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Sedona Tribemaking and Universal Access Point

10/18/2013

This week I landed a job at New Frontier's Natural Marketplace. I will be working in the Deli in the AM. I am psyched!

Meanwhile this week I have met some amazing new friends. While dialing into my Red Dragonfly Synchronic Meter... I honed in on Java Love Coffeeshop on Wednesday the 16th at just the right "time" and met Randell Standswithbear and Susan Lightstar of TeamLight! These stellar folks gave me a warm Sedona welcome.

Today, (on the Full Moon), I am definitely receiving many new ideas on how to upgrade www.serpentbird.com

I am looking for New Age writers and Environmental Activists to submit articles for blog posts. If you are promoting your own website or book, you could write about your talents and abilities, or activism. I can also write about you or do an interview using Google Hangouts technology.

I am also going to be reviving some of my skillz and doing some painting/logo design work. If you need a logo for your website, we can meld our ideas and come up with a long lasting identity for your business or website. The logo can be used for media recognition. The logo will of course be created with Serpentbird Style, and LOVE!

See my contact page to connect and discuss pricing that works for your budget.

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Red Dragonfly Majic Landing in West Sedona!

10/15/2013

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I arrived in Phoenix on October 8th and stayed with a wonderful couchsurfer named Mario. I had a fabulous time gawking at Palm Trees and being back in the desert. Phoenix has a marvelous transit system and neighborhoods near Roosevelt and Central are teeming with juicy murals! Many of them being the Bird Murals I had dreamed about just a week or two earlier. As soon as I landed in the Phoenix airport I felt magic brewing. Synchronicity was once again part of my life. Like I told a friend,,, I don't have to turn the fawcet on while repairing it at the same time... everything just flows like water.

I had found an amazing healing center near Main St. that did Ionic foot baths Accupuncture, Apothecary and a Juice bar that served fresh wheatgrass. There I met two lovely women who seemed to know just about everything about herbal medicine.
I made it there twice in my 24 hr stay in Phoenix.

On the 9th I went back on the train back to the Airport. There I caught a shuttle to Sedona. On the way I could feel the excitement, but had a general calm curious mood going.
Upon arrival I was worried I would have to hike up a huge mountain to my next couchsurfer's place. My current GPS service on my phone seemed to not do turn by turn navigation so I had planned on going to the nearest Indie coffee shop to re-organize myself before going back out on the hunt. As soon as I was dropped off at the Super 8 in West Sedona, I decided to stick to the Indie Coffee Shop plan rather than Starbucks so I could get into the real local culture and goooood espresso.
So after walking "one" block I found a shopping plaza and was instantly magnetized to a shop named Java Love.

Upon entering the doorway to the inside, carrying a green army pack on my back and a black army pack on my front I made serious eye contact with a lively silver haired man. He says "Uh Oh ...What happened, how far did you walk?" I just smiled like a Lynx.
He immediately introduces himself as Lone Bear and says "I am Cherokee", meanwhile taking cell phone pics with himself and two other women. He asks me what he can do for me and I said I need to get to "this" address. He asks the women to take me there and they hesitantly nodded "yes" because "he" was the divine director of their world for the evening. AND he is "Lone Bear". Then he keenly notices that I am still healing from a virus, and asks, "What is wrong with your head." I said that it was really "fuzzy". He asks if he can put his hands on my head, and I agreed. His hands got hot immediately and he gently tried to burn out the cold. We stood almost in the center of the shop... during this treatment. He asks me to close my eyes and go into my "merkabah" ... and so ... I went.

Later ... I call Jon and he swoops me up in his Subaru since he happened to be next door at the bank. I land in his magical "that 70's show" house in West Sedona. Within the hour of arrival I discover that his house has an adjacent bike shop and they happened to have an extra "red" mountain bike that someone had left behind that I could have for free!
Dennis is their resident bike mechanic with 20 years of exp. and Matt lives in the adjacent studio ... also a bike buddha.

After a few nights of sleeping on the couch and taking vitamin C ... I am wondering where I am going to crash next since Jon couldn't most likely have me stay too much longer.
On the 11th I make calls about rooms. Soon I meet Rita who was supposed to rent a room starting on Nov. 1st. She loved me so much, arranged the move to "now".
Rita "IS" a Red Dragonfly .... she was wearing red when I met her... she drives a mustang, and is a quick thinker. She does Clothing Alterations by day out of the house.
SO now I live with Walter, Rita, her dog Honey Bear, Tiffany the snake, Leo and Angel,,, her cats.
Ahhhhh. Today we made some fairy dust!

