Three amigos

This is a story about how energy comes in many forms.

On Saturday I finished swallowing the last of 20 horse-sized pills taken over ten days to rid my body of the bacteria Streptococcus B, a tiny little culprit that turned the normal joy of a quiet pee off the deck at night while looking at the stars into a too lively burning wince. Now that my immune system is being re-built with pro-biotics instead of the opposite type of biotics, i.e., those against life, my physical energy is returning to some level of normalcy.

A week earlier, when I had first started taking the antibiotics, I attended a two day facilitators training on how to present the symposium “Awakening the Dreamer” as put together in video format by the Pachamama Alliance .

Needless to say, my desire to learn was tempered by a desire to heal myself — alone — in the comfort of my home away from the enervating obligations of being with people. Or, so I thought, because when it came time to say goodbye to the other participants, I found myself inviting three of them to come stay for a couple of days: Shar, Ian and Gary.

Their presence not only raised the lever of my physical and emotional energies, the energy stored in the house’s solar batteries received a boost when they helped neighbour Steve prune branches casting shadows over the solar panels, and, as well, two tons of solar energy stored in the cells of firewood was stacked neatly in the wood shed.

They looked after me. They fed me. We talked a good deal about community and its fundamental importance in our lives; lives that are much too much isolated and cut off from the help and healing and enjoyment that an engaged community can bring.

The “Awakening the Dreamer” symposium is all about creating a world that is environmentally sustainable, socially just and spiritually fulfilling. I got a taste of it with Shar, Ian and Gary.