Kaia Nightingale shares her personal story one year on from Findhorn’s New Story Summit….
At the Summit I met beautiful, conscious, creative people enthusiastically embracing a new story, co-creating it, willing to help dream it into being, people who resonate so deeply with me. I felt confirmed, strengthened by all they were doing and by who they are within themselves. I felt absolutely at home, deeply inspired by the poetry, activism, ceremony, breadth of intellect and art work. Perhaps the most lasting impact is to come away knowing I am not alone in reaching for a new story.
I returned to Canada a blazing light bulb. (Some Findhorn fairies seem to have come back with me!) I talked enthusiastically, showed parts of the online footage, and people switched on. I proposed a mini New Story Summit at a nearby country retreat and people said, Yeah, count me in.
Then last February happened. It didn’t get warmer than -20s, sometimes -30s. Like many others, I had a recurring flu. The whole city was tense, under snow for six months, under the repressive Harper government. Vibrationally it was over my line. I hit a wall. I badly needed to get out of Canada. I visited family and friends for six weeks in England, including some summiteers, and helped my mother move house.
I returned to Canada somewhat recovered, though with insufficient oomph to run the summit. I’m now ‘back on the job,’ leading meditations that step into the new time, finding ways to tell the new story, to weave it with possible technology and back it with economics, and also finding new ways to call in the new story, such as through chanting concerts (such as: shiva chants to dissolve the old, Ganesh to remove obstacles, First Nations chants to call in connection to earth…) and through DJing – dancing into openness and interconnectedness through Ecstatic Dance. I’ve explored toning circles to use sound and intent for change.
I drop as many thoughts of inspiration in everyday conversation as fits in the flow, and have become more daring in what I speak with more mainstream folk and the local Transition Town meetings I run. Uniting Permaculture and First Nations wisdom is now finding a voice.
I’m currently putting a series of teachings on film to help people during transformational crisis to emotionally, psychologically and spiritually transition into a new way of being; over my years as a spiritual counsellor I’ve seen the clearing and adaption processes needed to actually make these shifts.
I am sustained through meditation and spirit guidance, my loving partner, beautiful friends – here and around the world – my dance tribe, chanting tribe and ceremony-going friends. I’m looking out for intentional communities in Latin America where I can spend future winters.
Canadian settlers are increasingly rallying around to support First Nations, to help protect their lands from heartless industry, announcing ‘We are on unceded Algonquin land” at meetings, small attempts to preserve their place in the ancient story given the industrial onslaught. I am honoured to have learned shamanic medicine from an Algonquin, and to have participated in their ceremonies and sweat lodges. My prayer is we retain their wisdom, only retain the finest technology that co-exists sustainably with Gaia. I have clear pictures of how we can do this – with our known ways, let alone with all the wonderful inventions popping up all over the world.
I see a peaceful, abundant future where we draw together ancient and innovative threads to enable us all to live, beautifully and gracefully, in alignment with spirit and the natural world.