Well... I have been through the Shadows and the Light now, and it has been just the beginning of a transformation, it feels like.
Those 7 weeks ago now, I went in with the intention of fully releasing the steel wall in my mind that was blocking me. I had mentally been pushed into a corner due to being unable to face my fears, and the result was pushing down those fear repeatedly, numbing myself. But my spirit guides had no issue with this ~ they knew that I would eventually have nowhere left to run, only to confront my fears, so it was only a matter of time.
That night... I drank 5g of Rue tea and 1g of filtered PE tea. I prayed and requested the power to break through that wall, because I was through with running. Within minutes, I was shown a vision of a dark corridor with a figure who guided me through it. I was being prepared mentally and spiritually. This went on for a while, though nothing much seemed to happen. Eventually, I came to an area of colour and light, with my tiger spirit guide asking me if I was truly, genuinely ready. There was no going back. I made my choice.
I found myself in a pitch-black zone highlight by red neon glowing lines. I went towards the back of it, where I was blocked by an angry red face. It demanded I turn back. I called upon some... authority I seemed to have, allowing me to pass through. I walked mentally into black void, followed by my spirit guides.
What followed was... incoherent madness. I was lost in the vortex, a hurricane, of mass confusion and insanity. There was little in the way of clarity, only chaos. At brief moments, my spirit guides found me, expressing joy and concern at my state, only to lose me in the chaos again. My mind was a nightmare. It felt like my mind had been permanently broken and shattered beyond repair. I do vaguely recall feeling mentally broken, with my mind flickering between red and green rapidly, left and right. It felt like I was a broken radio or television. I became convinced that my very soul was shattered beyond repair, with my existence rapidly fading. I quietly accepted my fate, solemnly. I was to fade, lost forever.
Eventually, I did come to some sense of clarity eventually ~ my soul felt like it had been cleanly put fully back together, thrumming vibrantly and powerfully, like I had never been broken at all. In retrospect, I intuitively knew this was going to happen, somehow, but I was too blinded to know it. I somehow lost 6 hours overall, upon checking my phone. The rest of the journey was a brief period of gentle relaxation, flowing and rambling happily though very tiredly with my spirit guides. I was warned that I was very drained, and that recovery would take quite some time. My spirit guides requested that I wait around ~7 weeks before partaking again to let my mind settle, upon examining my state of mind.
I spent two whole days feeling extremely flattened mentally. My emotions and mind were incredibly dulled. Thinking and feeling was real challenge. The third day I was vaguely better, but still not with it. The fourth day I was sort of recovered, or on the way. The fifth day I felt like myself again, though different somehow. Better, more alive.
7 weeks later now, I was feeling better than before ~ I was ready to take the next step, so my spirit guides requested that I think about what I really wanted.
Some words came to mind... meaning, purpose, power, love, happiness, balance, harmony. I made it something of a mantra. While preparing for my journey, I requested to have a journey of love, light and order, to contrast the confusion, darkness and chaos of the previous journey. To fill a cup that had been emptied.
I had no pear juice, so I resorted to a big teaspoon of sweet honey to add to my 5g Rue and 10g Chaliponga brew. The honey made it rather tolerable, though the Chaliponga came through sharply still. It tasted better than Acacia Confusa rootbark, however...
This time, the come-up was slow. My guts were unsettled, perhaps because of my apprehension. I went an hour of feeling nothing, to suddenly feeling quite a sudden, sharp shift. My mind was swimming, melting, through a honey-liquid-rainbow sea. I barely had a sense of identity ~ it was the shock of sudden transition, I think. I had to force myself to think, so I could focus on that thought, to ground myself in something, to exist.
My mind went even higher, though I was in a state of finding it difficult to tell symbols apart from literal events. It was difficult to discern my own beliefs and thoughts from what I was experiencing. I did eventually descend from that wild high state to something more reasonable. I did find however that I was able to feel a dizzying sharp-hot, nearly limitless sensation of pure love. My mental energy seemed limitless in that state. No matter what, I didn't tire, as I would in the past. I also didn't black out as I had at other times, nor did I feel a need to vomit.
This was contrasted, however, with darker moments of my Shadow popping up ~ its presence was announced with a distinct ticking sound behind my head, going from fast to slow and slower. It was slightly unnerving, but I wasn't afraid now. I could acknowledge and accept, and the manifestation of my Shadow vanished happily and gleefully, as if it had become part of me.
I had thoughts and worries pop up about various situations in my life, and I was shown a different perspective for each of them ~ that these situations were different to what I thought. I was seemingly shown the perspective and thoughts of the other people in these situations, but of course, I have no means of confirming anything. Nor would I presume to invade anyone's privacy, so those thoughts I might just keep private to contemplate over.
A powerful set of journeys, overall. I do not know what comes next... but I feel more like myself than I did before.
But I do know that my head whirls, throbs and aches from the Rue and Chaliponga. Nothing helps but time, I suppose.
