting, and sharing our voice begins to unravel the “dark knots of unactualized potential.” This could be a talking, sharing circle like my “Beyond Words” women’s group. Or an improvisation game where we yell out whatever the hell comes out of our mouths. Oops, is hell a bad word? Or a circle jam session where we join in with rhythm, voice, instruments, or dance.
If there is one thing I want to improve upon this year, it is the comfort level to let down those censors that tell us we're no good at improvising and dare to sing out! Dare to shake your groove! Dress up your inner Prophetess! Shine sister shine. I want to hear you RRRR OOOO AAAA RRRR!
At the festival, we are gifted the time and beautiful space, and all the tools and friends and support we need to expand our consciousness. The most important factor, and we’ve got so much of it flowing- is the abundance of our ahavas yisrael- Bask in it ladies! Relish and absorb this time you’ve chosen to set aside for yourself to join together truly with one heart beat. I’m talkin’ Niabinghi. I’m talkin’ the birth canal for moshiach’s soul. I’m sayin’ that it’s time to take our job seriously folks! It’s now or not, no?! If we don’t go for the geula gold, does that mean we are relying on the next generation to finish the race? And how will they know how to run with the vision? To swim with the current in the river of prophesy trickling ever so subtly out the belly button of the world- the Tavor-ya, Here by Miriam’s well in Tiver-ya? Right prophesy is coming back? Can I get an Amen from the Poet Prophetess, Chaya lester, no less a goddess?
If we don’t experiment, put our heads together to figure out what should be so obvious to us….
This is the plan, listen up prophetessfestival goers, I have a theory. I could be kinda wrong, or partially right- this is how it goes:
(give me a beat) these are the keys to prophesy
I said these are the keys, 1 2 3
Make space for each other consciously
That’s one. (beat box)
Here’s the next part of my prophesy,
Whoever’s ready come on clap with me
The next key to prophesy
Joy and thanks to the One Who Be
And here’s the third, and maybe not the last
Ticket to ride the future rhythm of our past
The Rebbe said it strong, so lets fulfill his prophesy
Sing, Dance, and Drum because we’re already free!
Our prophesy could cause a riot. But not if it stays whole and pure and protected on the sacred birthing grounds by the shore of Miriams well.Invite your friends.