Ceremony 6

September 10, 2009

I am a Golden Skeleton



In the beginning of this ceremony I felt as though there was a cooing atmosphere of the pre-history state (prehistoric). Luco’s icaros was holding the space, creating a sort of electrical sponge-magnet, lifting the gray energies from me… I had the sensation that small gray droplets were being lifting, evaporated from my body.

There was a point in this journey where I felt so open, accepting, forgiving and totally in my being-state; I began to sense something coming to me and there appeared a floating fetus/embryo, glowing with life, curled, fragile and quiet, drifting through the yage-dimension towards me.
I took it into my hands and gently placed it inside myself, I absolutely knew that it was my Father.

A voice came and said, “Your mother will be arriving in five or ten minutes.” Within this time period I observed another embryo floating towards me and took it into me with the same holy reverence as my father’s.

I wrote: Having them both in me, feeling that ‘our parents’ are the keys to a kind of transformative-redemption.

A deep sensation of I-ness came upon me and I sunk deep within a kind of soul-knowing that I’d never experienced so crystal clear, thoughts of what my life path will be, etc., floated through my consciousness, the realization that “I am a writer.” went cosmically deep, it was as though my soul was being deeply present to the ’form’ it had worked out so to express itself in this incarnation. A deep reverence for Life and existing saturated me for several hours as I lay in my bed with huge deep smiles, that I had arrived at this place of acknowledging my ’feathers’.

I envisioned myself sitting in a throne (It may have been a merging with an individual spirit.) and transforming into a stylized kind of Mayan/Aztec skeleton; I experienced my bones turning into solid gold, glowing radiant yellow (sun).

I recall, while sitting up and laying down, being able to clear gray/crossed energies via East, West, North and South up and down vortexes. I believe I made/facilitated these gestures with my arms and hands.

I experienced encasing myself in a sort of star and residing there, spinning and staying still via the center, like twirling a bucket of water and its contents holding still.

Dark energies seemed to be surfacing (residue): Luco performed an icaros over me; later he knelt down and whispered “I love you.”

A sadness came over me, a ’remorse of conscience’ concerning how my last visit to my father went… I embraced my Dad and said that I loved him.

I wrote: The sense of souls who are ’in’ bodies.
I believe that I connected to both the group in the ceremony house and humanity at large.

Blossoming, rediscovering my core-happiness as me,
to take full charge of my beingness. This was by far one of the most significant events of my entire life and so far as my spirit journeys/work too.

This came to me during the journey: That ~ There are no symbols: Like water rushing over a stop sign, like a stone reading ’Falling Rocks Ahead’. We imbue pure impression with our own meaning, the symbol is not the meaning, it is the unresolved wish for this meaning that creates the ’wish’… The symbol does not contain its reconciliation…

Allot of smiling: deep peaceful electric…

The chore of being alive in Death.


Messages

‘Ask more from my friends to share of themselves.’
‘Get rid of the crow. The dove.’ (I once felt that this was one of my spirit/totem animals.)

The vision of the dove arriving.

The thought ~ Each time you run ten feet more towards where the ocean shore seems to be going it advances 100 miles. The experience of its direction as right now, standing still.

The thanking of Hanna McNaughton. (A long overdue sending out of an appreciation for her long ago investments in our deep friendship and joys together.)

Feeling giant insect wings attached to my shoulder blades.

Sensing myself as a sort of organic material suspended, like being the consciousness of hanging moss or lichen…

The Sanango effects were coming on very strong; it was during these several ceremonies that I developed a deep connection to its spirit-presence, its quiet reassuring dance and immense graciousness. Experiencing involuntary muscle spasms, guttural sounds.

Thoughts: The soul is not the drama. It is in a human predicament. To see people as they are. The message to stay on this path, i.e., to stay here at Infinite Light Peru.

A deep appreciation and endless gratitude to ayahuasca… Timelessness.

The longest icaros that night touched me deeply.
The connection between what we attract and feel and our sexual fluids…

The acceptance; the agreement to hold this life given as the most precious, to take this life and embrace it in total. Immersion through positive presence.

My soul is outlined by this body.

‘Get out of the way.’
‘Let God walk you.’

There were a few instances where I envisioned beings transforming (on my consciousness) into different geometric beings-shapes or body compositions.