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Knowing how to Navigate the Changes.

10/7/2013

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A few months ago, Serpentbird hit a "wall". Not a real wall of course but a wall that felt as if the world of the matrix was inpenetrable. Much of my work developing my video and business skills seemed to come to a standstill because emotionally I did not want to suffer through producing work without a team. So I sought out a Angel Tarot reader who had claimed to have many years of experience. She told me my guides want me to go in another direction. Of course this felt like the answer I had been waiting for. For whatever reason, my ability to harness the right people and situations to make a career in video seemed like chasing rainbows.
A few weeks back, I had seen a woman come into the coffee shop where I was working, who was wearing a blue coat that said "massage" on it. I felt a strange and eerie feeling that this little label on her coat was a message for me to pay attention to. So when I had this reading my psychic friend did say that was the right direction to go in.
It can be unbelieveably frustrating when you do not have a clear connection to your "guides" or to divine guidance. At times I have been very clairvoyant in that way, but it is something I need to develop either through a strenuous cleanse or dietary change or through regular daily meditation.
I would recommend that people do those practices to get guidance first and foremost. However because of the nature of our society, stress and technological interference in our fields, I find it gets more and more difficult. I have to say that having an ally to guide you in these times can really help you through divination techniques.

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Quetzalquotl Days Winter Solstice December 21-23, 2012

12/1/2012

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I want to let my readers know that the time coming on the Winter Solstice this year, I have been preparing for since 2008. And yet I hesitate to say that because it really began the day my friend Jay gave me a copy of the book the MAYAN FACTOR the Path Beyond Technology by Jose Arguelles, circa 2003. Jose and his factor blew my mind. This was a cosmic book, not a book for hardcore religious types. It hit me like a thunderbolt and absorbed some of my loneliness at the same time. I finally felt so much closer to the workings of the galaxy telling me that my failure as a graphic designer wasn't going to be such a big deal after all. Essentially the knowledge I gained from the book helped me to feel that our future would involve a wiping away of the technocracy matrixes that we have chosen to live in. These structures would be replaced as a result of a cosmic shift, a solar age, and birth a greater unity consciousness.

It was circa 2003, that I was living among artists and activists. I felt like I belonged in the community, but still felt that there was confusion and separation amongst us. There was a spirit of revolution around me though. The times called for protest actions in the streets at the onset of the Iraq war. So right then, as I was using my room in the shared house as a portal for transformation through cosmic study, and meditation of all kinds. The world around me seemed to be proof that our future is unstable and the matrix surely will crumble. The question for me was when? The feeling I had, was IT CAN"T COME SOON ENOUGH! So then again, I felt alone, because how many people know that the Sun is going to perhaps knock out our electricity and that (as Jose said), would make us reinvent our technology.

Now it has been 9 years since 2003, and I am still waiting for the collapse. You may ask why would I want the structure to crumble? It is because we have so much separation in this world. I have experienced so much loneliness on this planet, because I feel so deeply in my emotions. I am a Shamanka-Pisces. In being "her" the gift of feeling deeply there is a price to pay. It means being empathic and feeling all the world's pain. To me it is so simple, you see, because we fear in these times to even borrow a cup of sugar from our neighbor. I don't even speak to my own sister without feeling that I can just "be" myself. There is an overemphasis on being "somebody" and being a materialist on Earth. This is not only destroying our opportunity to connect on a heart level with other humans, but is destroying the "being" we walk on. I have been waiting for a return to nature. I have been waiting for a return to group love, and wholeness of spirit. I believe it can not happen without a kind of divine intervention. This divine intervention has already been predicted by the Mayan civilization. So imagine me reading the Mayan Factor, and carrying a vision that it seems everyone and no one is holding. Something so intangible and invisible yet something so obvious and necessary for the possiblilty that humanity will ever survive without?

So they say that there are "starseeds" who are guardians of the Earth. They are willing to protect it and at the same time spread their "seed", which is their contribution of uplifting humanity to a higher consciousness. This is what many call "ascention". (I call it FREEDOM!) It has taken me so many re-workings of my core belief systems to take on these names, like shaman or starseed. I can tell you now, that when I look out into reality anymore I don't see what others around me see. I actually see with laughter. I see with a trickster's eyes. I laugh at it ALL, because there is no where I would rather be than in my vision of the future.

