Oldooz's insights
Oldooz traveled two full days from Iran in order to come to a Godwriting workshop. That in itself says a lot about Oldooz and how she would experience the workshop. Despite obstacles, Oldooz came because of the depth of her desire. Or, maybe she had no choice. Maybe God made her come, just as he determined that we would all be there.
Here is Oldooz's evaluation:
This workshop is something I always longed for.
This workshop made me face my fears. When you face your fears, you dare to believe your power.
I loved the way the people in the workshop treated me.
I wish I could feel my connection with God more strongly to help me forget my doubts.
I got answers to even my un-asked questions!
Just in this short time, I feel something different.
The only thing I would want are more technical exercises in the Workshop.
Beloved Oldooz, tell us, please, what do you mean by technical exercises?
And, those of you who have taken a Godwriting workshop, what will you say about doubts?
Comments
Oh, did I really write that? "When you face your fears, you dare to believe your power." Wise words…;)
Thank you for sharing my evaluation, dearest Gloria. I'd like to add more.
After the workshop, one day as I sat in my cozy place I remembered something very important. I remembered the notebooks I had brunt when I was doing some cleaning. Writing is stress-reducing for me. I've been writing since my teen ages and usually do some cleaning within a few years. Among the writings there were conversations. I had talked to my own "i-ness" and my "inner child"… and there were answers. Later there were conversation between me and my Higher Self, it is back to the time when I was trying to learn inter-dimensional telepathy. Now as I think of them, it shows me how I grow up. How I grow into Godwriting. When I was asked about my childhood experiences I actually didn't remember this all.
When I was getting ready to go to beautiful Istanbul I had no idea what I'm going to attend. I didn't even imagine that I'm going to learn how to Godwrite. I only knew that I must GO!
The first day was amazing. There was an expansive energy in the air. After breathing the Father (Creator) in and breathing out the Child (Creation)… I felt a strong energy coming from within. I tried to resist it… but it was impossible, and there was a huge burst of tears. My mind was still there, my ego was there. I could hear its ramblings, but Ego could not do anything, there was something magically powerful, irresistible. I didn't want anyone to see my tears. I hide my face. In so many times that I found myself so miserable I had cried like that. But did I feel miserable there? Did I cry for losing something, someone?... There was no "i". I had become One with everyone and everything.
The music/instrument part was amazing. I love music and dancing. I could easily go with the rhythm. I loved the music, loved the energy. It was strong, amazingly harmonized. Why; I don't know!
My first Godwriting came with tears. This time I didn't try to hide my tears. I asked God if I was successful, if I was successful to connect to Him. He said; "if you are looking for success you are losing me."
The second day I didn't feel that much good. There was perhaps something personal that was interfering with my electro-magnetic field. In the second day I was really expecting some magic; as if what had happened yesterday was not magic!
Again the music part! Someone had commanded me to sing. I love singing. I always felt I had to sing a song. There were notes in my throat but I wasn't able to sing it. There I sung it, let it go. Form where did I gain that courage to sing?
On the second I was really feeling how that energy is gradually leaving us. It didn't make me sad. It just let me know that it's time to go.
Here is one of my Godwritings on the second day:
Oldooz: Dear God please tell me why I don't feel good today.
God: Dear child, it isn't important why you don't feel good. You ARE, and that's the important thing. Don't cry. Just be in the room.
Oldooz: what's going on in the room?
God: I'm there with you, just near your heart. It's me who trembles your heart. Take a deep breath in. Let me reside deeply in your heart. It's like home, beloved child.
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On the second day I had developed some expectations in my mind. I had linked my experience in the workshop to Paulo Coelho's stories, where for example witches gather, do some moon dance and etc. --Are you laughing? Dear Gloria, I had written there that I'm fond of mysteries. I think it's better to forget about it.
The only suggestion I'd like to make is that I think it would be great if participants do some grounding exercises in the end of the workshop. I assume that there is a big amount of energy flowing during the workshop, perhaps that's why Banu was feeling very tired in the end of the workshop. According to my own experiences when someone receives a big amount of energy that kind of muscle aching usually happen. Just a suggestion…:)
Dear Oldooz, thanks a lot for this very touching and inspiring words. Your long trip to Istanbul reminded me of a group of devotees, also from Iran, coming to Baba Ashram in India: the difficulties and the risks they had to face were unimaginable for me... simply coming there from Italy: their deep deep devotion and strong will and determination to answer to this call teached me a lot... If a call from God is heard, a beloved angel usually tells me that this has been answered even if to obtain a glimpse of divinity you have to travel thousands of miles and for several days. A big hug!
Thank you too, Andrea.
I actually didn't do anything special, seriously.
I was (and still am) very grateful to have the opprotunity to attend the Workshop. :)
Dearest Oldooz,
all that you share so gently touches my heart and makes me cry too. the breathing exercises made me cry too, I seem to do nothing else really.
What amazingly beautiful Godwritings dear, I am really speachless and I thank God and you for sharing !
Infinite love to you!
Oldooz, what a beautiful addition to your evaluation.
Grounding exercises -- valid suggestion. Actually, there is one I forgot to give.
If only we could bring the world to where we were at this marvelous time, we could stay in Oneness. What does it mean to be grounded? Sometimes it means to be where so many are.
Incidentally, your feet are on the ground, Oldooz.
About Banu, she may have been tired exactly for the reason you give. On the other hand, we can't say for sure why.
I am so eager to hear from everyone else at the workshop. I wonder if Banu has started writing her book and whether she and Esra are collaborating.
Engin, I'm wondering if you emailed me your evaluation or if you handed it to me, and I perhaps lost it?
I miss all the people from the special time at the workshops. Perhaps you will all move to Argentina!
We'll make it so that there is room for everyone in Argentina and beyond!
Dearest Berit, thank you..:). I really MISS those moment in Workshop. I long to be in such a gathering, or nowhere location isn't important, JUST to feel His Presence with no barrier. I really miss it.
I was in touch with them and heard from them expect for those who it was difficult for them to write in English, I guess. I could understand them in Turkish.
Well, perhaps those who practice Yoga professionally can explain this better than I do. As far as I know it's a kind of exercise to renew our connection with earth. The focus is usually on feet. For example you imagine yourself like a tree with your feet rooted to earth, and your hands towards the earth like the branches of a tree. Then you take a few deep breaths, and it's done. It takes only a few minutes. In the end one may wish to thank the earth, universe, whoever.
I wish I could come to Argentina..:).
Dear Yildiz,
Beautiful sharing, blongs to God. If you wish to go to Argentina, I am sure you will be there sometime in the future :) Also I didnt forget your cd. I will send it as soon as I finish my works. Lots of love
Arzuhan, thank you. Well, I have to be careful what I'm wishing for...;). It seems in Heaven everything manifest instantly!;)..