Answering Spirits Call: Not Business As Usual/ A Mystic's Path

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Answering Spirit’s Call: Not Business as Usual A Mystic’s Path by Cynthia Winton-Henry When the plane engine caught fire on my way to Australia my pilgrimage officially began. Up until then all signs pointed to business as usual, if it's usual to run an improvisational arts organization during a recession, take monthly plane trips to dance with a Mom stricken by Alzheimer’s disease, or suddenly lose a gaggle of dear friends as they depart to distant longitudes. I was being guided to the Hidden Monastery. Usual or not, I was off to Australia. It was 2010. Sitting next to the window I did my little pre-takeoff ritual. I touched my Thai meditation beads blessed in Chang Mai, my glow in the dark Mary that I found at her Cathedral in Mumbai, and my Franciscan rosary from Bangalore. With my eyes closed I visualized the plane connect up to my Higher Power. Suddenly, a small shadowy figure appeared in my prayer, took a pair of scissors and snipped the connection. “Ohhhhh youuuuuuuuu!” I muttered,” and shook my head at such a naughty trickster. I noticed my heart and still felt at peace. I know what it feels like to be afraid on a plane. Trusting my body, I snuggled into the curve of the plane wall. Off we went. Thirty minutes later, 30,000 feet over the Pacific, fire streamed from one of the right engines. Stewards walked briskly. The cabin got strangely quiet. Our primal spines stiffened, elongated as if preparing for the potential jump into eternity. I grabbed the hand of my seatmate, a stranger. Finally, the pilot came on, confirmed that the engine was afire and that fortunately jumbo jets can fly with three engines. Just to be safe, he was dumping a boatload of fuel into the ocean and heading back to San Francisco. 1


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