AND the reason why I have urged you to read this blog is to know of my dedication to making this vision a reality for "US". I trust that this vision is solid and knowing. It means that I am dedicated to seeding peace and cooperation and more. BUT for NOW...back to the vision of the MAYA's.

Jose Arguelles spent 33 years trying to uncover prophecy. In his process he realized that he WAS prophecy. He became utterly dedicated to the mission of decoding the message of Pacal Votan. This message has to do with the laws of time and time frequencies. The law of 12:60 and the law of 13:20. These keys mean the difference between the Gregorian law of lime and our 12 month calendar and the Galactic Time and a 13 moon calendar system. (He also created a new law called time = art.) The difference between the two laws, is the difference between our "Techno-crazy" and the return to Nature. The next paragraph is an excerpt from the book.

Our research into, and experience of, living the Mayan timing cycles prepared us to immediately grasp the profound error of mechanical time. Based on the division of a circle in space into twelve parts, the mechanical clock had the same root as the twelve month Gregorian Calendar, where the priests of the calends substituted a division of space for a measure of time and created the first twelve-month calendar.
It was totally obvious to us that the institutionalization of this error in time, compounded over millennia, was now plunging humanity headlong into a biospheric catastrophe. It was obvious to us that only humanity is following this erroneous artificial timing frequency, 12:60, and only humanity, through use of an artificial medium, money, and the ruthless philosophy of time is money is trashing the planet and refusing to own or take responsibility for it. The immediate solution was to return to a natural timing frequency. Step one: change calendars, replace the illogical Gregorian with the biologically accurate calendar of thirteen moons, 28 days per moon. The calendar change would fulfill the Harmonic Convergence prophecy with said that there would be a new age, but only by leaving the civiliation of materialism and returning to nature- first by returning to the natural timing frequency coded into the Thirteen Moon Calendar.

So how do "We" establish these new laws of time? Well unfortunately Jose Arguelles past away last year, but his group still has a site called the http://www.lawoftime.org/
Directly from the lawoftime.org "Argüelles believed that the closing of the Great Cycle marked the entry point of the passage of the entire galaxy into an inconceivable stage of harmonic synchronization, creating a shift in the patterns that ultimately affect our relationship to ourselves and the universe. He believed that 2013 would be the time of real magic; a time of integration and stabilization at a higher level of consciousness when humans would “test drive” their newly awakened powers. He believed that humans were meant to become living oracles with the capacity of divination – to know all through mind; to tune into and resonate with all levels of being."

And as far as my understanding goes, it is "time" for us to make our own prophecies! Which takes me to the next point! I had recieved a message from spirit early in 2009 while going through a depression. I asked for guidance while I was living at a place called "the bog" which happened to be the place where I had originally had so many art and activist friends back in 2003.
I held a can of pepsi to my lips, got a huge sugar high and ask for help with a paintbrush in hand. I got an answer. This was to paint the "Serpent bird" over and over again. It was simple and profound as prophecies go. And so I spent a few hours painting birds with serpent bodies, until I felt one would capture the senses. My intent was to create a logo and a new persona that would last. I wanted to develop a persona, that would be able to help people decipher the times we are living in. Someone or something that could mutate, and transform without notice. Someone or something that could move in a variety of ways. A God, and A Goddess.
But this persona, of the Serpentbird, was really just more of the messages we are all getting. I was to make it more visible. More exposure, more excitement, and more joy. It's all part of the cosmic plan. I simply demanded an answer as to how I can more FULLY participate in the dance toward enlightenment.
I wanted to actually know....what WAS going to happen on the winter solstice 2012, and WHO IS QUETZALQUOTL? The plumed serpent?

