Journey Night

Last Monday night, I attended a Shamanic Journey night at the Yurt in the Garden Home district. Spirit took me on a healing journey. As the drums begin to beat, I closed my eye and my mind is wisp away deep inside the Great Mother. Way down to the core of her belly.

She longs to take him in her arms and heal him from his distorted pain. The fire in the core of her belly as the passion burns hot for her beloved. She takes him gently in her arms and begins to tenderly caress his naked torso. He closes his eyes and softly moans. She whispers into his ear his true nature. She pulls him tightly against her bare chest and begins gently rock him like a newborn. He smells the scent of her hair which have fallen on his face.

It's a beautiful moment as they struggle to stay present in the moment. He can feel her energy moving down through her body into his own. He now stands tell, erect and completely healed from his distorted view of the world. This scene is repeated over and over again as the drums calls me back into physical body.

The second vision burst opened with the Heavens weeping for her. The entire heavens... every star, planet and moon cries out for her. The Sun longed for her. The stars weep for her. At one time, Mother Earth and Father Sky were joined in sacred union. Now separated since the big bang, they longed to hold each other in that eternal sacred embrace.

Every time a conscious being… you... me... God, goes to the sea and looks out upon the horizon, they would see Gaia joined with her beloved in sacred intimacy.