- Bury them in the earth
- Soak them in salt water
- Lay them in the Sun
- Lay them under the full moon
- Pray over them
Back from a weekend in Paradise and having experienced a plethora of sensations throughout the whole weekend, today I woke up feeling a bit rebellious. My last blog was about Sahasrara and the Medicine of Attachments, and the question was: Why would I choose to live my life according to a cosmic consciousness, when most things I do, and most things I love are in the material plane?
A woman was shown a revelation. As she was seated, she didn’t feel like engaging with the spoken word in a sharing circle. So she remained silent, with eyes closed, crossed legs. What came afterwards was a most profound meditation from which spirit clearly said to her, you need to strengthen your foundation in order for you to be able to raise your consciousness. Otherwise you may end up trying to compensate with spirit what your foundation lacks.
It is different for everyone. And it certainly isn’t about choosing to live one’s life according to a cosmic consciousness over the material plane, but to create a life of self-discovery, with a strong foundation and determination over one’s path. To be the master of one’s own destiny. To tap into one’s power as moving towards their Personal Legend, that’s what her meditation was about.
Earthly attachments are not important, when a human being has reached a state of wholeness, because she or he has embraced and emerged from the formless roots of her or his unconscious past, growing wings to fly into the sky.
Spirit Animal today: Lioness.
Spirit Message today: London.
The sacred mountain has a call that, once answered, is impossible to resist.
And so we return, for the 9th time in this year of 2012, for a time of rest and rebuilding while we play a game of light & Spirit: 100 Layers from God weekend workshop.
As we head higher up and further into the mountain, we lose the vibrations of civilization (including cell signal& internet). We unplug from technology and plug into a higher vibration of nature & spirit.
For this reason, we will not be posting a daily blog until next Tuesday.
I think you’ll survive.
“It is eternity now; I am in the midst of it. It is about me in the sunshine; I am in it, as the butterfly in the light-laden air. Nothing has to come; it is now. Now is eternity; now is immortal life.”
~ Richard Jefferies
Sahasrara, the light chakra, located at the crown of the head or a little way above it. Multi-colored. As the crown chakra, it deals with pure cosmic energy. Often referred as a thousand-petaled lotus flower, it is said to be the most subtle chakra in the system, relating to pure consciousness, and it is from this chakra that all the others emanate.
This is where your spirit is connected to your body and where your soul enters into your body.
When a yogi is able to raise his or her Kundalini, the energy of consciousness, up to this point, the state of Samādhi (oneness with God) is experienced.
As stated, it is from this chakra that all others emanate. Sahasrara can be blocked by earthly attachments. Attachments that may support the illusion of separation, as the direct influence of Ajna (see Ajna blog). The crown chakra symbolizes detachment from (or rising above) illusion; an essential element in obtaining a higher consciousness of the truth that one is all and all is one. To meditate on the attachments that we may have and let them flow down a river, so that we can let the cosmic energy flow through ourselves. Surrendering.
But… Why would I choose to live my life according to a cosmic consciousness, when most things I do, and most things I love are in the material plane?
Good question, isn’t it? Intimate one for myself. A question I will get in the next couple of days…
“Spiritual liberation is not at all a mere affair of the intellect, but rather the realization of the inmost Self, the inward vision of the soul, and the transcendence of the personality.” —Yogi
As I was searching through old e-mails, I found this one in the archives.
That’s when things started quickening and getting very intense. It’s only increased since then.
April 1, 2010
As we go up in this chakral journey, we have come now to the sixth vortex of energy, the third eye chakra. Also known, in the language of Sanskrit, as Ajna.
Located at the center of the brain, directly behind the eyebrow center, its activation is through the center of the forehead, the third eye. Ajna is considered as the eye of intuition. Of purple vibration. When something is seen in the mind’s eye, or in a dream, it is being ‘seen’ through Ajna. The mind, with its’ great capacity is creating a bridge, allowing a connection between the realms of waking consciousness and Spirit.
Ajna deals with insight and it’s said to be blocked in part by the greatest illusion of separation (Maya). The things you think are separate and different are actually one and the same. Like human kind. We live as if divided. As individuals we are constantly struggling to protect our individual identities, but truth is that in the realm of energy and spirit, we are the reflection of a greater reality where everything is connected. That’s how we end up projecting ourselves into other peoples lives.
THE FLAME OF WATER
There’s a tale about an entire planet going through a transformation and a medicine woman who saw beyond the veil of death through her third eye…
When the human beings from the Blue Planet began to die from cold, they realized Fire was no longer burning as their natural primal force. One by one they began to succumb, not from a normal cold, as they weren’t shivering, but feeling their insides crystallizing… It was like falling into a strange deep dream.
