Greetings to all you Wondrous Women.

My day of stewardship dawned and I was thrilled to receive an email from the one who passed the mantle to me. I have loved reading the Reflections of each one.

I had the impulse to spend my day with water. The Well, the source of Water, the Source of Life. I had planned to spend time with rushing water - the waterfall, ocean water at the beach and still, reflective water beside a natural spring that pools in a secret gullly on our farm. To reflect on all the nuances that would arise as I did so and to connect to the heart of mankind and our beloved planet.

The waterfall, Bridal Veil Falls, is a few kilometers from my home, accessed by a walk through the New Zealand Native bush which has its own magnificence and magic I spent time viewing it from above and from below. The sheer force of the water lead me to consider the power of the elements and both their destructive and creative forces. Within the cycles of life, destruction plays an integral part. After 2 hours of being with the waterfall (I was there very early in the day so was totally alone) I was fully merged with the forces around me and the stillness within complemented the roar and energy of the falls.

I was on my way to my next place of power when I was guided to turn into the driveway of our farm only to find that my husband had just had a medical incident and our son had attended him and called an ambulance. So my day took a drastic turn and I found myself waiting in the hospital ED for the rest of the day as the tests were run and they tried to figure out what had happened to Tony.

I felt hijacked and even though I was, of course, grateful to be where I found myself - by his side, supporting and caring for this process - I felt a little cheated too. Of course, I had to start speaking when the ambulance arrived and so relinquished the silence part of the day. However, a most elevating and enlightening process then took place as I sat and observed the parade of human beings that arrived in ED with a myriad of issues, and I suddenly realised that I was the Well Keeper of their experiences of fear and pain and confusion and anxiety and impatience and anger and anguish. I was the still point in the chaos for seven hours. I was so empowered by the waterfall earlier that I could go within and reconnect to that feeling and be calm and loving in the midst of our own fear re Tony's condition, but also that of the endless flow of people.

Tony is home and well. The medical staff could not find markers for his experience.

I believe that I was called to carry the Mantle to the heart of chaos in which the hearts of all those souls could be held and touched and healed.

I am grateful beyond words to be part of this initiative. I will also choose another day to experience and offer the silence.