Well, I will have more clarity tomorrow perhaps. Whatever will come.
Those 7 weeks ago now, I went in with the intention of fully releasing the steel wall in my mind that was blocking me. I had mentally been pushed into a corner due to being unable to face my fears, and the result was pushing down those fear repeatedly, numbing myself. But my spirit guides had no issue with this ~ they knew that I would eventually have nowhere left to run, only to confront my fears, so it was only a matter of time.
That night... I drank 5g of Rue tea and 1g of filtered PE tea. I prayed and requested the power to break through that wall, because I was through with running. Within minutes, I was shown a vision of a dark corridor with a figure who guided me through it. I was being prepared mentally and spiritually. This went on for a while, though nothing much seemed to happen. Eventually, I came to an area of colour and light, with my tiger spirit guide asking me if I was truly, genuinely ready. There was no going back. I made my choice.
I found myself in a pitch-black zone highlight by red neon glowing lines. I went towards the back of it, where I was blocked by an angry red face. It demanded I turn back. I called upon some... authority I seemed to have, allowing me to pass through. I walked mentally into black void, followed by my spirit guides.
What followed was... incoherent madness. I was lost in the vortex, a hurricane, of mass confusion and insanity. There was little in the way of clarity, only chaos. At brief moments, my spirit guides found me, expressing joy and concern at my state, only to lose me in the chaos again. My mind was a nightmare. It felt like my mind had been permanently broken and shattered beyond repair. I do vaguely recall feeling mentally broken, with my mind flickering between red and green rapidly, left and right. It felt like I was a broken radio or television. I became convinced that my very soul was shattered beyond repair, with my existence rapidly fading. I quietly accepted my fate, solemnly. I was to fade, lost forever.
Eventually, I did come to some sense of clarity eventually ~ my soul felt like it had been cleanly put fully back together, thrumming vibrantly and powerfully, like I had never been broken at all. In retrospect, I intuitively knew this was going to happen, somehow, but I was too blinded to know it. I somehow lost 6 hours overall, upon checking my phone. The rest of the journey was a brief period of gentle relaxation, flowing and rambling happily though very tiredly with my spirit guides. I was warned that I was very drained, and that recovery would take quite some time. My spirit guides requested that I wait around ~7 weeks before partaking again to let my mind settle, upon examining my state of mind.
I spent two whole days feeling extremely flattened mentally. My emotions and mind were incredibly dulled. Thinking and feeling was real challenge. The third day I was vaguely better, but still not with it. The fourth day I was sort of recovered, or on the way. The fifth day I felt like myself again, though different somehow. Better, more alive.
7 weeks later now, I was feeling better than before ~ I was ready to take the next step, so my spirit guides requested that I think about what I really wanted.
Some words came to mind... meaning, purpose, power, love, happiness, balance, harmony. I made it something of a mantra. While preparing for my journey, I requested to have a journey of love, light and order, to contrast the confusion, darkness and chaos of the previous journey. To fill a cup that had been emptied.
I had no pear juice, so I resorted to a big teaspoon of sweet honey to add to my 5g Rue and 10g Chaliponga brew. The honey made it rather tolerable, though the Chaliponga came through sharply still. It tasted better than Acacia Confusa rootbark, however...
This time, the come-up was slow. My guts were unsettled, perhaps because of my apprehension. I went an hour of feeling nothing, to suddenly feeling quite a sudden, sharp shift. My mind was swimming, melting, through a honey-liquid-rainbow sea. I barely had a sense of identity ~ it was the shock of sudden transition, I think. I had to force myself to think, so I could focus on that thought, to ground myself in something, to exist.
My mind went even higher, though I was in a state of finding it difficult to tell symbols apart from literal events. It was difficult to discern my own beliefs and thoughts from what I was experiencing. I did eventually descend from that wild high state to something more reasonable. I did find however that I was able to feel a dizzying sharp-hot, nearly limitless sensation of pure love. My mental energy seemed limitless in that state. No matter what, I didn't tire, as I would in the past. I also didn't black out as I had at other times, nor did I feel a need to vomit.
This was contrasted, however, with darker moments of my Shadow popping up ~ its presence was announced with a distinct ticking sound behind my head, going from fast to slow and slower. It was slightly unnerving, but I wasn't afraid now. I could acknowledge and accept, and the manifestation of my Shadow vanished happily and gleefully, as if it had become part of me.
I had thoughts and worries pop up about various situations in my life, and I was shown a different perspective for each of them ~ that these situations were different to what I thought. I was seemingly shown the perspective and thoughts of the other people in these situations, but of course, I have no means of confirming anything. Nor would I presume to invade anyone's privacy, so those thoughts I might just keep private to contemplate over.
A powerful set of journeys, overall. I do not know what comes next... but I feel more like myself than I did before.
But I do know that my head whirls, throbs and aches from the Rue and Chaliponga. Nothing helps but time, I suppose.
Well, I will have more clarity tomorrow perhaps. Whatever will come.


