A Shamanic Journey

Last Saturday found me circling with a mentor of mine and a small group of individuals who have become very special to me over about the past eighteen months.  This was our second annual all-day shamanic journey retreat.

In my morning journey, I ascended to the Upper World and quickly flew to a black crystalline fortress floating in space.  This was the home of L___________, one of my inner spirit guides.  Standing at an open doorway, She beckoned me inside, Her raven black hair flowing over an iridescent blue-green cape.  She moved like water up bejeweled stone stairs to Her black crystal throne, turned and sat, smiling benevolently from out of a fair face with large eyes the shape and coloring of peacock feathers.  Two huge onyx panthers came to life at the bottom of the steps, turned to me in gentle greeting.

I asked L__________ about dual consciousness.  She replied with many statements in rapid succession.  I found it hard to keep up.  Basically, She emphasized that I notice the visible and invisible (to my own eyes) beauty in all things, the movement and life in everything.

Above us gleamed a cathedral-like ceiling, the bottom half of an enormous emerald globe, finely cut and interspersed with lapis shades of blue.  Soon, this smoothed out into an opal filled with a web-work of scintillation, mostly blue and green with hints of purple.  I floated up into it.  Inside, I heard L___________ say, “Be between the spaces,” or something very close to that.  My mind translated:  Where dense matter is, there is always peaceful space.  Be there in that spaciousness.  Feeling at one with it all, I levitated within a warm expanse of green light and floating crystals, their hues ranging along the rainbow spectrum.

Then, L____________ took me through a day in my present life.  From home to work, everything was cast in a calming light.  Before leaving my house in the morning, I took note in the dining room of a lead crystal vase holding peacock feathers, cherished mementos from my husband’s and my wedding reception in 2012.  These were one of many a visual reminder that L____________ is ever-present around me.

A little later, I saw vining plants fill the hallway where my office is located, a tunnel of thriving verdancy.  I understood, yet again, how being with plants is a way into feeling  the wonderful spaciousness of existence.  L____________ kept reminding me to see and be with the beauty all around in both the large and small spaces between, each of them ultimately simply peaceful space.  Plants live this understanding so naturally.  “It’s all there,” She hummed.

We returned to L_____________’s fortress in the cosmos.  I then floated backwards from Her mighty abode, back to Earth, smiling in farewell, for now, even though we’ve never actually parted.

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