Drum Journey (Recording): ~15 minutes
Intention: Clearing Traveled to Lower World and was immediately met by Hummingbird. I was expecting him because I had seen a hummingbird in OR for the first time days before. I asked to be shown what I need to do do clear myself as I feel a lot of stagnant energy in myself. Much of it not mine, but picked up along the way. Hummingbird took me on his back and flew fast over the canyon and past the jungles of the far northeast of LW. Then he took a hard turn downward. We traveled many depths below LW to another world. As we reached, I was not really able to see the landscape. I had become very small. Hummingbird beat his wings and I disintegrated into air—little bubbles of air that wedged themselves between his feathers. I was not able to see much due to my location, but also the fact that the I that is I was more disbursed in tiny particles. I didn't particularly like this feeling, but I knew to hang on and wait. When we landed, it was a field of sorts. I received messages like, "Don't distract" or "No distractions." I wanted very much to be whole again. I fought this feeling to learn about being disseminated across the atmosphere. It was hard to have a true experience since I felt scattered. That was the experience. There was another presence there: A yeti-like spirit that was not frightening, but I was unsure what it was there to do. Hummingbird never left my side. Something made me weep, but I can't remember what now. Just before the callback, Hummingbird scooped me up and brought me back to the sacred fire in LW. I was placed there and my body reformed. Callback sounded. I gave thanks to Hummingbird and the presence and returned.
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Drum Journey (Recording): ~30 minutes
Journey to ask for guidance about a ritual I am planning in order to take my life and career to the next level. I traveled to Lower World. Hummingbird met me and took me to the sacred fire, where all the compassionate helping spirits were assembled. I noticed that as I stood before them, my usual muslin outfit changed into a white leather costume (same as Reeds Blowing's cape) with fringe around the edges. I played drum and sang my soul song. When this was done, I addressed the group and asked for assistance. I was told that I should create a ritual around Laxmi and Ganesha, since those are the spirits that connect with you (meaning: India). I'm uncertain which CHS said this. It may have been Grandmother. Also, I would leave the circle to find a power animal that will assist me in advancing my career. I will still work with Mother Brown Bear, who is related to my career. The additional CHS would assist with advancement and obstacle removal. Reeds Blowing came forward and placed his hands on either side of my head. Black tendrils released from my temples. I left the circle with Hummingbird to find my power animal. Immediately, a large, black ant crossed my path. I kept looking, and the land was pretty well devoid of animals at all. No birds, nothing. I saw the glassy eye of the black ant. "Oh. no!" I thought. "Is an ant even a power animal?" I was ashamed of my judgement. I kept looking around. Hummingbird even brought me to the arctic, where I saw a polar bear. But there again on the ice was a black ant. We returned to the mesa, where I saw a huge gathering of ants, scurrying around their hill, moving objects and being very busy. That was four views. I approached an ant and asked, "Are you my power animal?" Yes, Ant responded. I am here to remind you of the strength in small things. We have no distractions. We are primed to move forward and accomplish tasks. When something is in our way, we remove it. No thought. Just action. We are strong. I will be with you to remove obstacles. To remind you of your strength in small stature. I asked if I could merge with Ant. Ant said yes. I became small and stepped into Ant. I felt a surge of energy—light and fast. We joined the other ants and entered the hill. There, I saw the paths and then spaces where larvae were. Also food stores. I was swept up in the speed of the movement. Soon, I disengaged and we returned with Hummingbird and Ant to the sacred fire. I presented Ant to the group. Mother Brown Bear joined us. We were blessed in our presence there. I asked again for any assistance for my ritual. Just after the new moon (waxing), perform the ritual. Hosts will be Laxmi and Ganesha. Bring ancestors in. Heal past trauma and release obstacles. Ant and Ganesha will assist. Offerings and intention. The callback sounded. I thanked everyone and returned. Drum Journey (Recording): ~15 minutes
Journey to ask for guidance for the (Jewish) new year and the new season of Autumn, which officially began while I was in the journey. Upper World. I wandered along the path to Reeds Blowing's cave. I saw him in various places, in ghost-like form as though he had been there at different times but was not there now. Once I got to the cave, I placed my offering of wildflowers outside. I saw his white cape on the ground at the entrance to the cave. This seemed strange to me. I felt that I should not enter the cave without his invitation, but I also felt that if I was afraid, I should do it. I stepped a few feet into the cave and sat down. I realized that I was traveling without the aid of a CHS. Suddenly, Hummingbird appeared form inside the cave, but he was also ghost-like and had strange colors. he looked like he had died and was reanimated. This was a frightening image, so I left the cave. As I walked along the banks of the creek by RB's cave, I saw that everything was dead or dying. I was overcome with grief. RB appeared right in front of me, so close that I could only see his chest. I was immediately merged with him and felt his power as we walked along the path. He/I felt much taller—almost like a giant. As we walked I asked him my question about how to honor the new year/new season. He spoke about the death of