I can tell you that the answers I had found through research seemed insufficient. I found out that yes there is a real bird that lives in Guatamala and Costa Rica that is called quetzal. Today this colorful bird endangered to trade and deforestation. The Quetzal was very important to the Indians of ancient Mexico and Central America. The quetzal cannot live in captivity so, the Quetzal became a symbol of freedom and liberty. The Quetzals great green feathers symbolized fertility. Only nobles and priests could wear Quetzal feathers. Anyone else who wore them or killed a Quetzal would be put to death! The Quetzal is also related to Quetzalcoatl, who is the Mexican wind god and cultural hero. His name comes from the Nahuatl quetzalli meaning tail feather, like the long tail feather of the Quetzal. The Quetzal his royal bird, symbolized the cloud. In modern days, the country of Guatemala declared the Quetzal its national bird because of its beauty and symbol of freedom. It has also named its national currency, the Quetzal.

NOW Go ahead and ask me these two questions...
How do we tap into the Spirit of Quetzalquotl?
Is this God going to return?
I believe that we can tap into the spirit of Quezalquotl by being open to our own cosmic source and by using humility to approach him. If you can tap into your immagination and envision a bright future where people can live in harmony with the Earth, then I'd say you are on the right channel.
We have been preparing through Yoga and meditation, and crystals. Now we must receive the transmission of light that is going to come from the galactic center on the Solstice. I believe if we claim our "time" as a time "out of time" and celebrate the true and realized self within you, we can make a shift in consciousness. We must take time to feel ourselves, our bodies and see with wild immagination and harness our natural abilities by expanding. For some this means giving yourself full permission to "legalize" your own freedom. It means fully trusting your inner guidance and wisdom. It is a tricky illusion we are dealing with. My message is DO NOT BE FOOLED BY THE FEAR. We are connected already. The cities are burning, but we are the real fuel and the real gold. See through the MAYA. See through the net and reach the other side. 2013 is ours to claim. There is no DOUBT we have no time to waste. We must trust in our inherent Rainbow nature.
So YES it is a return of Quetzalquotl. Do not doubt that Mexico will receive the transmissions for Peace. The Eagle and the Condor Prophecy has come to pass, and we must listen and act. It is an act of love for all humanity. Just look at the trees. Feel them and try to see, there is no more time to waste.

AHA! and what Is Serpentbird going to do about the shift???

There will be a Medicine Wheel ceremony in Whetstone Park in Columbus, Ohio for 7 days. The synchronization day will be on Dec 22nd at Noon. Check www.serpentbird.com
on the Galactic Events page.

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Shamanic Drumming & Healing in the Woods

11/7/2012

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Let's face it, you can not learn Shamanic Drumming from books. You CAN learn by experimenting, which can include playing the drum with your hands or with the mallet. So in this entry, I will ONLY be providing you with my own experiences that happened because i was willing to fully listen to my drum and hear what it had to tell me in its personal language of sound. So with these experiences I hope to provide you with INSPIRATION to take up this practice. Your experiences will vary as much as there are species of birds, grasses, trees and flowers! I would advise those light-workers (and/or non-musician) who are not even sure where to start in this process to read the story near the end of the entry. I would also like to recommend that starting ASAP, and with the mindset that there really are no mistakes. It is more about listening to what the drum is telling you to do rather than what you KNOW already or do NOT KNOW already. It is a great way to connect with your inner child because you are tapping into the ALL that IS and fields of INFINITE possibility. You can use drumming as a tool to UNLEARN, rather than LEARN. Meanwhile you will see you have entered a paradox, because as a result of being fully open and not having dire expectations, you WILL THEN LEARN!
Here I will attempt to recount some recent experiences with drumming on a deer skin drum with mallet. However I can also tell a story that happened with my Serpentbird 7 group back sometime in February of 2012.