A humming chant to water came intuitively from the vocal chords of Mama Owl, an old wise woman, waking every single soul of the planet to a new reality. They weren’t dead, but transformed with light bodies. As the chant emerged stronger, their reality became an alternate one, in which Water was now their Fire, burning brightly. And the separation of the elements was now understood to be an illusion. After dying to their old ways and been brought back to Life, their perception and intuition expanded and they realized that they were all a part of the same whole.
Mama Owl knew that the apparent manner of death was in fact a liberation into a new reality, and certainly it was only after they “died” (to their old reality) that they could finally see in their minds how connected everything was. They were now purified & refined. This old humble woman saw and knew the truth. She had the ability to navigate through the darkest night and bring back nourishment for the entire planet. When everything was “dark & lost”, her owl essence guide their souls back to a new path of union and wisdom.
“There is in all visible things…a hidden wholeness. You must always be prepared to leave one reality for a greater one.”
The last installment of this series is hopefully the best.
Tonight I will finish the story I began last Tuesday with Part 1.
To recap: last Fri eve I returned to my favorite part of the El Yunque rainforest. After a profound meditation, I hiked down to the river barefoot and without light. That was an incredible experience. In the darkness, my senses expanded beyond what I had ever known as I became a creature of the jungle.
That night was the first time I had slept out in the open, without a tent, in the rainforest. It was under a decaying tin roof of a long abandoned hacienda.
Such an ecosystem is abound with life, especially at night. The noise level is incredible. Coqui tree frogs and crickets create a musical vibration that fills the night and envelops you completely. When you add the exotic jungle night birds, you get a true tropical soundtrack that serves to awaken and enliven ones senses and energies. It really is awe inspiring, but without a tent you are also completely exposed to any and all jungle creatures that come across your scent. Fortunately, there are no large or particularly dangerous animals in Puerto Rico. I was glad I didn’t need to worry about jaguars or poisonous snakes.
The most dangerous creature is a scorpion, but the most problematic are mosquitoes. Surprisingly, I have spent nights here where they were virtually non-existent. On this trip they were not bad for most of the night. Not until I climbed into my bed did they start to harass me. With no tent or netting to keep them away, all I could do was retreat under the blanket, with only a small hole to breath through. Even like that, I ended up getting a mosquito bite on my upper lip.
It was a rough night. Didn’t get much sleep. Stayed in the protective cocoon of my blankets until the powerful tropical sun drove away the diminutive pests.
I did have another visitor buzz me early in the morning. A hummingbird spent all day checking out the strange new visitor in her territory.
Hummingbird medicine: “It is said that Hummingbird brings love as no other medicine can. Follow Sister Hummingbird and you will experience a renewal of the magic of living.
Hummingbird is loved by the flowers and plants, for as it sucks the nectar from the flower, the plant reproduces and more of its kind are created. Its presence brings joy to the observer watching it. The hummingbird is the only creature that can stop dead while traveling at full speed; can hover; or can go forward, backward, up or down. Great Spirit created Hummingbird to be slightly different from other feathered creatures. Hummingbird lives on nectar and searches for the sweetness of life. It’s purpose is to pollinate the flowers of the world. Its long “nose” lets it bypass the often tough and bitter outer layer to find the hidden treasurers underneath. The song of hummingbird awakens the medicine flowers.
Hummingbird’s message is adaptability in life’s many situations and being able to “roll with the punches”. If you have hummingbird medicine, you adapt easily to whatever situation you may find yourself in, and make the most of your new circumstances. You don’t waste time looking back and wishing for “what was” for you are concerned with making the most of “what is”. ” http://www.birdclan.org/hummingbird.html
I spent the whole of the day at my camp, doing Yoga, meditating, sleeping. Set up a yoga swing from the rafters. I could hear and smell the people who were visiting the river down below, but I was not feeling very social on this quest. So I stayed in my space until the end of the day, when everyone had left.
I headed down to the river with not much daylight left. I wanted to go earlier, but it had been raining. That sometimes happens in the rainforest.
The sound of the river had increased, and I was excited to see how high the water had got with the rains. Sometimes the rains cause intense flash floods that turn the tranquil streams into raging torrents.
I made it down to the river just before dark, and immediately began to pray and meditate at the ceremonial altar. Shortly after I arrived, I could hear the roar of the river change its pitch to a higher frequency, with an intense hiss from the waterfall that told me the water was rising still.
I wanted to look at the waterfall, which is not visible from shore, but was concerned about the rising water levels. Every year in El Yunque, dozens of souls are lost to flash floods.
I am an adventurer, but I am also careful and cautious. I have 2 children who need their father still, so I try to not be unduly reckless.
Being a Cancer, a water sign, I am at home in this element, and have played in it my entire life: Swimming, sailing, canoeing, whitewater kayaking, surfing, snorkeling, etc. I’ve had a few close calls, but have made it through some extraordinary situations.
