There was a full moon last month. An absolute whopper of a moon to be more precise.

You would have seen it. In fact there was no way you could have missed it. It was a crazy giant-sized full moon just flitting about in the night sky, as bold as brass, shining its moon face light all over everything.

Image Courtesy of Pixabay.com

Now, normally I give this regular celestial event limited attention. Other than commenting on the sheer size of the moon, I essentially tend to just eye-ball it, think holy hell that’s one big moon, and then move on.

But not this month. No sir.

This month I was invited by a dear friend to go to…wait for it…a full moon meditation.

Oooh, how exciting!

I have long been drawn to the idea of meditation, but around ten years ago a good friend led me through a guided meditation in an attempt to help me de-stress from my absurdly stressful life. And it was good. Like, really good. I mean, I may have fallen asleep. I may have snored a bit. And I may have farted. But it was great. I was de-stressed, and apparently I met my spirit guide. Double Hooray!

And since then I have signed up to various free online meditations to regain that same sense of relaxation, however I never really seem to get past day two… Instead I tend to find myself asleep in a puddle of my own drool about two minutes after I start…

Me two minutes into a meditation at home… Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

So when I received this invitation to go to this full moon guided meditation, I actually leapt at the chance to attend and to do it again. Though I was a little freaked out at meditating in a room full of people that I didn’t know, I was looking forward to it.

But I did wonder…

How would we meditate together? What if I couldn’t relax around a group of strangers? What if I had to do something ridiculous like howl at the moon? Gawd, what if I had to take my clothes off for some reason? What if I needed to fart again mid meditation? That wouldn’t be very zen like after what I just had for dinner…

However, as soon as I walked into the meditation room, I felt an immediate sense of peace and relaxation. I also felt an incredible sense of ease. I forgot my previous worries about farting and all of that, and felt calm enough to just sit down and breathe, and eyeball everyone as they arrived.

Act zen’ed. And please don’t fart. Please don’t fart. Please don’t fart. Lols. Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

And interestingly, they were all normal. Just a bunch of normal people sitting around normally in their normal comfy clothes and normal sneakers, after a normal day at their normal jobs. All being…well…just normal. No weirdo’s. Well, other than me anyway.

And the normal-ness was lovely. It was so quiet. No-one called my name. It was awesome.

Our teacher (who was also super normal) took us through exactly what was to unfold.

She told us that as a group, we were to harness the energy of the moon. With that power, we were to bless ourselves, each other and the world. Then, once we blessed the bejeesus out of each other, we were to open our minds and meet our spirit guides.

To be honest, I wasn’t really sure how to go about that, but I figured that shutting up and clearing my mind was a good start. And I was right.

So I closed my eyes, and listened to the sound of my own breathing. And then it happened.

Now, I still have no idea if I am making it up, but sitting there in that room with a bunch of normal strangers, I suddenly felt a presence in the room. And that presence was standing directly behind my lovely friend who I had gone to the meditation with. I knew that it was a man, and I felt a lot of love emanating from that man to her. It was a nice feeling.

And weirdly (well, not so weirdly), when it was all over, she said that she had felt that her dad (who had passed away a couple of years ago) was with her during the meditation.

**insert excited hand flapping here for being a meditation superstar…according to myself**

However then my “visions” became more dreamlike. So I may have fallen asleep again.

I saw three different people – a lady with short blonde hair who brought with her a sense of purpose. She led me up a garden path. Like, literally. In my dreams she led me up a path lined with flowers. Though mind you, at that time of night I really only wanted to be led to bed. Yawn.

Then I saw a young man with longish brown hair who I like to call Hottie-Mc-Hot-Face, who danced with me. Think Chris Hemsworth in Thor if you are wondering about his hotness and ripped-ness levels. He felt protective and caring, and was a delight for the eye. Yesssss! Totally high fiving my subconscious over here!

Finally, I saw a young woman with long blonde hair who seemed shy and yet kind. She pulled some silly faces at me, some creepy faces, and then in her shyness she hid from me, before the image faded away.

I opened my eyes. The meditation was over. I felt a sense of peace and love, and was incredibly relaxed.

Whether or not I truly saw my spirit guides, I don’t really know.

But what I DO know, is that I felt an overwhelming sense of safety, of peace and of calm. And those feelings have stayed with me ever since.

So I am choosing to feel like I did. I do feel like they were there. And I feel like they STILL are here. Watching over me and protecting me. And that brings me a lot of comfort.

Well, as long as they don’t watch me in the shower of course.

 

 

Have you had any experiences like this that you would like to share? Please leave a comment below as I would love to hear what happened to you…

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