Most recently, I have moved to Dracut, Massachusetts 30 miles North of Boston. I have been using my drum more often, because I have several pockets of woods around where I live, where I can be alone, and get myself centered and peaceful. I had an intention one day to take the drum out and drum over my own body, to receive guidance from Spirit, or from my guides. I couldn't seem to receive what I was looking for, so I concentrated more so on, getting familiar with the range of sounds I can produce on the deer skin. Within the organic design of walnut stain atop the face of my drum, I can see that there are varying pockets of sound to play. There is a shape on the drum face which resembles a 5 pointed star. As I played that day, I clairsentiently knew that the drum called me to play a rhythm of 5 beats. (I don't even know how to describe this with musician lingo, since I don't claim to play instruments like a classically trained musician.)
I hear sounds from the personality of the drum or perhaps the SPIRIT of the animal connected to this drum. I hear first and then connect to the drum predominantly through my 2nd chakra. AHA! According to Suzanne Bovenizer, The 2nd chakra is where women hold their “Seat of Power”. The belly connects to, self-healing, aspects of Self and communing with the Goddess.
After I connect to the drum by listening to the sound created with my mallet, I put the sound over my body. I scan my body with my eyes closed and use all of my senses then hover the drum over whichever chakra is calling to be healed first. The sound can bounce toward my body and then I can get a mental picture of where there is blockage. I can feel the size of my crown chakra. In this session I learned that my crown's opening and crystal cord is massive! I knew this by playing the drum over my crown, and then I could get a mental picture of a large expanse of white light.
After years of trying so many forms of meditation, perhaps 10 years, I have found nothing like this process of using sound to track and explore the quality and depth, dimention of my chakra system. By using the sound and breath, I can facilitate my own healing. The sound provides clarity on what the state of health is in areas of my body. I can relate this to you as a metaphor. If you beat a drum as it faces toward a small stick, very little sound travels back to you. If you beat the drum as you are facing a large wall you will get more sound bouncing back toward you. It is in this way, that I gather information about the expanse of a chakra. In the case of my crown chakra, I discovered the expanse of light because the sound of the drum "told" me through a mental picture what IS there.

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Dreamtime DIY on Past Life Regression (w/Native American Elder Man)

8/3/2012

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WTF is this thing? Past Life Regression, you may wonder. Shit if i know. Today out of nowhere i had a dreamtime workshop on how to clear unwanted dark energies clouding my auric field and current life path. Apparently an Indian guide wanted to help me figure out a ritual that will help me through the end times we all are facing. Back to the dream in a minute...
(I feel just in the past 24 hours or so, that I am going to be called out to do some major travel during 2012.
I need to be in Arizona, as well as travel up and down the west coast, connecting tribes and perhaps see if i can receive a Karpay rite in the fall, from a Q'ero. More later)

I don't know how the Native man came into the dream, but I was with my partner Crow and we were invited to follow his lead. He was convincing us of something. Crow was apprehensive, but I responded to the elder. I could see television screen in front of me but it worked more like a kiosk, where I could scroll through a sort of Akashic record of all the people I have incarnated as, whether male or female.
I could feel intuitively which names invoked a strong negative energy or not.
I was also inside some kind of protected circle, a medicine wheel perhaps. I just had to know that i was in the protected space. The man behind me was strong and urged me to clear myself. All of the actions I was supposed to do, I had to figure out through ESP from the Native man. I used my finger to scroll through the names in the computer in front of me. It seemed to spin out different lives like the wheel of fortune on the Price is Right.
I could access different pasts as different entities. The man had come to ask me and Crow to clear past conditions. I was the only one to accept. I didn't know how to clear anything, but the man just sat silently and waited for me to figure it out and get the hang of it.
I accessed different names guessing which names seemed most important to clear by intuition. My mom was to my right and my sister was kind of there in spirit just outside this protective circle, and Crow to the left of the television/kiosk. My mother was calling for me to be somewhere at a certain time and was bekoning me away from the scene. I had to firmly say to her that I would NOT be there on time. I had to say that I can choose whether or not I will even make it there or not. I needed the freedom to choose up to the last minute to make the decision.
I used sound and dance and chanting and movement of my body. Mostly kneeling in front of the computer. Crow seemed agitated but curious about it. I couldn't believe I could access the past lives but as I accessed different names and simultaneously moved and spun and writhed around I could use sound to figure out where energies were piling up around my auric field. I wanted to clear! Then some demonic energies started coming out. The indian man had smoke and could create more if i gave him the signal to do it. The smoke surrounded me thickly sometimes and it was protective. I had a lot of negative energy corded heavy in my heart center. I sounded loudly and used my arms to comb the air and sort of chop away the thickness. I bent way forward and then backward (doing a backbend from my knees). I could see my shaman elder behind me he was confident and just sat and waited and used more sage to clear me on cue. During the ritual I think i would tap my 3rd eye to recall things but didn't see anything just feel and release bound entities. I told the man behind me when the dark was going to amp up and he responded with a response of sage smoke coming from his 3rd eye!
I would use sound to amplify the unknown blockage and try to guterally expel the unknown blocks to release them. I woke up from the dream state , my heart raced and i was in fear, my heart raced. I woke up and saw Crow's shirts hanging on the wall. My subconscious thought that it was a large solid black Egyptian sphynx head and I was terrified of it. I was scared of the shirts, until i finally completely came to a waking state.

