(I made very small edits to this and tried to write the experience as it happened, not saying it all makes sense)
I was sitting in worship at Pendle Hill Prophetic Ministry retreat this past April.. It was getting late. Some people left but some stayed. So I felt heartened by their company. The worship had been very deep. A gathered place. When half the group left for bed, I was afraid that I would lose my depth. I did, momentarily, but then began to sink down. Suddenly, there was a bright Light in my eyes and I was temporarily blinded. Then I smelled that the coyote was in the room. When my eyes could see, he looked at me and said “follow me”, but did not use words. I chased after him as best I could. We wound our way through caverns. Then for a time we were underwater. Then we were under the under water. Earthen smells. All I could see was his fluffy tail as he rounded yet another curve in the cave. I was scared that I would lose him and be lost. Suddenly we came out into an open space with no limit. I thought “Is this what prophets call the eternal now?”. The coyote said no, this is the place of paradox. In this place it is hot at the same time it is cold. Light as it is dark. Here, he said, what seems to be a paradox is not. Here FUM quakers and FGC quakers are brothers and sisters. Two sides of the same coin. There is no Quaker paradox. There is no such thing as “branches” of Quakers. But here you must stay, in the place of paradox until you get a leading to travel elsewhere. And then He was gone. And the stillness was absolute. I did not feel lost or afraid. This pace was a living part of my prophetic self. The Me I bring. As the song goes: “I could check out anytime I like, but I can never leave…” . Until God calls me into a new place. I like it here ok. As long as I stay open, as this space is open, I learn and grow. When I constrict it with my self-criticism or my additions, it becomes a tiny box where nothing is possible. Here anything is possible. But what is it God wants me to do now? Wait. This vision happened when Noah came to sit next to me for a time. Then he moved back to his seat. Some time later, he moved next to me again and put his hand on my shoulder. With that touch, I was able to speak my ministry.
I was interested In how the vision resonated with Friends.