Part I
I poke my finger into the air in front of me. I can not feel the break with my physical body, but my soul knows it is open. Something separates, the molecules maybe, and I quickly place my other hand into the hole and spread the invisible veil just wide enough for me to squeeze through into the other side. It quickly shuts behind me with a vacuum sound and I am standing on air, but not quite because a giant, bright green dewy vine grows up through the sunrise hued red and golden clouds into the bright blue day and quickly cushions each step I take. I continue my journey. Giant leaves place themselves directly under each foot step which lead me upward into a mountainous rain forest. Still above a crystal blue green deep pool I dive in and realize from the free body feeling, that I am naked, without earthly impediments. The water is divine. I surface and the vines place themselves gently around me, growing to pull me up comfortably out of the water. The vines slowly carry me past immense crystal walls covered in gentle waterfalls and moss in hues of sapphire and amethyst to a giant pink lily, deep in a forest grove. The soft sunlight shines through the enormous woods and the rainbows sparkle though the crystals all around me. A murmur of life, animals and vibrations from the forest whisper harmoniously as I am cradled by a the soft floral chair. I realize a silky golden robe more fine than a spiderweb has been draped over me for my embrace. It's time to meditate. Part II I’m sitting in the room in my head, and I can sense the energy around me breathing with me, like a multi colored shadow. It’s my aura, I’m assuming, since my eyes are closed. I will the light around me to come closer to illuminate the colors better. Seeing them more clearly I realize they’re kind of muddy, like a poorly manipulated watercolor done at the river recently, so I have to clean it. I imagine a giant glowing white cord of pure energy shooting from above me, then through me, filling me completely and then dropping from me down through the earth into the fiery core. The white cord wraps around the fire ball and I’m connected to the earth completely, but also to a higher realm, because the cord doesn’t come from me, but above me, from an unseen, clean power source. Now that I’m plugged in and connected I name the cord, using my full name with maiden and marriage included and start to dump. I start with my sadness, and my pain, I attach them to the cord and let them drop. I dump my apathy, my fear, my pride, my ignorance and my assumptions. Letting them go clears out a lot of space. I forgive the people that have done me wrong, one at a time, and immediately I feel much lighter. I add anything I can immediately come up with including my anger, my expectations and release them all. I was holding onto to so much useless crap. I thank the fire within the earth for annihilating this psychic garbage and I cut the chord. Emerald reminded me to do it three times just to be sure it’s a clean cut. I laughed when she said this because I have read in Buddhist and Viking scriptures everything is done in threes. The first cord is gone, so I repeat the process again but make an even larger cord this time, one that includes my aura, which is expanded approximately 18”-36” larger than my body in each direction. I visualize my aura being squeezed into and against my body like a person is squeezing the last of the toothpaste out from top to bottom until the mud color has slid down the energy cord into the earth and if it pops back up and in, it’s clean, bright, new and shiny. I inspect the colors, making sure there is a full spectrum: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet, purple reds, golds, and whites. Check. If they’re mucky at all I do it again. Then I thank the earth, the Source and myself, for being so colorful and interesting, and I cut the cord three times. My aura is clean. I love when the colors wash over me. It took months to get to this place, I could not find a green until I forgave even the rapist, and the blues were elusive for so long, but now they dominate. Purples have always been strong, but the gold is my favorite. It just feels like magic. Time for yoga or painting. Something good needs to happen.
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