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BirdTRIBE Signs, Signals & the Warrior Spirit.

5/15/2012

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Tomorrow is the big day. I will be rewarded with vision. Preparations have been made by me using the cities portals of light, to help me amplify my meditation on what exactly I should be doing this next week or so of "riding the miles".
Yesterday was perhaps more amazing then previous days. With bright sun, baking my sides it seemed...inside and out. I let myself be clay and get molded.
In the morning, my hosts on the SE part of Portland drove me to Sellwood. I was treated with such, care, as Matt helped me with my extra bags up the back stairs, to John's place.
Another day of meeting new faces, and sorting encoded information.
I was shown a new apartment just as light and open as the last, but even more calm. I set everything down and headed out for some walking. I hunted around for a good coffee place where I could perhaps get away with doing some readings. Coffee happened; readings did not. But first I had found a bench in full sun by the high bank of the Willamette River. My subconscious tells me that if the Olentangy in Columbus can give me Poetry, then the Willemmette can give me the key to True Power. I know that soon this river and I will be spending a lot of time together. I know the inevitable is coming. This means facing the bike shop dramas tomorrow and then tomorrow night, starting the Quest. As I spent time on the high bank, I saw lots of Crows, and heard their caws. I saw the bikers riding around in the distance, sailing over what must be my route to come.
Really my only fears are being cold, and trying to covertly camp outside. That's it. I know i can ride 100 or so miles. So I stopped at this bench to come to realize what i can through meditation. I sang just to use some sound for healing, and I went into relaxation.
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AFTER COFFEE,
I wandered the neighborhood more in search of another coffee shop that would let me do some work, but again it seemed like I was beating a dead horse.
So I filed past an elite new age grocery, perused some aisles and then headed back out, and was drawn to a bridge. I entertained myself by singing "proud mary" but without the full lyrics because I am just so damn bad at remembering lyrics!
Soon I found a pocket park by the river, which happened to be host to one of my least favorite of animals...DOGS.
But people were so incredibly happy here, and the long wooden dock out to the river allowed me to have peace and separation from a potential run-in with some slobber or drool.
I baked and baked in the sunlight. I sniffed the warm, clean air. I took in a day of just enjoying being fully unemployed.
AFTER THE RIVER
I headed toward "home" but was reluctant to head there after receiving the BirdTRIBE signal. The BirdTRIBE signal is a mudra. (if you need a definition of mudra, check Google.)
This mudra is a new sign that has come to me spontaneously just before having my going away party for me and the Serpentbird 7 in Columbus.
It is an energy that comes into form in my hands. To me this energy signifies hope and power in numbers, as well as communion with like minded spirits, who are advancing the energies on the planet. (Also said as, raising the vibration).
I knew that one more visit to the New Age shop down the street could be a good idea. So after seeing the meditation sign out front, that i hadn't noticed earlier in the day, i decided this was PRIME time.
I went in and was greeted by Catia, who was wearing some large wooden spiral earplugs. She was a delight, and really enjoyed hearing a bit about my new adventures. She offered to make me tea. First though i need to explain the real meat and bones of what this whole blog is about. I got a significant confirmation about really being called to Eugene as my home base. People I meet in Portland have been so friendly, and further, are trying to keep me here. They say...wait well, there is a fest next week, or are you going to be here Thursday, etc.
So have been feeling uneasy about whether Eugene is going to be good enough. I have never been there in my life, so i won't know till i feel the vibe, or give it a chance to offer the opportunities.
SO then, while in Essential Elements, in front of the huge crystal/gem and jewel case, and under a large circular mural on the ceiling, i get an etheric blast of warm grounding air woosh down through my column and bust down and around my legs. This is a new air, energy that i am not accustomed to feeling. It wants me to be with it though and that is exciting.
Okay...so no more worries right?
Well yes...i needed to pre-visualize my mission.
After another hour just hanging out at the shop, finally... Joey arrives.
Joey is a sweet buddha-like man, who comes to share his meditation.
We head down to the basement and a group of meditators arrive. I am not opposed to the technique of "no thought" but really I needed to go journeying. It was dark and cool in the basement, with murals and lots of positive energy. We had a few candles lit and in the corner, an annoying lamp emmitting a plastic-blue light.
I closed my eyes and followed his words for a way to bring myself deeper, but all i did was let my immagination play on. AND ON. So it went, I saw the river and a big midnight blue sky with pinprickly stars of white throughout.
I saw myself, not feeling alone, but being empowered with feeling. With water-emotion, with new channels of energy opening. I felt my brain healing and the hemispheres of it fusing together.
I felt my left brain especially soften, and noticed that that side feels like it has an old crust, and new lava was about to reform it on the journey ahead and smooth it out. I saw myself with a fresh pack of Tobacco, and a new strength to go within.
Perhaps our greatest modern fear. I continued to carve out the old baggage from chakras with an imaginary ivory blade.
I saw all the negative worries and how they could taunt me and then be squelched again by the peace of the river and it's gift of wisdom. I felt my right hand open up like a cup or a human paw, and i could almost feel my native guide hold energy right in it.
I saw myself making prayers for the people, animals and experiences. I saw myself creating rituals (or remembering some) with tobacco and a shell. I felt such power within the release of the pain. The pain was just letting go and feeling Real; not good or bad. I knew that this was just the beginning of lots of new poetry about "Black and White" metaphors. (My white eye balls piercing through the dark of night). On and on it could go. Finding my message. Finding new ways of using emotion to reach people. Finding emotion itself and the mechanics of it.

