There’s nothing better than getting together with a large group of Shaumbra from around the world. Our recent gathering in Munich (June 3-4) was filled with energy, laughter, comradery, music, channels and hugs. Oh, and a tremendous amount of sensuality. The two-day Masters in Munich event included a live Shoud on the first day, complete with the inspired music of Yoham. Instead of the typical two-segment webcast (the Geoff & Linda Show, followed by an Adamus channel), we added an extra session with Adamus. Check out the entire day here.
Adamus told us that the second day was going to be about sensuality – no surprise since he’s been talking about the senses for quite some time now, especially in Keahak – and what better way to experience sensuality than with music? Back at the end of 2016, as Linda and I talked about the set-up for the event, we reminisced about some of the sensual experiences we’ve had during our travels. There’s a small restaurant by the name of the El Campo located in Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer in the south of France. We’ve done four workshops in the Camargue area over the years, and always stop by the El Campo for local food, but more so to listen to the music of the house band, Soy. It was never lost on us that “Soy” means “I Am” in Spanish.
Soy is a family affair. The father is the lead guitarist, and the band members are his sons and nephews. Soy band members are kin to the Gypsy Kings, a world-renowned flamenco band. Linda is in heaven every time we go to the El Campo; many a night we closed down the place because she didn’t want to leave.
It was a huge risk to even consider bringing Soy to Munich. First of all, they don’t speak English. We communicate with them through Franck, the restaurant manager. Second, they play in a small restaurant where people are eating and drinking, and not giving their full attention to the music. I wondered how this would translate to a large conference hall with hundreds of Shaumbra in a concert-like setting. And finally, we’d never worked with them. It wasn’t like they’d played at a smaller Crimson Circle workshop in the past. We were starting cold, not knowing if there would be a compatibility, and still we wanted to give it a try.
We flew four Soy band members from the south of France into Munich the day before the event. They got to the Bürgerhaus late Saturday afternoon, just in time to see Kuthumi. This was their introduction to the Crimson Circle and channeling. Linda and I, along with two translators, met with Soy for dinner that night to discuss the logistics for the next day. It certainly didn’t go according to my plans. As musicians, they weren’t interested in a meeting. They wanted to eat and laugh and talk and smoke and drink…. Anything but listen to my Virgo planning for the next day. I finally surrendered to the chaos and had another glass of wine.
I woke up at 2:30 in the morning, nearly in panic about the upcoming day. What were we thinking, bringing a flamenco band from a small restaurant in the south of France, to a large gathering of Shaumbra in Munich?? A band we had never worked with, and that didn’t speak English? I had no idea of how Adamus would lay out the day or how he would integrate Soy into the channelings. I was in a state of dread and anxiety, plus rapidly losing much-needed sleep. It’s moments like this when I wish I was back on my tractor in the Colorado mountains. I made many “Notes to Self” that night such as: Note – Never do a spur of the moment idea like this again! Note – Never let my Sagittarius moon override my Virgo sun. Note – Never put a Crimson Circle workshop at risk like this again. Note – Stop being foolish. Note – Start preparing a huge apology if this doesn’t work out. Note – Get out the sword…. I might have to fall on it.
There’s not much of anything worse than these 2:30 AM “What have I gotten myself into??” anxiety and panic sessions. You can’t go back to sleep because your mind is spinning out of control. You don’t want to get out of bed because that means the day is started, and the reality of the situation sets in. What to do? I was finally able to do some breathing, and then went into a state of pure Allowing. It’s easy to Allow when you’re sitting on a quiet beach at sunset. It bites when you’re in the middle of a crap-storm. I was trying too hard to Allow. Even I know better. You don’t try to Allow, you just Allow. I finally fell back into a restless sleep at about 4:00 AM.
It was raining the next morning as Linda and I walked to the Bürgerhaus. It fit my mood… gloomy and gray. I was slightly uplifted to see all of the smiling faces of Shaumbra as they talked with each other before the day started, but then my Gloom & Doom aspect jumped in and asked in a very snide voice, “How are you going to feel when you disappoint everyone?” “Where’s a park bench when I need one?” I thought to myself.
