I am chrysalis. It’s dark. It’s mushy. Oval in shape. A sliver of Wings form along the edge—taking shape.
White capsules/particles/orbs/amoebas—strands (word comes in here/now) pour down NW to SE. They have wavy legs, some with feet. Who or what are these beings coming from Heaven down to Earth? Photons transmuting matter as in chrysalis? Chemicals? I like these little critters of alchemical transmutation.
I think my brain body is ready for daily meditation with Dr. Joe again. The thought came through so I’ll see how body responds. It’s all about feedback loops and alignment.
Images of Photonic Molecules look like my “critters” but I cannot publish so I drew what I saw.
I Am Light
Evolving as Matter
I Am Matter
Evolving as Light
North/South & South/North circuit
I Am Creator
Evolving as Creation
I Am Creation
Evolving as Creator
East/West & West/East circuit
Honor the Four Directions
Head in the North
Feet in the South
Arms East and West
I Am
Watching David Attenborough (sp) nature shows with my nanny kids. When a bird gained speed on land and flew into air I could relate to the mechanics and sensation. When a fish made a home on land in high rock I could relate as it crawled out into the open. Seems my snake experiences have attuned me to a genetic code. My horizon has expanded !
An image came in during yesterday’s shamanic journeying that threw me a curve and I was stopped in my tracks. I am going back to that online session to journey again and unravel what happened. As I now listen to Sandra speak prior to the journey I hear her say to fill oneself up with the spirit of a power animal. Her body language moved South to North. I have never done this. It is unnatural to me. My power is Light that moves North to South. Thanks to Angel Michael for this orientation and my love for Jesus as a child in Sunday School and Nature in our back woods.
Class #5: First Drum Journey: “what core preverbal belief is stopping me from being my true Self and manifesting my Dream.” Rabbit. Image of a horizontal penis came to view and I was stopped in my tracks. Is this a trick? Was I sexually abused? We had rabbits when I was very young. Is this associated with grandfather? What is this toxic sensation I sense around me via skin? I didn’t get any further with the meditation.
Returning to the journey now (the next morning) I found answers.
Drumming. I call in Light, Masters (I notice all are deceased men and ask where are the women? I see women from this lifetime.) I call in power Animals. Dragon. Tree of Life. I ask to go deeper and snake slithers between tight rocks going underground. Ape. Chemistry lab. Procreation not co-creation manipulation. Dragon comes in: “Lies” about Dragon, Goddess, Serpent in the Garden, Kundalini, Sex, Relationship. Twisted lies to manipulate humans as machines. Artificial penis. Toxic chemicals. [The horizontal penis image replicated the snake’s movement that I saw at the park slithering across mossy log. Snake wants Truth.] How to release toxic sensation of skin? The elements! I stand on mountain top with arms open, receptive. I do this for Gaia, with Gaia. Water cleanses. Air releases. Earth restores. Fire transmutes. Thank you!
Summary: Addictions keeps humans stuck in artificial reality. We break free from preverbal brainwashing. We walk in True Power as Beings of Light. Predators from every angle are suffocated, gone! The Sacred Feminine in both female and male is set free in Gaia’s 3D reality !! That Heaven and Light is not here now in dense matter is another lie. The E/W line of toxicity was an intrusion in the N/S orderly design and is now exposed and dismembered through Water, Air, Earth, Fire. Light embraces with Love.
“This is the day that the lord hath made. Be glad and rejoice.” Words coming to me, through me at 5:15 am.
I awake and scan my inner environment. How’s my field? What’s present? What threads of thought are awake and speaking? I check my brain body: Do you feel like meditating? Brain still has that full sensation. These threads come together as Knowing Thyself.
Words in my field: It’s not ego or personality that wants a platform and audience in this 3D dimension—it’s Light, moving through ego and personality. Light greeting Light. Light meeting Light. Light seeing Light. Light speaking Light. Light laughing Light. Light dancing Light. Omnipresent, omnipotent, omniscient.
Every new morning, every new moment brings opportunity for Light to shine through. This 3D body, mind and heart is the first platform and audience that is served. I wish to serve that which nourishes. I wish to serve Light.
Thank you Light. Thank you elements, elementals, nature spirits, power animals, multidimensional beings, Teachers, Masters, Angels for “downloading Light” (a message received from nature spirits 40+ years ago) in expression, in service for the good of the whole. Holy Light. Wholesome Life.
Holy sakes! What was that eruption of New Earth? It was telepathic communication transformed into holographic imprinting. I was a participating witness and will give “Merlin” (as in magician) credit for shape shifting matter. The shift is palpable in opposite directions: wave to particle, energy to matter. Merlin became round rather than flat. He took shape and new communication happened. Dabs of Arcturian blue were present in this transformation as if guiding the process. White beings with almond eyes also assisted as if knitting the threads into one whole. Serpent came alive adding his/her magic. This was a psychedelic DMT experience! I was very happy through it all and chatted because I had things to say to Merlin.
Now it’s back to flat lining. Is that opposite of broadbanding? My brain doesn’t feel like doing that research right now. I will continue to ask: “What was that?”
The Three Amigos video with Gregg, Joe and Bruce has material that I relate to and that is comforting when one is in the process of grounding.
I’m seeing there are specific ways of journeying in shamanism. Reminding me of the time I was told by a shaman that I wasn’t doing it right. I am definitely a free spirit, self taught and trained from the inside out. I do know to have respect for ways that are different than mine so I make adjustments as I go.
What a strange space to be in—I see a crevice. Does that mean I’ve grounded too much? Or does that mean firmament (love that word the Emissaries of Divine Light used a lot) has not filled in the space yet. Something is always unfolding to fill in and wrap around.
