The mission of Essential Oneness is to foster a consciousness of the fundamental unity of everything. As we become aware of the interconnectedness of existence, we weave a golden thread that brings into our everyday life the reality of oneness. This golden thread is the unbroken link that exists between the One Essence and Its infinite ways of expression, Its creation. Developing relational consciousness builds bridges of understanding among different people, traditions, ideas, and faiths and empowers individuals to live an integrated life ensouled with meaning. By perceiving the essential oneness that exists among all things a new sense of living and belonging is born.









Alex Warden is an international educator, lecturer, spiritual director and interspiritual mentor. Her work focuses on the development of a consciousness of oneness born from the feminine knowing of the interconnection of all life and its role in the evolution of humanity and the Earth. Founder of Essential Oneness, she lectures and leads workshops and retreats on the divine feminine, world soul, education for a new world, dream studies, consciousness of oneness, and energy dynamics. Her spiritual autobiography, El Llamado de mi Corazón, was published in Spanish in 2014. To know more about Alex read her bio or follow her in Facebook.



 


CIRCLE OF DREAMS 
& SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCES

with Alejandra Warden

September and October 2022 


SACRED FEMININE
a Spiritual Retreat 
October 2022

 

THOMAS KEATING INTERSPIRITUAL SEMINAR

and 

All Souls Interfaith Gathering




 


The Place where I Come from


by Alejandra Warden




I come from warm green valleys and cool naked hills.

I come from unfinished shadows,

From desert sharp plants,

From land of donkeys and mountain lions.

 

I come from relaxed siesta times from two to five,

And from full moons and from full suns.

I come from meadows of chamomile,

from Mondays of rain, Tuesdays of baking,

and Friday night Fiestas.

I come from the Eternal.

I come from the Sierras.

 

I come from here and from this.

I come from there and from that.

I come from coming, and from singing

And from leaving all behind me.

From leaving homes, friends, and jobs,

teachers and workers, students and parents.

I come from leaving behind 

the soil that saw me sprout once.

I come from detachment. 

 

I come from tears,

I come from hugs,

I come from love.

 

I come from circle dances full of wide black skirts and blouses.

I come from Samba, 

from beating drums at the sound of the heart.

I come beats the drum.

I come beats the heart.

I come, I come, I come, beats the drum.

 

I come from rhythms.

I come in cycles.

I come from balance.

I come from silence.

 

I come from the east and from the west.

I dance one day and stand the next.

I come from the noun and from the verb.

I come from the first primordial words:

Life Be, so that Life is.

 

I come from the basic.

I come from the voice and from the song.

I come from the breath.

I come from the center.

I come from emptiness.

 

I come from the heat of the flame,

from the freshness of the breeze,

from the wetness of the rain,

from the sun’s radiance and the moon’s reflection.

I come from the origin and its originator.

I am its creation.

I come form the idea, the thought, and the intention.

I come from meaning.

 

I come from the womb:

cosmic container, celestial shaker.

I come from binding:

from the joining of celestial floating particles.

I come with shape and yet I’m shapeless.

I come in body. 

I come in soul.

I come in hands,

trying to embrace, trying to serve, trying to bless.

I come from surrender.

 

I come from the Earth and from the Sun,

And from the loving morning star.

I come from the roots and from the leaves,

from above and underneath.

I come from the attraction of life and form.

I come from within.

I come from the Whole.

 

I come from the One, then from the Two,

and I am the three.

I come from inside,

because outside does not exist.

I am the northern white mountain wolf.

During the day I live in packs, feed and survive.

And every night I haul my longing 

to the moon and to the sky.

 

I am the dream that someone dreamt once.

I am the smoke of a native pipe.

I’m the still point in the middle of the sphere and from there I whisper…

I am the voice of silence and the light of darkness.

 

I come from the eye of the tornado and the mouth of the volcano.

I come from the embrace that two grey clouds 

gave to each other on one stormy day.

I am the thunder and I am the ray.

And I am more!

I am the clouds.

I am the air.

I am the rain 

and the sun shining, everywhere.

I am the space.

I am the Earth.

And I am more!

For I am All!

 

And yet I’m nothing, 

Nothing at all.

I’m just a tiny little drop.

I am of God.

 

I come from the place that no one can touch, nor see, nor smell.

I come from the place that no one can name.

I come from the center.

I come the heart.

I come from the essence.