Sovereign Being of the land and the sea

Shamanic journey
Jasper Eyed Selkie

As I dance to the beat of the drum I go into trance and I see golden energy weaving infinity into my spine as it works its way from my base to my crown then I step out into an ancient forest where the oldest tree has laid down to create its own grove. The Ancient Huon pine has an opening in its bark. A scar. I place my palm flat on the open skin of the tree. Layers and layers of records from the Earth akashic records hit me and fold into me. I begin to melt into and fall into the rich tannin filled waters of the river that enfold the forest. I sink into the deep dark depths and am carried like a fallen log to the opening of the sea.

As I arrive at the sea shore I step up and out of the water onto the sand. I am like a Selkie stepping out of the water and out of my seal skin which I wrap around my shoulders. My seal skull I wear like a crown in my human form. I see an ancient Atlantean castle made of light rise out of the sea in front of me. As I ascend the steps I walk with one of my kin beside me. We reach the top of the steps and we are blocked entrance to the castle by an enormous walrus. He sheds his skin and we see him as the King. Foreboding and immense. I say to him “I am a free being of the land and the sea, grant me sovereignty.” He asks me to prove I am of the land and sea. I show him my two eyes of Jasper. One green the land, one dark like the depths of the sea. He sees me as the shapeshifting selkies of both the land and the sea, through these eyes.

He grants me Sovereignty and I begin to cut the cords of bondage which become visible all around me. I cut these cords away with a scythe made of Darwin Glass blade and Huon pine handle. I cut away the cords for my kin also. When we are free of bondage I ask to access the hall of records. The ancient castle of light is an Atlantean hall of records, I ask to pass. The king demands payment and I give him a seed of consciousness as trade. I open from my heart the golden energy of the pine and it moves forward through his heart. The pine cone moving from his heart to his crown and opening out unfolding cosmic connection. His crown opens to the cosmos as gold and his golden energetic wings open as his consciousness ascends.

We step past him and into the hall of records. I begin to imbibe the knowledge. Breathing deeply in the words and the wisdom from the sacred texts. I see the golden words and symbols move through my breath into my body. My kin stands solid beside me and hums a low tone that keeps the frequency stable. My cyclic breath begins to draw up the floor of the ocean. The sand like fragmented crystals rising and whirling into a massive tidal wave that draws up on itself endlessly and stands static shadowing us below. The tidal wave begins to shape shift into the head of a cobra then, the head of a lion then the whole structure solidifies as sand stone in the shape of a temple. I see now, that the tidal wave I was so afraid to step into, in my dreams, was a temple all along. The ancient hall of records is revived and rebuilt from the desecrated ruins of the fragmented crystal castle. I breathe out gold and cover the temple sealing it then I breathe the shimmering waters out to cover and cloak the temple so it remains hidden.

We walk now as free beings of the land and the sea. Encoded with the memories of our selves and the earth as it was and will be again in glorious alignment with the cosmos.

I am everything and I am nothing at all

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I embody the goddess of destruction, I feel the energy and rage race through my form. Her power is Immense. The world is dark and dangerous around her, reflecting her mood. She raises up stretching her body and extending her torso, growing new sets of ribs. She elongates her form becoming a golden hooded cobra. Looking down over the world. She curls herself over and bites onto her own tail creating a circle in which she is birthing a new world.

I understand she is truely a creator not a goddess of destruction. She transforms energy. I stand separate to her now and she holds up the Ouroboros as a mirror to show me my reflection. In the mirror I stand as a placid being giving away my belongings and my body to any who ask me. Until I am nothing but a lost soul, a pale ghost of myself. She demands I claim back that which is rightfully mine. She shocks me with her outburst and it raises something in me. I rage and release a primal scream which draws back to me everything I am. My possessions my body my golden soul. And then the stars the earth, the animals and plants. The air the water the light. I see what she is showing me. I am all. This is my birth right, this is what has been taken from me that I have unwillingly given away.

I immerse myself in the feeling of being connected to everything because I am everything. I travel in this body to other places and other bodies. I become star dust I become the cool night, I become moss and trees, sunlight at dawn. I am the whispering wind at night, purple starlit skies. I am everything and I am nothing at all. She hands me her golden eyes and says there is so much to witness for those with eyes to see. I hold the golden eyes and they become telescopic, I look through one at a time and I see far beyond this reality. When I place them with my eyes I do not see out but I allow others to see in.

The gods stand with her, they see me. They see into me and into the earth. I see what they see. I am a complex organism lit by the divine light of my soul. The earth is my greater body in physical form. I also see that the gods have been blinded to what is happening on earth. They had lost sight of the earth and now they weep for their children. The people, the animals and trees. The flowers and the sea. They weep and then they rage, they fly through me, through my vision and they take back their children and they begin to nourish them again, protect and love them. Show them their light and their truth.

I stand with one of the Gods and I ask him will he repair the separation in my form. He says, “Yes, once you were a great being, you have been greatly diminished.” He says “there is much work to do and we need all of you to be whole so we can heal from this tragedy.” He calls in my twin, refers to her as Raven Heart and she morphs into her purest form to join with me. Facing me at first, he sends a sound out, a tone that creates a vibration that shakes us into particles and then fuses us together. I stand like a god with four legs and four arms. Two sets of wings black over white. I stretch and move my body, it is whole. I have two minds also. I can talk to Raven Heart she understands me and I understand her. We move through the earth with the gods and deities transforming the separation into unity on all levels. Giving back what has been taken.

Dance Journey ~ Sight beyond sight

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Through ecstatic dance I move through the beat into a trance and I vision myself walking into the dark ocean, moonlit and foamy. I hear the soft wash of the current moving on the sand and I walk ever deeper into the sea until I am encompassed by the ocean herself

I stand bare under the moonlight and I wear the sea as my flowing gown. I lay my hands upon the ocean surface, cool and sleek like silk, the foam creating white high lights under the glorious full moon. I embrace the feeling of oneness and I drink in the cool water beneath me and white light of the moon and stars above

I look deeper, I part the sea, step down under until I reach the sea bed. Rich grains of sand that carry the memories of the world they once belonged to, shimmering under the sun

I dip through the sand absorbing the texture of centuries of broken down sea shells and fossils. Under the sand I find a fresh water ocean, a small private lagoon for me. I am swallowed into the purest water I have ever witnessed. I allow this pure energy to permeate my very being

I emerge from the ocean’s womb and step into the desert. Hot and intoxicating rays beat down on me and I am in bliss. I dance with my sisters kicking up the sand. We enliven ourselves to deep tribal beats that have moved us for eons. We move beyond what we know as earthly beings and we become holy

Above us is the Sphinx newly carved and painted we are reverent, awed and entranced in its power. We dance, unashamedly, raw and we awaken to deeper realities of who we are, moving through time we are connected in our ecstasy. Pure love and joy flows through our veins, we sweat we shriek and we pulsate to the base of the drums

I see a hieroglyph of a snake goddess and I follow her into a tomb underneath the desert. The black snake uncoils from around the shoulders of the snake goddess and begins to coil herself around me. I am hypnotised by the rhythmic movement and encircled by her power until my skin become scales

I am venom, I am stealth I hold secrets so deep they will never be unravelled. The snake goddess gives me sight beyond sight, beyond time. All of the senses are woken