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Bob Marley, Peace Pilgrim and the HUMMINGBIRD.

5/14/2012

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The events quickly turned, as i left the last couchsurfer's home up on the hill. I went downtown, and three people called me at once. One of them, my new couch hosts, who was on his way to meet me at 5th and Jefferson in Portland. At last i was in an extended comfort zone, that had musical breathing room. Being subjected to the same old classic rock tunes during the last 24 hours put me into a melancholy mode. Really Portlanders? (was Tom Petty the best you could do?) Now riding in a green toyota with a red-bearded fellow, on the way across the river and to the land of infinite possiblity zone. Computer usage, in the sound recording room, soy candle wafting sweet smells, a button-cute Kali cooking ameri-mexi flavors. A newly wed couple shares their story about which will soon embark on the same kind of free wheeling 2012 leaping snake-shedding tour. For them it will be swimming the land with their music.
I have found myself in the middle of bliss. Good food, good conversation and apartment zen.
After the meal with a variety of 5 different hot sauces on the table, we sat downtown again in the swankiest movie theater i have ever been in... "The Living Room".
This place is modern and squuuueaky clean. It's swank, with full bar and sexy sultry jazz band back in the corner. Nine dollars.
Bob Marley on the big screen is now in my face, and i am gripped with a mocha fantastic grin, fli=ying over the sweet green covered hills of Jamaica. Yes I WAS flying, along with the fantastic airplane shots of the countrysides. I see the Door of No return in Africa, where the slaves, were as it clearly states, were never to return. I felt my heart center ripping open with it ALL. My belly emo center spinning and churning, and steaming the coals.
I found this room to be holding me in a kind of space, that i have been making for others these past 6 months or more, with the Serpentbird 7 and our Medicine Wheels.
Here i was watching the master, leaping around the entire planet with his yin and yang blood black and white messages of peace. It's just a baffling thing to wonder, why there are so few of "these" (types) as he was. So much burning, so much unstoppable-ness.
It's on and on...doors of mystery he walked through. The nature of his devotion to God, and the use of music to transmute the evil in his life and the world was so great.
You can't help wanting the music to be in your own self after seeing that kind of light.
The next day....
I can't decide which part of this huge metro i want to traverse, and perhaps tear into.
The sun is burning up the day pretty early in the day, compared to my first two here. I grab my Turtle bag and opt for the Saturday market. Animal Medicine Cards, and colorful scarves. I just wondered what the chances were i could be the messenger today.
After another cute little home-made breakfasts from my hosts, i thought the least i could do is score some organic greens to bring back to the land of I.P.
So i spot the people from Greenpeace and steer past their neon hair, because of my budget. I take a photo of a spread of Morel mushrooms that i hadn't seen outside of a biology textbook. ---MORE LATER
So I had to call on my inner strength to feel that I could not only make a small profit on the lawn in the midst of the farmers market, but have confidence in my abilities.
I set myself down next to a tall tree and a juggler. Butterfly hankercheif, and my alpaca scarf, made a table. A white crystal for the center, silk colored scarf on my head, and then heads were turning. I took out my trusty carnelian mala and began chanting Tara mantras and simultaneously chanted repeatedly..."I am the Hawk". I asked in prayer for a person who needs my messages.
Not more than ten minutes brought me a silver haired woman. She asked what it was that i do, and i said that i can help her identify her inner powers through animal medicines. I explained my pricings, but she wasn't budging. She was joyful and light in spirit though, so we talked for a bit. I decided to make one last suggestion, and she went for a 5 card Butterfly spread.
A half an hour or more brought us through the wheel, and by the end we both had experienced tears. We had a kinship in the need for high knowledge and close communion with Spirit. I explained to her that this year there is a real need for people to go travel to new places and spread their light around. It is difficult to paint with my words, so I will paraphrase it. She had Dolphin medicine that needed to be awakened. Sound healing, and a need to find her own voice. She had Eagle medicine, which required an extra layer of peeling away her own small "self" and surrendering even deeper into Spirit. She had the Hummingbird which requires opening to love. This is where the water wall came through. She needed to do all of the things/lessons that she said she already knew. Although she was older and perhaps wiser, I had to remain strong in my gut feelings to tell her to revisit everything with more intensity. I knew her Spirit quest, and i knew the level of near insanity it requires. This time she just needed to have more receptivity and perhaps (at my suggestion) a brand new crystal singing bowl. I came out of it knowing that I helped deliver some real breakthroughs, and i hoped she would go home and plan a totally insane journey to new and far off places.
AND why Peace Pilgrim? Well, my new friend that i "read" for gave me a book about Peace Pilgrim called Steps Toward Inner Peace. This little booklet is one i believed most cherished on the planet by women mmmm maybe in their 60's. She was a prophet; a seeker. She walked more than 25,000 miles across North America etc etc. As you can read in her book. And i mention it just to add that out of all journey-ers i have heard of in history, she truly must have been one of the few women on the planet to rise up and out of babylon so successfully. Peace ...a monumental thing to instill among the insane and within ourselves.