“In biblical cosmology, the firmament is the vast solid dome created by God on the second day to divide the primal sea (called tehom) into upper and lower portions so that the dry land could appear.”
I was going to write poetry in honor of Serpent but this poem is speaking in my ears so here it is, a direct ley line from subconscious underground to conscious aboveground. Seems to be one seamless “garment” wearing me. Which reminds me that I used to say, “I don’t do Shamanism, shamanism does me.” Lately I say, “I don’t do meditation, meditation does me.” What does this mean? It means I Am shamanic, I Am meditative. I participate in these two communities to celebrate I AM: Internal Truth with external activities.
In the hush Amidst the noise Of humankind crying And Mother Earth dying Goddess is born. Initiated at hand of divinity On wings of ascending current To be given and received as bride. Goddess of Love Circulate thy essence. Goddess of fertility Cultivate thy currents. Nurture green again upon land Of heart, mind and body.
This poems speaks to me of Goddess Initiation. This time with people in an urban park. Years ago alone in Dosewallips forests. Friend Carole has been inviting me to join her in activities. She knows the art museums, parks, camp sites, restaurants, pubs, culture centers. As I have explored inner space she has explored local space. Yesterday’s trek with her at McCollom Pioneer Park was a highlight that I felt and thought of as Shamanic initiation—thanks to Serpent. Now, that this poem spoke, I know it as Goddess initiation. Maybe Goddess is the best term for the diversity in my life. I appreciate this new understanding that loops back where I started so many years ago—Goddess then to Goddess now with many additional layers and ley lines.
My ears communicated a rustling sound at my feet as I walked the Forest Trail with Carole. I looked down, saw a huge Garter snake and just about jumped out of my skin! This snake is not the normal garter snake. His presence, his substance, is profound. He slithered toward a mossy log and midway up lifted his upper body away from the log as if scanning for information. He continued to move while I videotaped the scene. (I can’t attach the tape here. It’s on my Facebook page.) Why “him” and not “her”? I learn now as I write: In those early Dosewallips days it was always about Her. Now He is part of my story that does reflect the grounding in body that I’ve been doing over the years. Snake stretched out over the green log soaking up the sun and then slithered along some more. I saw him flick his tongue, acknowledged him and said “thank you.” The vibrant green of new plant life at this park was mesmerizing. Welcome Spring! Welcome Goddess!
I woke up at midnight and noticed my basket of fir needles next to my futon. I like the taste of fir and pine needles (must be why I like gin tonics) and dry them for tea. I had put the basket near my bed weeks ago to enjoy the fir fragrance. If I can’t sleep out under trees I can bring them inside! That basket at midnight contained a coiled serpent! He came home with me! This knowing was familiar. Years ago on the Fourth of July trail at Icicle Creek I met a fairy amidst wildflowers who wanted to come home with me. Even after a conversation telling her about city life she chose to come home with me and then hung out on my shoulder. She tells me now that she is still with me. Emotional!!
My brain doesn’t feel like meditating. It is saturated, full. I don’t feel like engaging on ZOOM. I follow feelings as if guided by the flicking of tongue. This letting go of the old, being in the moment and welcoming the new is an organic, natural process. Very Goddess.
Processing yet another creative process that has a beginning, middle and end. The middle part is like being in a chrysalis where it’s dark and squishy. Where one becomes mush as identity is transmuted alchemically.
I woke up to information: I have two platforms and audiences. One revolves around meditation the other around shamanism. These are communities of people where I share values and activities.
I have another community that is outside these two: mainstream media. It’s a subconscious body that I engage in to support Light’s Love and Truth that moves through people. I spontaneously wrote the following poem for Earth Day in response to this subconscious body that is becoming conscious/enlightened !! So many creation stories are happening at this time. And at the same time systems and people collapse having no spiritual foundation or ground to stand on. I continue to see through Dragon Eye.
Mother Earth Day We the People of Planet Earth Move forward into a new paradigm Where police work with communities, Where countries work together for climate justice, Where mayors unify for equal rights, Where neighborhoods reflect global citizenship. We the Pleople of Planet Earth Move forward in harmony of Love Where we are One with Creator and Creation. May this good news be broadcasted loud and clear this Earth Day, 2021.
I have been focused on meditation and it’s a healing and enlightening experience. Each meditation is a journey into consciousness. I am considering using my drum to do shamanic journeying. Maybe the two complement each other bringing head and feet together around one heart.
How to function in community? How to speak my Truth, radiate my Love, while walking this Earth Life? It’s an ongoing creation story for this S/He Dragon.
Adding my heart energy to Earth Day felt gratifying: video taping Her Story; writing a spontaneous poem; inviting people to Mystical Songlines and Global Coherence meditation; sharing Earth Day messages from others. This building of momentum was like preparing a garden. Three of us gathered in that garden and had a dynamic conversation honoring our Love for Mother Earth. That few people responded is a common pattern in this 3D reality. In mystical realms there is ongoing response. So why do I want to ground in this realm? It’s like turning over soil with no seeds to plant. (I don’t get the logic of that but there it is) It’s also like a feedback loop with no feedback. Why keep spinning and going nowhere? This is not my usual language. But honesty rules and helps me see that my ego/personality is part of the grounding process and it’s messy! Like that Lotus flower.
During GOLOV meditation my heart was frozen until logic had a talk with my ego. Through backtracking of details I was shown a larger picture—beyond my emotional state. This internal support between logic and emotion is ground breaking!
For a long time I’ve sensed that my platform and audience is not in 3D reality. And yet I’ve continued to try to create a platform and build an audience. If my feedback loop is Spirit does it mean that I can stop trying to manifest here on Earth? Does it mean all I need to do is BE !! How will this translate in the morning—my ego wonders.
