I am grateful for reminder of this little piece from Rumi, 13th century Persian Poet, that speaks to fields.
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase ‘each other’ doesn’t make any sense.”
The photo, peeks at tiny stream that flows to Utah Lake, with a bit of the Wasatch Range in background. I love the blowing grasses on a weekend Fall day..
Yes, the work in facilitation, is so much about creating fields. Underneath mechanics and structure and procedure is magic and stillness and purpose. Helping contribute to conditions in which we might be wise, kind, conscious, and in flow together.
And if not facilitating or hosting with others, there is always hosting ourselves, isn’t there.