things: There will be death. The cycles of nature. I have to accept the shift as it unfolds. This is true of everything around me as well as inside of me. I asked what I could do to make the most of this new time. Write, he said. It is time to return to writing. I felt frightened as I have lost my faith in my writing skills over the years. I have felt a terrible block or as though my self as a writer has died. I asked RB if he could remove my writer's block. He began pulling long, dark, tangled strings from the top of my head. They looked like thick, black spiderweb strings. This went on for some time. He then replaced the strings with golden thread. Wherever the strings were before, that space was now golden. I was not convinced that this would help because I was still in the fear place about having to try writing again. Real fear! The callback sounded. I thanked RB and returned. Drum Journey (Recording): ~15 minutes
This journey was to inquire about what to do with my home as part of my divorce. I received something unexpected. I traveled to Lower World. As I dropped down onto the sand in the usual spot, I noticed that I was wearing the same muslin clothing that I usually do. But this time, I realized that I have been wearing the same colors and styles in OR, but in cotton. Hummingbird met me and took me directly to Tree. I placed my hands on Tree's trunk and felt my hands sinking into the bark. I rested my head against the trunk and the same thing happened. I realized I was being invited to merge with Tree, so I did. Immediately, I was transported up to the edges of the branches and could see all across Lower World's terrain. I asked the question about what will happen/what can I do about my home. I looked out to my left and saw the house on a clearing in the land. It was on fire, but not being damaged. I also saw there was damage, but then it was reversed immediately. I saw a white light dome over the building and although there was fire, the building remained unharmed. I received the message that no matter what happens, my home will be protected. Suddenly, I heard the drumbeat get louder in my head. It almost began to echo. I felt dizzy and unmerged from Tree. I lay down at his base and Tree's roots rose up to create a bed for me. I lay there for some time. In a moment, I felt the ground beneath me shift and give way. I dropped down into a dark underground space with many hallways and openings like a catacomb. Hummingbird was with me. It was not clear where I was, but I felt safe enough to investigate. As I did, I felt the presence of other beings. I asked Tree and Hummingbird what this was. Tree said, This is the dwelling place of spirits of those gone by. Some care about you, some don't, but none will harm you... These are the spirits of those beings—plants, insects, animals—whose death is related to your life either directly or indirectly. This could be food you ate, an insect you killed, an obituary you read... I asked if my father was here. Tree told me that he is everywhere, but yes, some part of him can be present here. I asked if I could see the spirits. I wasn't able to, but I knew that I could feel them if I wanted to, so I stood still and asked them to come to me and let me know they were there. I felt nothing for a long time, then I felt a cold, clammy presence on the surface of my skin. Not unpleasant, but distinct. I asked how I might work with them. How could I step into work with my spirit world helpers? I heard the answer that all I have to do is do it. There is no barrier between spirit and me. Never has been. I have just created one because I am in human form now. I spent some time in the catacombs. At one point, I saw my father as a young man. I was putting cream on his right forearm. Soon after this image, the callback sounded. I thanked the spirits, Hummingbird, and Tree and returned. Drum Journey (Recording): ~30 minutes
This journey was to inquire more deeply about the purpose of my incarnation. I was called to Upper World. I arrived barefoot and in the usual muslin outfit I wear in Lower World. I entered the Hall of Knowledge, as I was immediately drawn there. Hummingbird met me in the hall. I entered the library and Hummingbird brought me a large, red book. I knew the answer to my question was inside, but I was unable to look. Teacher (Bell'ana) arrived to take me away on a different journey. I realized that the journey was within the book. There were no words or pages, but a vortex I needed to enter. So, with the CHSes in attendance, I opened the cover and dove into the bright circles of light. As it was with my meditations in OR recently, I received the message that I was here to "observe and report." This was no life of ambition; I am on a "vacation" life. Nothing grand will happen. I will not be influential or famous. Let all that go. I am her merely to observe and report. I am not special. I have no real gifts beyond what anyone else is capable of having. This was depressing. Do you believe these words? Bell'ana asked. I checked my body for a response. "Not really," I said. On the one hand, it was a relief not to have to strive for anything. On the other, it was sad to think I will not experience the metaphysical at my will in this lifetime (beyond random synchronicities). I returned to the library table and wept (also in OR). Hummingbird was there. "I have no Spirit. It's true," I said. "I am not special. I have no gifts. All this is made up. That is why I cannot receive anything helpful; I cannot imagine it." I went on lamenting my skeptical and logical mind. I asked Spirit to remove it from me, or at least lessen it considerably so it wouldn't get in my way. Bargaining! I would give up punctuality or organizational skills just to be closer to/communicate with Spirit... It was all a it pathetic, and I knew that, so I let it all go. The Callback sounded. I thanked Hummingbird and Bell'ana and returned. |
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