So far I had interacted with fingers on a hand popping up from the earth, been up close and personal with a lioness, been visited by pigs in the night and sent down the rabbit hole to have bits taken out of me. Yet my last journey was the most powerful of all.
My journey started with me seeing lots of children of all races. I also saw mothers with children. I asked if I could see my children and a my friend who was across from me appeared in my vision. She was very beautiful and was wearing a white robe and an orange beaded necklace. She shone in the light. She said ' Of course Susie, here they are' She held out her hand and our two sons aged 25 and 21 appeared before me. They both said 'Hello Mum' and then it all went back to when they were babies, then toddlers then schoolboys. It was so emotional that I woke up crying. I could not stop myself, but as my tears fell heavily on my blanket I could hear Shamen singing in my ears. It was not our Shaman's voice as he was not sitting on his chair and his wife was sitting on the floor playing an instrument.
I lay down again thinking 'I will stop crying soon' and I did. It was like a wave of emotion came over me and I could not stop the tears from flowing, it was like I was crying for every mother on the earth. My friend was still around in my visions. I could see beautiful ladies' faces but their voices were that of my friend and she kept talking to me. At one point I sat up to see where she was and she was still across from me asleep on her mat. She was reassuring me all the time that everything was OK, and that my children loved me.
Next I was standing at the entrance of a swirling black hole. My husband was there wearing his familiar hat and beige jacket. I took his hand and asked what it was. He said he did not know. Suddenly the voice of my friend appeared again. It was the same friend who had reassured me that to go down the black hole last time was OK.
'Go through' he said, 'It's all right, it is only another dimension. I have been there before so I know it is OK' So we both walked through. There were little yellow lights on the sides and when we got to the end it was all dark yet we could see each other. 'What's he up to ?' My husband said.
'(His name) Where the f**k are we?'
Our friend's voice came from the darkness with a chuckle and said ' I told you it was OK'
I was now in a coffin. I lay there as the two doors banged shut above me. 'Not nice down here is it?' the demon said sat down next to me. He told me that this what we believed happened, put in a box and that was it .... It's not.
In my next vision the Jaguar came and he crawled up my body as I was laying on my mat. He disappeared into me and into my heart. I felt strong. I could feel him in between my feet under my blanket and he moved to my right side and laid down next to me. I woke up stroking my blanket! Yet I could still feel him near me.
Native North American Indians appeared in the cabana and they lined the walls all seated. They bowed forward and held out their hands. A chief held in his hand a string of coloured tobacco packets from the tobacco tying ceremony normally done at the workshop. He smiled at me and told me that I must tell the lady who did this with us 'Thank you' he also said he knew we did this ceremony. He then put the string of colours into my left hand, smiled and disappeared. I saw chiefs with animals on their head dresses such the buffalo and the eagle. The ordinary Indians took me by the hands and led me to a tribe where I saw where they lived, their fires, their dogs, warriors, women and children. Some were on horses and some were just sitting down.
I saw giant Indians sitting on chairs and I only came up to the chair leg. I gazed in awe at these people and they looked down at me. Big, large powerful men.
I found myself in a native South American Indian hut. I saw the thatched roof and they were carrying spears. I saw their head dresses, not as elaborate as the North Americans. I recall how small they were, as I am not very tall myself. They had war paint on their faces.
One came and knelt down beside me on my right side. He held his hands over me palms down, like he was warming his hands in front of a fire. His hands began to hover over my body and I turned in mid air as the same was done to the back of me. He was singing all the time.
A South American Shaman appeared and he was a huge, strong, powerful man. He looked down at me and smiled.
As I lay on my mat snakes appeared and began to entwine themselves first round my arms, then my legs and finally my body. I could feel them slithering all over me, such bright colours they were. I did not feel scared at all, just very content.
Our Shaman was doing a healing ceremony on one of the ladies in our group and his singing compelled me to get up and listen. As he was chanting, little red lights danced on the empty mat next to me and directly behind the Shaman. It was not the reflection of the fire, these lights were small, round and twinkling all over the mat.
Once again, I staggered down to the cabana by the beach for a drink and some food. My friend who had advised we go through the swirling hole came walking down shortly after. I noticed that he had a monkey clinging to his back. It was a little one with a cute face and a bushy tail. I opened my mouth to say '(His name) you've got a ......" but my voice vanished and I could not speak. I decided not to say it again, but save it for a later time as I was obviously not meant to say anything in the first place.
After this journey I started to question why this time had been so different. There had been people who did not want to drink for their own reasons, some only drank a little, others did not seem enthusiastic at all. If you were to ask about their journeys, the usual response was 'It was OK' or 'Yeh, I saw some stuff' but that was as far as it went. It was like no-one wanted to talk about it or share and there was none of the usual anticipation to drink again after each ceremony.
So I asked myself more questions ....
Are we being distracted from the plant and her powers by some unknown force who thinks we have seen too much?
Are we being challenged to see how easy it is to send us back into the dumbed down world?
Is the plant testing us to see how easily we are distracted from her?
Have we just been taking halucogenic drugs or was what we have seen, learned and heard really knowledge that there is more than this 5 sense world?
Have we just been playing silly buggers?
I do not know the answer to my own questions, what I do know is we have all embarked on these journeys, and I cannot help but feel that the throwing together of our tribe was done for a reason. One we do not know about just yet.
No comments:
Post a Comment