Classes for me are a wonderful opportunity to take a step back from all the busyness of my life. It is my great joy to have a few days to sit and explore the Knowledge with everyone. To be with, and commune with, so many people I care about feeds my soul. It is something I long for. It’s something we all long for. Yet, in our busy lives, we often don’t take time to accommodate that. For me, classes are that great gift of time to commune.
The first of the three days was more just a time of being together and settling in. It was sort of a regrouping and brushing away the cobwebs of our overly demanding daily schedules. Admittedly, at the end of the day I had some concern. Realizing how much I had been pushing, I felt like I had to strive to overcome the fatigue I felt in my body and wondered if I therefore had done everyone there a disservice. As it turned out, the feedback was wonderful. Everyone cherished the settled, reflective communion of visiting together. A little surprising to me was the feedback regarding all the deep content that I included in that day. To me, everything in life is profound. As it turned out, that profundity and beauty I feel for all of life shined through.
Rejuvenated, the next two days were packed with Knowledge. As with every class that I give, I feel some sadness about the people who were unable to attend. I never repeat the same class twice. Audio tapes or written summaries only convey a small fraction of the content.
Life is all too often reduced to a handful of facts or concepts. It is the texture of life—inaccessible through mere accounts, thoughts, and concepts—that gives it meaning, that gives it depth. Most of what is accomplished in the classes is through our shared presence. After all, healing is a feeling, a state of Being, a state of physiology. As we open to that, we become full, whole, within our own selves.
Love this “Life is all too often reduced to a handful of facts or concepts. It is the texture of life—inaccessible through mere accounts, thoughts, and concepts—that gives it meaning, that gives it depth.”
I’m always a bit sad when I’m missing yet another class. Classes have always been something I’ve looked forward to. Mount Soma or bust!!
There are no words to describe the experience of being in a class with you. After we dust of some cobwebs the Knowledge is able to be heard on a whole new level.
This blog so perfectly captures what it is like to be in class with Michael Mamas. No class is ever repeated is so true. Sometimes I feel like the guy who, even though he’s heard the same talk from his Teacher many times, he wants to sit in the front row and hear it again. It is always different, always wonderful, and always fulfilling.
I can’t wait for California class! Thanks for sharing your experience of being in class. It is touching.
Beautifully said. Even though I wasn’t there, the sentiment warms my heart.
I miss the classes a lot – the peacefulness of being together, the complete joy in the laughter, and the bubbling in between . . .
Beautiful. Well said.
Additionally I will offer that sometimes I was not ready to hear in one class, and then suddenly when I heard a phrase or story again in another class, the concept flowed into my being without having to wrap my mind around it.
It was a fantastic class. Thank you!
It’s so wonderful to hear about class! I felt sad to not be there. It’s an extraordinary experience beyond words. Healing beyond words.