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It was a beautiful day in Nashville, just a handful of clouds were floating by in the deep blue up above. I sat beneath the shade of a canopy of trees in our backyard, relaxing into a meditation. As I sat, I let the suggestions of a higher self recording take me away to my ‘sacred space’ as the tape phrased it.
I materialized on the calm shores of a beach, something akin to Tom Hanks arrival on the beach in castaway. Albeit in a much more relaxed state of mind. Beyond the edge of golden sand ahead was a dense forest, and as the tape progressed it directed me to enter.
As I stepped into the dense woodland of green, I came upon two paths that snaked off in different directions.
Which way to take? I went off right and continued to wander through the lush wood. It’s floor was wrapped in the old roots of trees, whose bodies were entangled by vines; it was beautiful and welcoming.
I then came upon an opening; a gateway into a large meadow nestled among the forest. In the center stood a large tree, standing powerfully with dignity and wisdom. A central figure of the citizens of this wooded paradise. At its base was a door. This tree was my house, my spiritual retreat.
The soothing female voice of the tape then directed me to enter. Inside I found the first room, it was like a hollowed out trunk of a tree, decorated in pictures — portraits of past lives — that I couldn’t make out. They continued high into the trunk and as I began to look up, I was directed back to the pictures around me and was told to focus on what I saw. I began to make out a few of the pictures, settling on one in particular.
In front of me lay another door. It began to open, and beyond it lay another room; it looked like a wooden lodge with a long central table. There was a chair at either end of the table, and there were small windows along each wall.
I sat down at the table, and a ball of white-golden light began to manifest across from me.
As I watched the ball of light it began to grow, slowly taking on the form of a being. A cord of light connected us across the table at the center of my chest. As this being took a fully formed bodily shape, the light began to dull and evolve into the likeness of a human. A feather pointing up to the sky now rested at his head. It was held their by a wrap and his hair was long and dark.
As he looked across the table at me I felt the space between us evaporate. There was a great connection. Nothing was said but much was communicated.
I felt the need to hug him tightly, and so I did. Then I left with the knowledge I’d gained. Fresh with life, and determined that I would be sure to return again. This began a journey of discovery, one that has evolved greatly and bestowed much upon me.
To be continued with the many adventures of my spiritual journeys.
