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.
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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. Drum Journey (Recording): ~15 minutes
During my morning meditation, I received a call to journey. I had no intention except to find out for what I was being called. I was immediately drawn to Upper World. Upper World: I entered and Teacher (Bell'anna) emerged from a stone in the walkway to the Hall of Knowledge. She took me into the main library, which had been redecorated into more of a rustic atmosphere, with wooden furniture and a small fire pit at the center. I sat there and she told me Grandmother would be joining us. Teacher brought down a large red book and handed it to me. These are the stories of your female ancestors, Teacher said. Grandmother had appeared now and was tending the fire as I looked through the book. I saw my mother, her mother, her mother, and so on. I saw men as well, being abusive to the women, physically, sexually, and emotionally. finally landed on an image of a smiling, upturned face of a woman who could have been in her 20s as easily as her 50s. Youthful and joyful. Your have entered the croning time. You have no daughters. This is your time to end the cycle of violence. Draw your power to you. The pain ends with you. Teacher handed me a staff that had a bird on top of it—a hawk?—which flew away, leaving the feathers behind attached to the top of the staff. The top was encrusted with gemstones (mainly moonstone) and had a smooth space where the hand would go. The base was orange and red with fire colors and from it came vines that snaked up the staff in various shades of green. This is your crone staff, Nashawe. You will recreate it in Ordinary Reality. She threw it on the fire, where Grandmother poked at it. The staff dissolved into sparks of fire. It will be here for you when you are in Non-ordinary Reality, Teacher told me. Then, Grandmother gave me a capsule, which I swallowed. This is moss beneath the Tree of Knowledge outside of my home, Grandmother said. Let it fill you with ancestral knowledge and belief in your own experience. You are no longer a child. You are stepping into elder. You will come to us for more training, but it is time for you to embrace your own knowledge and share it. I sat for a moment with my teachers and watched the fire. Callback sounded. I thanked them both deeply and returned. Drum Journey (Recording): ~15 minutes
Note: This journey took place on 1/11/2019 I went to Lower World to meet again with all my helping spirits at the Sacred Fire. To my surprise, we all lifted in the air and flew north across LW to a large field. The helping spirits all circled around me and the Sacred Fire also appeared in the center of the circle. Reeds Blowing came forward and announced that From now forward you will be known as Nashawe in this place. This will be your name. This is who you are. He handed me a long staff that had blue fabric wrapped around it, and glistening stones embedded in it. There were also owl feathers (donated from Owl) hanging from the top. I was given a flower crown and a waist wrap that kept changing colors.* Then, each one of the helping spirits came and greeted me as Nashawe, some with a gift and some with a hug or a small bow. It was a brief but very satisfying journey. I felt connected and peaceful when the callback came. I thanked all the helping spirits and returned to OR. *I had just taken psilocybin, so that might have influenced it, but I believe it was too early in the trip to have had this visualization. I rather think that my traveling mind was indecisive. :) Drum Journey (Self-drumming): ~10 minutes
I went to Lower World to meet with all my helping spirits at the Sacred Fire. I had received the notice that I passed the MFT exam four days earlier and wanted to give thanks. I greeted all the helping spirits and gave them an offering of fruits, vegetables, and wildflowers. Reeds Blowing came and offered congratulations to me from all. He told me, You are now Nashawe. He fashioned a heart out of bird feathers as well as animal fur, skin, and sinew. He replaced my heart with this one. He then wrapped a long cape over me, made with woven flowers. Here, you will now be known as Nashawe, place where two rivers meet. You connect the spirit world with the world of man. I asked if it was all right to use the name in ordinary reality. Reeds Blowing said I could use it with respect and not exploit it or its reverence. I gave thanks to every helping spirit. Reeds Blowing told me to return for an official initiation later, which I agreed to do. Callback and return to OR |
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