There is nothing so wise as a circle – Rilke
A fire blazes on the beach. The wind blows, cool in the mid-September evening. Waves lap the shore below where distant singing is audible. 15 women circle a fire, staring. They are scrying the flames, the embers, and the logs, seeking the shapes that give meaning. Smoke surrounds them, and they all see a dragon, breathing fire within their fire, a blaze confirming the power of the circle.
Something is happening in the modern, global world. Circles are forming. On the beaches, in the fields, in forests and church halls, in living rooms and yoga studios, even online in cyberspace. Through circles women are finding connection in a disconnected society, making friends and speaking truths as they rebuild the community that has been lost to globalised modernity. Through circles women are remembering their sacred connection to the earth and each other.
Once upon a time, social connection was a normal part of society. People lived within the fold of a tribe or a group, among the generations, with time tested ritual to honor and explain the seasons of their lives, secure in the support engendered by community. Once upon a time the land was sacred and we could easily access its energy. It was possible to hear music in the wind, feel the rhythm of life around us, and follow its natural ebbs and flows. Uncounted generations lived within that sort of fold, until just recently.
Unwittingly perhaps, the price for modernity has been the destruction of an ancient social and spiritual support system. Smashed by colonialism and put further asunder by globalism, the old ways of tribe, family and community have largely gone. Connection has become isolation. When urban gangs roam the streets, their appeal to young men is their community. They offer a place to be included, and they come with built-in rituals to mark their milestones. Gangs are a negative response to fragmentation, a way of rebuilding community which also extends to terrorism. One thing terrorist groups do is offer the disenfranchised and the left behind a common cause and community.
The thorn in modernity’s side is one of its own creation.
Women have also born much of the brunt of the disconnect arising from modernity. How many of us live in our native communities, are near our mothers, grandmothers and blood sisters? The old networks have thinned to breaking point with the new mobility. Women are weakened by their disconnect, and isolated women are weak. Unity is a positive response to fragmentation, and it is in unity that women find their strength.
And so we circle. We build red tents. We build sacred fires. We call down the moon. We invoke Goddess. We are returning to our best selves. The circle forms an eternal sacred ring of connectivity, providing the space and the time to rebuild the lost connection. More and more circles are forming as women remember their power in the power of wider connection. The circle comes from the heart, re-enchanting the world, calling down the healing energy of the divine feminine, the fearless dragon in the fire, sending the world a smoke-filled offering of hope.
If you are looking for a women’s circle or wish to share a circle you have, see the Divine Feminine App, a resource for all things divinely circular: http://www.thedfapp.com/#/