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Feeling: Floored
I have SO much news. I feel as though I should have a hat on because then I'd have something to hang onto...things are shifting, moving, clearing and integrating at a pretty brisk pace but I Am loving it!!
Thanks to everyone who's come to visit Tynee. I know he touched many of you with his message. He left last night and said to say he'll be back as soon as he can re-negotiate his deal, unfortunately it won't be for another 26,000 years.
I'm not really supposed to be writing this right now as I have to paint a neighbour's front door this weekend and I'm so late already. I just had to say the last 36 hrs have been WILD.
The synchronicities have been so cool, so amazing. The 11:11 gates are open alright; there's so much beautiful energy available to all of us if we choose to integrate it. I cannot stop wearing the pyramid right now.
Last night I had an experience that confirmed it all to me in the most tangible way. You know, sometimes I think about all this stuff I talk about and think to myself, "It's all bullshit, there's nothing going on." So many times since having my DNA activated I've thought about some of the things that I was told about myself in those sessions, things that are bloody amazing, and thought "Oh what a load of crap!" because there is still this part of me that doesn't want to know. That part of me thinks I'm completely mad. Just thought you should know.
I'd been looking forward to the meditation very much because on Saturday during the day I'd joined in at eleven past the hour to link up on the inner planes with all the people in the last time zone in the world who were meditating at 11:11pm their time. Moscow and Baghdad were two of those cities, which satisfied me quite a lot. It lasted about an hour, a very intense but absolutely heavenly experience.
I'd also done a meditation the day before at 11:11 am and had been surprised at how little I was feeling it, so when this happened I was totally taken aback. Tears gently slid down my face as I tuned into the Noosphere and felt everyone and everything vibrating with the 11:11:11 frequencies.
I'd taken a look at these pics of crystals that had been beautifully crafted for the stargate opening. For crystal devotees like myself who really want the 11:11 gateway experience, I'd highly recommend checking them out.
The picture of Hathor that I posted in the last entry has led to one of the most unbelievable series of "co-incidents" between a friend and I that I will definitely have to write about, but for now, suffice to say the Hathor energy has been around me very stongly lately. VERY strongly.
Getting back to my story about this morning's meditation, well I guess I wanted some more Egyptian vibes so I followed my guidance and pulled a book off my shelf to have a quick read before bed and a final 11:11 meditation.
It was The Goddess Sekhmet, Psycho-Spiritual Exercises of the Fifth Way by Robert Masters (Llewellyn Books,1988), which I've been slowly working my way through over the last few weeks.
I hadn't picked it up in a while so it was perfect for the mood I was in. It sports a beautiful image of an ancient carved statue of Sekhmet on the cover, photographed in low light so she looks regal and kinda moody while the details of the sculpture like the throne she is seated on recede into the background.
I opened the book randomly and found my fingers had landed in the middle of all the images of her that were together in the centre of the book, along with some of sacred prayers and invocations that people have said for over 5000 years(or is it more like 15,000?) that were next to the photos. This is where my eyes landed:
"SEKHMET, GREAT ONE OF MAGIC
MOTHER OF THE GODS
ONE WHO WAS BEFORE THE GODS WERE
LADY OF THE PLACE OF THE BEGINNING OF TIME
BELOVED OF RA, HER FATHER
BELOVED OF BAST, HER SISTER
BELOVED OF P'TAH, HER HUSBAND-BROTHER
AT WHOSE WISH THE ARTS WERE BORN
BEAUTIFUL EYE WHICH GIVETH LIFE TO THE TWO LANDS
BEAUTIFUL FACE,
IMAGE MOST BELOVED BY ART"
... then found another page at random and found myself at page 69, the start of a chapter entitled, Internalizing The Image of the Goddess Sekhmet, and realized that I must be there to do just that.
Before I begin, I should mention that Robert Masters has done a fine job with this book. It is full of advanced techniques for accessing higher realms, and the Goddess specifically. He's also married to the futurist Jean Houston too, which I didn't know until I read the Foreward, so that makes him a super-cool player in my book.
Anyway, to say that he's obssessed by Sekhmet is putting it mildly. He's really good at writing about her in a way that brings her vibrantly to life in your imaginings. At other times he only just stops short of looking psychopathic in his adoration of her.
I haven't felt any particular way about her until now. In this chapter, he asks the chela (you) to gaze at the image on the book's cover and "Silently focus now (on the statue) on whatever seems the more powerfully to lay hold on your consciousness so that you can experience your consciousness altering, the focus of consciousness narrowing as you go deeper."
He gives further instructions as you go deeper into it, and your vision begins to change. It was the first time I've ever used the image of a deity to access the life of that Deity in such a profound way, and before last night I never gave any consideration to whether statues could actually serve at portals into this dimension for the Deities themselves...
The image on the cover at first became more three-dimensional, standing out from the page more clearly as I held the book out in front of me. I relaxed as I continued to look at the image, first at the eyes inlaid with gold, then at the cobra above her head and finally all over her body and throne.
