CAFE ON THE EDGE:

There is a place midway on any journey of transformation. A resting place we like to call the ‘Café on the Edge’. It isn’t a café to begin with just a clear spot on the very edge of a cliff – one of those cliffs you come to on the inner journey where the view just takes your breath away. You know you came to this edge to jump but it’s just so high and vast and beautiful you decide to stop for a moment , rest and take in the magnificent view full of endless possibilities. Pretty soon you feel like a cup of tea so you get a little fire going, put the kettle on and get a brew bubbling away. You are going to jump, of course you are – you are just havng a cuppa first. Then someone else comes along the trail also wanting to jump but you stop them and suggest they join you for tea and a chat about jumping. Pretty soon someone else comes along and while you are chatting you suddenly have this amazing idea. Why not open a Café on the edge? Plenty of foot traffic here and everyone seems to want to stop for tea. Soon you are serving last chance lattes and chamomile tea for the nerves and irish coffee for fortification. You have magazines about jumping and a book store – even full moon meditations and some fine lectures on leaping. Business is doing great and there is talk amongst the core group of opening a franchise chain of the Café for all those other cliff edges around the world. You feel pretty good ‘living on the edge’ like this and making some good gold in the process.

The only trouble is that every so often someone, usually a young person driven by an overabundant life force just comes along and jumps and that gets everyone twittering. It reminds them of what they came to the edge for but it also concerns them cos no-one who jumps ever comes back and there is uncertainty over what happens to them. More practically there are health and safety regulations to consider now that you may be a franchise holder. So you get together and build a nice fence along the edge in front of the café so that there isn’t any reckless jumping into the abyss.

Years can go by , sometimes life times until one fine day, the life force can no longer be denied. You get up , close the door of the café, tear down the fence and just fucking jump.

When you are ready for that jump, come join us on ISTA 2 SSSIN (Initiation)