I remember reading the Carlos Castenada books back in the early 1990s. One of the things that stuck with me was when the teacher asked his apprentice to find “his spot in the room.” The student didn’t understand the assignment at first, and picked a place at random, but Don Juan wasn’t buying it. Over time, the student learned to find his “power spot,” the place where he was at his best, and his energy system was operating at full capacity.
We all have these places.
Usually, your home is one of your power spots, or at least a certain space in your home. It’s where you feel most at ease and comfortable, where your energy flows smoothly. It might be your bedroom, your favorite chair by the window, or a particular spot in your garden. You know where yours is.
There are also power spots in the world, places where we feel at home and profoundly relaxed, perhaps even energized. I was born in Maine and grew up here, and my favorite spot in the state is Acadia National Park. The energy there is profoundly healing for me. Still, I live in the southern part of the state, and this special spot is over 3 hours away, so I don’t get there as frequently as I’d like.
A good friend of mine has a favorite beach, right here in southern Maine, about a half-hour from my home. She grew up in the neighborhood, and knows the area like the back of her hand. As a child, I’d visited another beach just across the peninsula from this one, but I hadn’t been in the area for years. In the last year or two, I’d been to my friend’s favorite beach for a couple of beach parties she’d hosted, and had fun, but hadn’t thought much about the place itself.
This year I’ve absolutely fallen in love with this beach, and now I consider it one of my power spots. The energy there feels so sacred and renewing. The second time I visited this beach this summer, it was to celebrate the Full Moon with a small group of women friends. We swam in the sea while the moon rose, impossibly huge, over the horizon. It felt like the most magickal spot I could imagine.
We’ve watched for shooting stars, drummed around the fire, body-surfed in the cold waves, and meditated, on this special beach. We bring snacks and kids and we laugh and sing. I walk the beach searching for treasures, and sit still to admire the sunset. I can’t wait to go back again.
I feel so blessed to have discovered a new sacred spot, and that my sweet friend shared it with me. We already have plans to be there next week, to celebrate the Full Moon once again.
What are some of your favorite power spots? Have you found any new ones lately? If you did, what would it look like? Feel like? How would it sound and smell?
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