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Dragonfly Totem

5/10/2012

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The Dragonfly Totem is what prompts CHANGE. The Totem key word is "Illusion". I have always known in my soul that Babylon is Illusion. SO why is it so scary leaving all of your material possessions behind? Once ingrained into modern society, it becomes increasingly difficult to know your own "self" while immersed in the illusion itself. Man made materials...though it is "created" is a distraction to what is and the here and now.

I began seeing the dragonfly totem come to me while at my work, cleaning houses. This is the antithesis of what i just stated earlier about the material world versus nature. However there are exceptions to the rule. Spirit will guide you in what ever way it can, to get you to see what you should really be seeing, "behind the veils" of illusion. This way we know that we are always loved unconditionally in the universe.

Today is my second day in Portland, Oregon. I am bewildered knowing i am supposed to be on a "vision quest". I am certainly not in any wilderness here. I am in the large metropolis, I am in the suburbs. I am lost in this mission, to pierce through the veils. I know at some juncture i am going to lose my patience and bail out on everyone. I can't seem to re-gain any strength in the midst of words, and conversations. I can barely make sentences. I am screaming internally for retreat into silence.
After all of the supposed "vision quests" i have been on, I feel that this one is well just as difficult but in a different way of course. Is it okay to find a balance between city and wilderness?
So many unanswered questions. Fear of traveling into a forest to escape modern insanity. Frosty spring nights.
I have a sleeping bag, and wool sweaters, 2 alpaca scarves, one pair of alpaca socks, essential oils, some t-shirts, a bra, a few pairs of underwear.
I checked my bike into the shop after it arrived perfectly at my couchsurfing hosts' residence. On Wednesday I will have the bike back and be having a trial run on how to hitch it all on board.

So why does Shamanka (Serpentbird), leave the world of comfort, for the unknown? It is to make full soul and full God contact. It is to let my own feeling of safety drop out and let myself be caught in nature's spirit webs. Its all hell breaking loose in my emotions. I am screaming to be found. I am a stranger in a strange land, homeless, and free. The more posessions the more burdens.
It has been 5 years or so since my journey to Hopi land. I was a different being. I was solid.
Now i am unprepared for the leap, but it is the only way up.
I know I can not be effective at being an example to others until i feel healthy again.

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