Another important thing to state is I am terrified of fire. I set my room on fire as a child, quite by accident, and it left its impression on me my whole life. Back at the Firewalk we listened to the workshop which lasted about and hour and a half, and then we gathered around the coals. It was pitch dark, and a drum played in the background. We formed a circle and began to chant.
Healing is the fire running through our veins.
The instructor was the first to walk the coals. At the end of the walk was a tub of water where you stepped, and a woman taking pictures. First one then another then another proceeded to walk the coals. Then my youngest broke ranks and faced the fire. She seemed so tiny at the head of the path.