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Shamanic Journey for Cultivating Aliveness [Online]
Aloha internet kin,
A wild river continues to move through me, so I’ve started howling. I’ve been giving myself over to the otherworld winds. I’ve been letting the white-hot lightning field cleave me open while I listen for the whistles of what wants to be tended.
As part of my unearthing and untangling process, I’ve been sifting through old notes and letters and years of journal entries. Remembering is a process of putting back together. What stuck out the most was a series of shamanic journeys I did over the course of a few years while I lived in Los Angeles.
The yoga studio that I went to then was called Heartbeat House. A beautiful Jaguar man with piercing eyes started offering shamanic journeys once a month and my curiosity was piqued. The first time I went I was shocked at what happened.
I crawl down a hole until I land in the belly of the universe. I am naked and wet, streaked with birth and dirt. I stand up inside a glittering grotto. Before me stretches an endless black body of water, thick as the night with no light, disappearing into the guts of the cave. It laps at the shore just a few inches from my feet. I watch myself take a deep breath and walk into the water. Only when I am fully submerged does the world underwater explode into full color, revealing its essential nature.
My memories of these moments are more astonishing now, having seen how they unfolded over several cycles. Themes that emerged in these experiences have threaded themselves throughout my life and entangled into the earth of me. Repeated creatures. Persistent vibrating symbols. Seven years down the road from these initial otherworldly encounters, I’m better able to appreciate the span and arc of a great web unfurling from my fingers.
A tribe of tall, brown alien people come up to me, surround me, cover me with their hands, paint me with a code. Different lines and different colors. I am bald. I have the soul of the lion and a map on my body.
The soul speaks in code. What happens in the mythical space of trance, inside the drumming, as we travel to other dimensions to receive blessings, healings, and teachings is beyond my comprehension. But I do know that something happens.
I climb up an enormous Oak tree and encounter a million-year-old rat with glowing eyes that stuffs all the holes in my soul with leaves. I am composted. I am returned to an ancient memory.
And because I believe that the most powerful tool for healing is what we already have – AKA the human body – I am excited to start offering this experience online to those who wish to start spelunking the caverns of their wildest territory: the soul.
Join me next Wednesday, April 1st, for an evening of diving into the multi-dimensional depths of yourself.
Safe, effective, and deeply otherworldly, a shamanic journey is a gently guided experience by a trained shamanic practitioner that utilizes sonic driving, or drumming, to support you in entering a trance state where you ‘travel’ to another dimension in order to receive guidance, healing, and support from benevolent spirits and power animals that are here to support your life. These experiences can assist you in becoming more empowered, whole, and alive.