Three days have passed since the Human Body Project 44 event. I'm still absorbing it. I knew people were hungry for an experience like this but I wasn't sure if they would get it. From my own experience of the event, and from feedback I've received since, I think most of the people there not only got it but engaged very deeply.
Let me backtrack for a moment: my intuitive healer friend told me I should ask for the number of people I wanted to attend, put it out to the universe, as it were. So I said: I want 60 people to come. But I was unattached to the number because I wasn't sure how many people would be ready for something like this. On Sunday I counted the number of waivers signed. There were 72. I had 12 people there helping me out (GREAT THANKS TO ALL OF YOU!). Do the math. Pretty amazing!
What I wanted to create happened in more ways than getting 60 people out. I wanted to use my own body to create an atmosphere of reverence and compassion for what we all are: flawed human beings in a body. That's why I'm reluctant to take on the heroine role. I'm still a messed up person in many ways. But I can use my own body and my own experience to represent that messed-upness in all of us. What happened is that there really was an atmosphere of respect, reverence and compassion.
This kind of feeling is missing in most of our lives. I'm not saying we don't have it, but we definitely don't have enough of it. I also feel like we, myself certainly included, don't know how to create it, how to deal with it, how to nurture it, how to engage with it. On Saturday, people were engaged with those profound human feelings that we all have access to and that make life meaningful. For creating an opportunity and space to do that, I'll give myself credit.
Now that Human Body Project 44 has happened it seems like it needs to keep happening and waiting a year doesn't make sense. So I'm putting this out to the universe: I want to create more of this and I'll need the right kind of help.