In this case, I mad a careful evaluation of the area and determined that even if a flash flood came, there was a safe place to exit. And so I entered the muddy, swollen stream and made the short swim to take a look at the waterfall. The water was higher and more powerful than I had ever seen it. It was exciting and exhilarating.
This was the same waterfall that had called me to swim under it and enter the cave behind it on my very first visit there, in the black of night (Part 2). Since that time, 2 years ago, I had been to the cave many times, including the night before, when the water had been low and it was not much of a challenge at all.
I was not even considering it this evening. Too dangerous. It was getting dark quickly, the water was too high and rising. I doubted it was even possible because the current was so strong.
But still there was this small voice inside that was calling to me. I brushed it off as my ego trying to be macho. No, I said to myself, there is no shame in knowing when nature is too powerful to toy with.
But still, the voice persisted. Calling me to the cave behind the waterfall.
I thought, maybe – if I had a little more daylight – then I would try.
The voice told me it would only take 30 seconds to swim under – if I could.
Just the thought of it brought up so much fear. But the voice persisted.
After studying the current, the river and the waterfall, I concluded that it was probably not possible. The current was so powerful and the river so narrow at that point. But it was also not terribly dangerous. The worst that would happen is that I would get pushed back.
Eventually I gathered my courage, overcame my fear and made the decision to give it a try. I climbed up on a rock beside the torrent and dove straight into it, towards the waterfall. I felt the current grab me immediately. I know there was no fighting it and the only possible way was to go deep, under the current. So I dove down to the rock overhang about 10 ft underwater, a route that I usually take that brings me to my destination. But this time I was met with a strong current that pushed me back downstream. I knew better than to fight the current, so I surrendered and let it carry me downstream to the place I had dove from.
There. I was satisfied that I had tried. It took some courage. I tried and failed, but that did not bother me.
But still the voice was there. Maybe if I go down deeper, the current wont be so strong. Fortunately there was another voice present: the voice of reason! It told me that I had tried the impossible and that was good enough. Plus it was continuing to get darker and the river continuing to rise. At this water level, the cave behind the waterfall my be flooded anyway and there might be no place to surface and get air.
The call of the challenge was more convincing than my reason and fear, so I decided to try one more time. This time, when I dove into the rushing current, I went straight down, maybe 15 feet deep. Because of the silt of the high water and the fading daylight, it was really dark under the water. Even with my eyes wide open under the water, it was pitch black at that depth. But the current was indeed less, so I swam upstream toward the waterfall. Just as I was almost there my body was grabbed by the rushing hydraulics of the swollen waterfall and once again I was swept downstream.
Surely that was enough to satisfy the small crazy voice that kept pushing me. 2 attempts is more than anyone else would ever do in these circumstances. But no. The voice was not satisfied. I did not go all the way to the bottom. Plus 3 tries is such a nice round number. And you know what they say: 3rd time’s a charm. Just as before my arguments of reason and common sense could not overcome the call. So I answered. One more time.
For the last time I dove in, and swam hard for the bottom. This is a very deep part of the river, where the canyon walls get narrow. It was a spooky feeling going deep into total darkness. It went deeper than I imagined, but eventually I touched the bottom and began to swim upstream. Sure enough – there was no current on the very bottom and I was able to swim right up to, underneath and behind the raging waterfall.
It was glorious!
I couldn’t believe that I had actually made it there.
I stayed there in the cave for just a few minutes, feeling the thundering vibrations of the water echoing off the stones and shaking my bones. So much power! I took a moment to be still and take it all in. Absorbing the primal life force energy of the elements. It was then that I realized that the small voice was that of my spirit or my soul. It KNEW what was possible for me, even when I did not. by following the call I achieved something so extraordinary that fed and strengthened my spirit more than anything else I could imagine.
I left my fear in the river that night, in the cave behind the waterfall.
And my spirit soared.
What is your inner voice calling you to do?
Please do answer in the comment section below.
Vishuddha is the fifth primary chakra, of electrifying blue vibration. The sound chakra. Positioned at the neck region near the spine, with its activation point in the pit of the throat. It is related to the element of Ether, and deals with self-expression through the spoken and unspoken word. It governs pure consciousness, inspiration in speech, eloquence, and perception of the archetypal models.
LAYER: How we block our self-expression? What a question. We could point out so many things, but for one, let’s begin with dishonesty in our speech. Lying to others, of course. But even more insidious, lying to ourselves.
Vishuda is all about communication, confession, truthfulness, self-knowledge, synthesis, expression, faith.
Back in September one of our blogs was about True Essence: http://100layers.org/94-days-
Dear friends, we cannot lie about our own nature. We must accept that which we are.
The chakra of truth encourages us to attain purification through our communication, first with ourselves, so that truthful communication with others can follow, organically. If we can achieve this with ourselves, our truth to others will flow with ease and grace.
On the other hand, we may encounter people who will not listen what we have to share. Therefore our fifth chakra can be blocked.
