We are a community of healers.
We are gathering. We are sharing our processes.
Jamaica, Shivoso, Amateo, Jessica (San Diego), Lukaijah...
A "new" healing modality is being introduced, it is coming directly from the Sirian star family~ heart, dog energy comes up. There are particular body postures, with 2 people at either end of the receiver, who is arching forward, their heart being tapped by the front person. At one point gravity is being used, looks like an acro-yoga pose.
There are always tears. This modality definitely works in layers. Each layer, in it's appropriate time, is receiving a re-arrangement of the furniture, or a rewiring. Each layer, a new "aaaahhh...", a new opening and releasing.
There are other deep mysteries being revealed thru this powerful conglomeration of people. I am accounting to the group older and older memories of us coming together. At some points I'm getting Really excited, totally childlike, and when it gets too much, the people would disperse and the container for me would dissipate. As an initiate, over the dream I am receiving more and more recognition from my family of my wise healer nature.
Magical storytelling moment with Shivoso, where an owl lands outside the window in the yard.
A large family of deer pass us by on a trail. Their fur is deep brown/purple and they are totally unafraid of us.
A bee lands of my left pointer finger. A rush of fear comes, but I'm calling in the bee's venom, aware that it has to sting me. Boom! It stings. (The next morning durning my yoga practice, a bee came and landed on this same finger, no sting though.)
Crazy play scenes with Lukaijah. We are speaking wild psychic languages and rolling around like animals.
This dream felt different than normal dreaming.
There is an electricity and emotion to it that feels different.
Before waking, I'm on 'stage' telling a story. I am radiating, I can feel the love of my family. I then awaken to a mystical dawn in the woods, with words pouring through my mind. It's too cold to write any of it down, nor the dream at that time, so this is what I remember: (the way i heard it spoken in my head was a big part of it)
"To those who wander, there is a road.
To those immersed in darkness, there is a dawn.
To those headed yonder, there is a way.
It is from here that we travel on..."