The first echo of the seminar: for the second day I hear from people that I have changed, that I am different and not from this world. That cannot help but rejoice))

My Post-Crimean Wonders:
For exactly as long as I wanted to be an artist, I mercilessly crushed it in me, although from the first classes of school all the wall newspapers, the design of assembly halls, and all this was mine. I graduated from the music department, but did not go to the art school - no document, does not count! A couple of incomplete attempts to study graphic design, then illustrating - the same "does not count" and "where are the artists, and where are you"! And in November, when I saw Gregory's illustrations in the books, then the Ash deck, everything inside boiled over! Plus a very powerful experience of rebirthing practice with unpacking answers just before leaving to Crimea, and I got an obsessive thought: to draw what I saw, splash it out! And again: my arms are crooked, nothing will come out. I freaked out and left. I spent the whole seminar thinking about it. Then a couple of days ago, my brother gave me an iPad and a pencil and said: "For your drawings!" It was to the point of goosebumps and tears, and I started...
Also, while I was in the Crimea, sharing photos with my parents, they "suddenly" decided to buy a house in the Crimea.
In a course on Nordic astrology (forecasts) there were such a powerfu mindl boost and realization that this year I'm waiting as a close friend - we will have something to "hang out" at night.
Pure magic...
Didn't do anything, didn’t touch anyone, everything had started by itself.

I want to say again, thank you all so much for arrangement practice. What is happening now is hard to describe, but I feel alive. As fellow practitioners say, there is a lot of sunshine in me.

After a month of online training, 16 lucky people, myself included, were immersed in a harsh but beautiful artistic life on the Black Sea coast for two weeks. There were no "casual" people here, and if you remember the four castes, there were no "workers" or "merchants" - for the former, our whole choral "movement" would rather resemble a kind of sect, for the latter there was no way to make a material gain for themselves. Now just imagine: two dozen "warriors" and "magicians" (taking into account the leaders) almost under one roof for two weeks! You don't need a specialized psychological education to say that it couldn't be "smooth" in such a situation. And indeed passions were "boiling". How else could it be? All great things are born in passions!

Marina gives extraordinary chants after which you feel a pleasant itching from the heart to the crown chakra, and also perfectly copes with the function of the siren, summoning to the morning exercises or lunch! There is no need to talk about her voice, you just have to LISTEN...

Summing up, we want to note that a kind of magic has happened: the elitist art has made a step to the people and like a wave's crest it has taken talents to the stage, which we like to marinate in their own juice for some reason.

Good afternoon. I would like to say that for me it was simultaneously a challenge, an adventure, an opportunity to assess my strength, to be in a creative environment, different from my professional environment, work and recreation, communication with enthusiastic enthusiasts and professionals, which is very important! I thank you all for this experience, for the trust, the opportunity to participate in such a beautiful, thoughtful and executed with love event. Not that I was not disappointed, but pleasantly surprised by people's attitude to their business, love of music and people. Thanks to those who came up with the idea and to all those who implemented it. A special thank you to you for the Queen of Spades! You just captivated me. Forgive me for being verbose... Emotions overflowing! Good luck to you all and simple human joy)))

Those were the most amazing and fulfilling ten days of my life. [...] Sometimes the class ended at midnight, but the learning continued even after that: around the campfire over a cup of tea we talked, talked, talked... However, the format of the retreat was not just about getting information. Each student went through his personal rite and received his personal initiation on the Path. There are no words to describe what it was like. One has just to live it, feel it, accept it and keep it forever...

How do you describe the North so that you realize you can't live without it? A place of the Force? That's not quite true, because the North is the Force, it's everywhere, you don't have to look specifically for some special tree or rock to feel it. It's in the air, it's under your feet, it's in the salty drops of icy water that the White Sea generously throws in your face and behind your scruff. "I wanted the wind to beat through and through" (V. Kipelov, Aria). To feel how much Force is in these lines, you have to come to the North. At such moments you begin to realize the nature of northern magic, its sources, the roots of its Tradition. To realize without words, inexpressibly, but to the core...

It was a wonderful 10 days. I was going there with low expectations, so that if anything happened I would not be deeply disappointed. I had wanted to go there for a long time and told myself: "Even if the seminar turns out to be uninteresting, I will sit by the sea with a pipe and delicious coffee and look at the sea for 10 days. And that is the only reason why I did not come for nothing". But the seminar exceeded my wildest expectations. It was a very interesting and useful experience, unique knowledge which cannot be obtained anywhere else.