I found it extremely pleasant as I ran my eyes along her arms and torso, but especially whenever I looked at her face. She has the body of a woman and the head of a lion, and I'd never really thought she was that beautiful before, but now I became magnetized to her image. I don't know how long I held the book in front of me but I forgot about my arms entirely! I began to get a sense of why she has been so revered for her beauty for so long. You see, her true beauty isn't visible unless she actually comes to you, through the image or statue, like she did this morning for me.
The longer that I looked at her the more I realised I didn't want to stop looking. She seemed to take on this faint pinkish glow at first and I was astounded out at how easily this was happening. Every minute that passed I watched transfixed as her throne slowly started to become a pale irridescent gold on the left side, then continued up onto her legs, chest and arms. Her body started to look more and more 3-dimensional and her bronzed muscles became more life-like and defined. Then her eyes changed. They started to look like real eyes, with a hint of shine...at that point I knew this was not my imagination; and it was just the beginning.
I started using a mantra that Robert teaches in the next chapter, Sa Sekhem Sahu. Used for thousands of years by countless others who've done the same exercises before me, that was the catalyst to finally bring her lifeforce clearly into this plane. It means:
THE BREATH OF LIFE
THE SACRED MIGHT
THE REALIZED HUMAN
I felt my eyes grow very heavy and couldn't see clearly, like I was going a bit cross-eyed, but then, just like what happens when you look at a Magic Eye picture, my vision cleared and there she was, in front, behind, and above and below her statue on the cover, filling it out and being very there. Her gently angular beautiful dark face and eyes were looking slightly off to the right, instead of straight at me, which was probably for the best as I might've gotten too freaked out, and all I could do was soak in her image, repeating the words,"You're so beautiful, you're SO beautiful" in my mind. Even now as I write this I can still see her. I wish you could too.
That was when she changed again. The disc above her head started to look like a slice had been removed from down the middle and the remaining parts took on the look of wings, or some kind of tall head-dress, I'm really not sure, but a haze formed around it and then she became an unmistakabe full glowing figure hovering in front of me in my bedroom. She was still only six inches tall mind you, but her whole image had come to life right before my eyes. I continued to use the mantra and as I played with pronouncing the words in different ways, I found out which was the right way because she would grow brighter or dimmer as I got hotter or colder with the pronounciation. I'm not making this stuff up.
You should've seen her then. She was glowing in the most pleasing hues of gold, pink, purple and green, and when I mean glowing, it was a like seeing a 6-inch holographic projection of her pulsing before me. Her throne had become pure gold again and suddenly all the faint details in her face, mane, body and throne that I'd never paid any attention to before burst into vibrant colour. What I was seeing was now nothing like the photo.
I was entranced.
I continued the meditation, seeing her stand up and extend her right arm towards me, then lower it and in her hand I saw a golden Ankh. I let myself see her through the eyes of an ancient Egyptian priestess that resided in her temple and praised her each day. I saw her change form into a numinous lioness, the prototype for all lionesses, and move swiftly through green grassy plains in her lion body. Then she sat again on her throne and closed her hands so that her thumbs were pointing straight at me. I sensed healing energy emanate from the tips as they faced me and felt it as it entered my body.
The cover of the book had vanished, the whole room had vanished, and all that was left were the two of us, her looking all ancient and stunning and me holding the book and looking completely gobsmacked. Wish someone could've taken a picture. And no I wasn't on any drugs...but I was wearing the gold Powerdome on my head. I'm still wearing it now.
As all this was going on I was quietly thinking about how thrilling it was for me. I'd been asking for an experience such as this for the last few weeks nearly every day and now it was actually happening. I can now confidently say that it's not a load of crap after all and really really mean it!! WOW!!!!!!
I am starting to get your point Robert. She's very very real, and yes, intoxicatingly beautiful.
Eventually I let the image go and my eyesight came back to normal and I was just looking at a picture on a book cover again. Mr Masters writes in conclusion: "You may find that you have very little inclination now to focus on anything else, that everything in this moment has much less interest, that the image of Sekhmet is far more present for you and far more real to you than anything else in your surroundings. Does her image seem larger than before? More dimensional and even still more alive? You understand now something more about the magic of Sekhmet, Her mystery and her power...Having come this far, you surely will return again."
Robert recommends doing that meditation at least a few times a day and this morning I went outside and did it in the sunshine. She was back in under a minute, so I'd say the exercise worked. If this post has sparked something in you then get the book. You won't be sorry!
I'm thrilled to announce that my first guest will be none other than Dr Quantum himself, Fred Alan Wolf, Ph. D, who most will know from his charming appearances in the movie "What the Bleep Do We Know". He was in town to give a lecture at RMIT this week and those lovely souls Julie and Karen at Nibbana who promoted his tour of Australia, kindly organised for me to spend some time one-on-one with the good doctor. It went well.
