Welcome to week thirty-four. This week, Savitri invites those sitting around a campfire to reflect on the journey they embarked on in Caravan and what was packed in their bags. We are invited to reflect on our journey so far in this email course and what we now know.
Excerpt:
“What do we know now?” she asked. “Here and in the horizontal world? Where are we now in our calling? These questions are always with us. They are why we return to Caravan to remember. As you begin your pilgrimage, consider how you would like it to end. It is a bit like asking how you want your life to go, what you want your life to be about. This returns us to the question: Why are we here? We begin this pilgrimage to our purpose, mission, and vision, to our agreement with the One.
“It is a journey,” she put her hand over her heart, “with stops along the way. It is a journey that will not have an ending you can point to. You may consider death to be an ending, though in our story this would not be true. It is more helpful to look at death as the completion of a segment in the larger pilgrimage of life.
“This much we do know.” She traced the lining of her coat, lifting the edge, looking inside, and continued. “When we ask what was packed for your journey, we learn that your provisions were arranged before you began. Everything needed for this journey was sent with you. What you can do is take a moment to look at what you were sent with.
In the abundance of gifts packed for you, nothing was wasted. In nature, everything is used and nothing is without purpose. Everything you have in the way of a gift is meant for something you agreed to do during the journey. You were given something for every intention for your life.”
She paused and looked around the circle at us. “What blessings did you bring? You came bearing gifts. We all did. Do you remember? Maybe you hope you came with something to give, and have lost or misplaced it. You may never have believed this. Maybe you have an idea you knew when you were young, and then you forgot what it was.” Her voice became softer. “Maybe it is time to remember.”
The Caravan of Remembering, Chapter 10, Creating the Container, p.198-199