Yesterday was the fifth consecutive Wellness & Spirituality Fair at “The Honey House,” a beautifully re-purposed Catholic Church that is part of the Algomah Acres Meadery in rural Greenland, MI. The vibe there is always uplifting, and most who attend are hungry for all the spiritual and wellness goodies.
When I arrived to set up the day before, the coordinator who usually has the place open by then had not arrived, due to her own turnaround of events. A fellow vendor who had unknowingly arrived an hour earlier than the scheduled opening, was waiting patiently.
It was a beautiful day, and I was needing both outdoors time and some gentle exercise to support the healing of an injury. The road was perfectly flat with room to walk on the grass alongside it – exactly what I needed- and the companionship of my fellow vendor, someone I’d been at many fairs at over the years but had only brief conversations with, gave me the opportunity to get to know him better.
Said coordinator called me as soon as I let the situation be known in our group PM thread and gave us a way to get in, plus our booth spots. I was able to set up at my favorite location-alongside an old piano and a brilliant stained glass window of Christ, in time to head to my night’s stay on schedule.
Usually, a friend and I traveled together to this fair and shared a motel room nearby, but she’d had an unexpected change of plan. This disappointment led me to reach out to another fellow vendor, a sweet soul sister I’ve only had bits of time with here and there, who lived relatively close (only 50 minutes away compared to my two hours). I arrived to a warm, welcoming space and company, enjoyed dinner together, and got to hear a favorite musician at a great venue I’d never been to before. (If you get the opportunity, I highly recommend The Orpheum, a former movie theatre in Hancock, MI. It’s an intimate but not tight venue with great acoustics, choice of balcony, table sitting, or dancing space, with beer and delicious-smelling pizza available.)
The musician is the son of a friend who passed too early for many of us, a dear man who was part of the Course In Miracles group I attended over 20 years ago. I felt his presence there quite strongly, and had a bit of dialogue with him. It was quite emotional for me. His son referred to his dad several times throughout the show, and I learned some new things about my friend from this.
I thoroughly enjoyed the show, and briefly was able to tell this talent performer so, as well as mention how I saw his dad smiling and saying proudly, “That’s my son!” Having given no preamble to this, or introduction of myself, I don’t think the recipient was quite prepared for the message, but it just tumbled out of me in that brief moment, so hopefully it was absorbed later in the way it was meant to.
Though I got to sleep somewhat later that night than I’d hoped, I dozed deeply and well. Thankfully, because I was blessed to provide readings for each in a family of five-a glowing mom and her five precious daughters, right off the bat, and shared readings and energy work nearly continuously the rest of the day, yet at a perfect pace, with many meaningful encounters to treasure in the company of dear fellow healers and vendors, all doing their thing. My soul was nourished in every way.
And I was even able to neatly hand-alter the dates listed for my monthly in-person and remote energy healing circles on the pretty pieces of paper sharing my upcoming events that I’d so carefully created. A monthly Great Mother channeling I’m committed to attending remotely had changed its regular date to the one I’d chosen for my circle, so “Enfolding Light” will now be held the FIRST Wed. of the month rather than the second.
May we all ride the waves to receive the unexpected gifts of this Mercury Retrograde!