I could feel Adamus come in about 30 minutes before we went on stage. He felt cheerful and perky, which really annoyed me for some reason. How could he be bubbly so early in the morning, especially when I have all of this heartburn? I sat down to do my customary breathing before opening the day, but I was so distraught that I couldn’t even sit in the chair. I went out the back stage door for a smoke instead. All four Soy band members were standing there having a cigarette while laughing and joking with each other. They started talking to me in French and for a brief moment I actually understood what they were saying, but the minute I thought about it I couldn’t understand anymore. Weird. Ah! Then I got it. It was the French Connection! Adamus and Soy had a deep connection due to their Frenchism (not a real word). Well, bully for them… they could all laugh and smoke and go out for a coffee at a French café, but what about the show? Could they play in sync with Adamus, in front of a group of nearly 300 Shaumbra? Not just one song, but for the entire day?
I took three or four drags off my American Spirit cigarette (heavy emphasis on American) and left the French Connection to themselves. I swear I heard Adamus say, “Ne vous inquiétez pas pour lui. Il va être OK.” (“Don’t worry about him. He’ll be OK.”) Soy burst out laughing.
Then we were on stage. Shaumbra sat totally quiet in their seats as Linda guided the breathing. It was incredibly hot under the stage lights. Everything was irritating me, but now was the moment of truth. I had to let everything go in order to meld with Adamus. “I Am Here” I felt within the core of my being. It was Adamus, letting me know he was ready. “I Am Here” I repeated, letting Adamus know that I had effortlessly glided past anxiety and fear, and now I was ready for whatever – and I mean WHATEVER – would come. And then it started. Adamus was on his feet (my stocking feet actually), eyes wide open, delivering his first message of the day.
I don’t remember a thing he talked about, but about 30 minutes later he invited Carlos, the first band member, on to the stage. You could hear a pin drop as Carlos took his seat and lifted his guitar to his lap. I took a deep breath. This was it. Do or die. Sink or swim. Capture the energy or fall flat on your face. The first few notes radiated from Carlos’ guitar, and I felt a wave of sensual energy flow over the room. It was an OMG moment. Not only did the gentle guitar music sound beautiful first thing in the morning, but sensuality lit up around the room, like everyone had just been waiting for it. Next came Mario, who joined Carlos in guitar playing. The sensual feeling intensified. Then Adamus called up Dani, followed by Michel.
The sounds of these four flamenco players and their guitars were so sweet. Perhaps it was because my anxiety was melting away, but I can’t remember hearing anything so sensual in a long time. Perhaps it was the setting, with so many Shaumbra in a safe and sacred space, but the gentle sound of the guitar went straight into my senses. I realized that all of the fear and anxiety I had been experiencing was from my mind, not from my heart or Being. It felt stale and almost artificial compared to the feeling of true sensuality.
The rest of the day went better than I could have ever expected. There was a natural synchronicity between Adamus and Soy. They didn’t need human words because they were connecting through music and senses. They seemed to know what to play, and how to play it, at just the right moment. The combination of Adamus’ messages and the experience of Soy’s music was nothing short of brilliant.
I came away from the two-day event in Munich with some profound realizations. First, sensuality is not a mental concept. It is an experience beyond the human senses. It almost can’t be defined, but you’ll know it’s real when you feel it flow through every part of your being. Second, trust the intuition. Linda and I knew that Soy would be perfect for the Shaumbra gathering the moment we felt into it. We wouldn’t have thought about it if it wasn’t a good idea. It was no coincidence that the name of the band was Soy (I Am). Duh! Now just allow it to happen. And third, tear up all of those Notes to Self! The only Note to Self that matters is the one that says, “I Am That I Am….” Soy lo que soy!
Check out Adamus’ Sensuality Clinic (Cloud Class) here.