How about embracing your element, that place in which you feel at home, in which your self-expression is nurtured?
I’ll speak for myself here. For me it is the way of the artist. Performing my creations is my greatest expression and inspiration, my joy. That’s how I feel “in my truth”. Then comes Yoga, another great love in my life. When practicing, all is well in my world.
If not doing any of these, I can feel my throat chakra shut down and my life appears stagnant.
I go back to my element. Like a female wolf runs towards the water, or a wild woman in her truest sense.
“The greatest human quest is to know what one must do in order to become a human being.”
– Immanuel Kant
In part 1, I began the tale of my quest to the rainforest last week. Part 2 told of the magic & power of El Yunque and my first trip there. Now in part 3, I will continue the tale, but I cannot promise to finish tonight. There is much to tell and precious little time.
As you may recall, I was called upon to spend a few nights in the rainforest just 1 day after guiding a group there, last Thursday. I was dropped off after dark without food, tent or sleeping bag. After setting up camp, I made my medicine wheel and began my meditation, in which I connected deeply with the earth and all her elements. It was a beautiful and profound meditation, after which I knew what I must do in that moment: go down to the river.
I was camped up above, just a short distance off the trail in an old abandoned hacienda. In the daylight is is about a 1o minute hike down the trail to the sacred ceremonial site on Rio las Tinajas. But in my meditation, I was called upon to go down with nothing. No shoes, no clothes and no light.
I have hiked many times in the rainforest barefoot, sometimes for great distances. It is challenging, for certain, but invigorating. It creates a powerful bond with the earth that is unlike any other. But i have never gone without clothes. Or light.
This is a remote area, where no 2-leggeds are known to tread at night, at least before this one. So I had no fear of running into anyone. Only running off an unseen cliff in the dark.
The half moon was beginning to rise in the east, so the was light in the sky to illuminate the trail, but not directly. I descended into the valley towards the river. The darkness enveloped me completely as the trees covered the trail. All of my senses were heightened. I crept along the trail, cautiously, cat-like, as the jungle rang out in a high decibel symphony of life. When I couldn’t see the trail, I looked to the sky to see where the trees parted for a clue to where I should step next. It had been raining that day, so the trail was wet, muddy and slippery. Some places had deep puddles that I tried to avoid, but in the darkness it is difficult to avoid that which cannot be seen.
This hike was an exercise in patience. As long as I moved slowly and carefully there was no real danger and little fear. It was like a game. Or a test.
The most challenging part was the steep final descent to the river. With a thick canopy above, the darkness was complete. But I knew the path I had taken many times before. Moving slowly, using hands and feet, I made my way down, all the way to my sacred spot beside my beloved river.
I made it!
Another meditation at the ancient altar, followed by a swim into the cave behind the waterfall. The water level was still low, as it was the day before, so it was easy. One of the few times I was able to reach the cave without a big jolt of fear and adrenaline. This was my reward for making it down alive.
To be continued…
“My heart is green.” That’s the answer my friend always gets when she kisses her little boy good night and asks him what color is this, pointing his chest.
A pure boy whose eyes are a reflection of pure, deep, selfless love. A boy living through the power of the fourth chakra completely opened, Anahata.
Of green vibration, Anahata is considered the air chakra and it is said to be located near the region of the heart, in the central channel behind the spine. It symbolizes the consciousness of love, empathy, selflessness and devotion. In the Anahata vibration, life begins to unfold beyond the laws of Karma, since one begins to make decisions by ‘following the heart’.
LAYER: The blocking layers can be many, but for today, GRIEF.
The heart vibration opens us to experiences, to people, to circumstances, making us feel connected, but what happens when things change? There’s loss, and when there’s loss, there’s grief. Probably the deepest emotional response to change.
There’s a story about Ananda, the disciple of Gautama Buddha. It is told that when Buddha died, Ananda was still at his side, weeping for himself since his beloved teacher attained eternity through his death, and he was still there. The story says that Ananda stayed awake for the whole night, meditating deeply and feeling his pain and sorrow, for real. By the morning, it is said, he was enlightened.
Times of great grief have the potential to be times of great transformation… If we go deep, to the very roots of our pain, without judging, but accepting.
Can we accept changes as divine gifts? Can we open ourselves to purify the grief of our hearts through the pain itself? Can we lay all our grief out in front of us, when we all have felt great losses? How about trying? We never know. We may realize then that love is a form of energy and it swirls inside and all around us. People, circumstances, pets in our lives may change, but the love in all of us is permanent, eternal, and it never fails to reborn manifested since it should be a reflection of a loving inner atmosphere.
A tip? We can purify our grief by chanting with devotion to heal our hearts. By singing, we could probably end up feeling our hearts of green color… back again.
Inspirations from Osho, Take it Easy, vol.2, chap.12.