Here I am! Been out in the wilderness finding my way back to Life for five months now. Many indigenous cultures send their people out into the wild to survive or die as a spiritual practice. The win, if they survive, is often a shift into a more expanded consciousness. My tribe–composed of many multi-dimensional and elemental forms of life like dragons and faeries–follows the same practice, apparently…
The path into this wilderness quest was determined twenty five years ago in Egypt when I chose to drink the “local” water offered to me by our taxi driver. Water infected with a parasite called schistosoma mansoni. One might say, indeed, I actually walked out into the quest that day… and just didn’t recognize the path I chose until twenty five years later 😛 Continue reading “Waving From The Wilderness”
It’s been a few months since I put fingers to keyboard in the hope of communicating something fresh–something to inspire and activate your sense of wonder and wellbeing. I just reread my last article (Emerging Awakened) and–it’s true–I come new and “naked” and open. So, tell me what you want.
I am listening. These days, that’s most of what I “do.” I listen. To thoughts, to words, to the sound of silence, to the brilliance of others… And–in the listening–somewhere in the vastness that is MIND, dots connect into lines that become answers and understanding. From both directions. And the shapes–or blocks of thought and feeling–that emerge are woven into the weft of All I Am.
We had a plan for our last day with John of God. Revision line in the morning (Remember, this is the line for one week after spiritual surgery to see if any further intervention is required), and we intended to spend our last afternoon in the Current room meditating. That was the plan — dependent upon the entity passing us through the revision line with no additional directions (other than, perhaps, sit in the Entity’s Current Room.) And, even though that may be how the revision line goes 99% of the time… Not this time for us.
I was told to do another Crystal Bath. Alan started wheeling me out, thinking, “OK, ” when the entity, through John of God, pointed at him and said, “2 o’clock line.” (This means that the current entity embodying Medium Joao isn’t the expert to deal with Alan’s situation, and he needs to return for the next session and go before the afternoon’s entity.)
Two weeks ago, I planned to be in flight to Abadiania, Brazil today to immerse myself in the healing currents of Casa Dom Ignacio and Medium Joao (better known as John of God here in the US; >) Two weeks ago, I was making packing lists, reflecting with gratitude upon the vast well-being I’ve already received from my visits to Abadiania, and meditating upon what is next for me on this adventure of awakening into All I Am with the help of the Entities. I was finishing up my last set of herbs from the previous spiritual surgeries in December, 2011, and observing the shifts of consciousness in both my body and mind as I prepared. That was two weeks ago. Continue reading “Abadiania, Here I Come – John of God”
One way or another, change happens. Change, as some philosophers say, is the only constant I don’t know about you… but with 59 years on the planet, I’m still coming to terms with this.
Let go and let God. Easy for someone else to say about my Life. I’m the one with the vested interest, and the uncertainty that — by the very nature of change has to accompany it — tends to make me a little nervous. OK, nervous is a euphemism. Anxious. Change makes me anxious. There I said it. The changes I like are the changes in which I am control. Like changing what I eat for breakfast. That’s a change I can embrace easily because the “unknown” factors are manageable to the part of my mind that craves predictability.
I scheduled the three Crystal Baths around the afternoon session so that I could sit in the Current Room during my friends’ surgeries. I did two back to back before, and I came into the Current Room feeling refreshed, relaxed, and eager to experience. I’d read many articles on the internet and watched video clips on Google that talked about the Current Room and how powerful it can be in its own right; that not only did the group focus create an energetic support system for the psychic surgeries, but that the Entities also worked with people during meditation there… Like I said, I was eager!
As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt waves of energy passing through my body. In my mind’s eye, I saw patterns of light: spirals, orbs that radiated like a ripple, beams passing through my awareness, morphing colors. Truly, a visual cornucopia… which for me is somewhat unusual as my more typical mode in these types of experiences is auditory and kinesthetic. Continue reading “John of God – Afternoon of the First Day in the Casa”
So, I made my Prayer Lists… I made several; discovering how good it felt to free-associate both my desires and the acknowledgement of patterns in my choices that impacted the fruition of them. I placed all of my Prayers for help in the fulfillment of my desires and the release of contradicting patterns into the Prayer Basket. Immanuel assured me that the Entities are integrating everything in the Prayer Basket with the questions we bring directly to the Entity present through John of God. I believed him. From those lists, I clarified these three concrete questions oriented towards physical concerns: Continue reading “John of God – First Morning in the Casa Process”
We arrived after a red-eye flight, excited and sleepy. About a half hour from Abadiania, we could ‘feel’ the energies. How to describe what it felt like… subtle, yet clear that something changed; like an almost silent hum in the air.
The town is more like a village. There are cars, of course, but there are also horses drawing carts down the streets. Or should I say: one street. One main street. If the buildings were less colorful, I might think we were in the Wild West – that’s what the infra-structure reflects.
A time when almost every culture on Earth celebrates a story of miracles. A time when joyful amazement sets the tone for celebration and rejoicing.
For me, the miracle story closest to my heart wraps around the turning seasons. Tis the Season of Solstice when the darkest night reflects the faith of a people dependent upon the warmth of the sun for sustenance and survival. It is a time to come together and celebrate faith – faith in the turning cycles that will bring warmth and sunlight again – before there is any evidence of Light’s return. In the darkness, people gather to share what is left of the last harvest’s bounty in belief of the bounty to come; to rejoice in the appreciation of faith.