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From the April 2009 Newsletter
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APRIL 2009
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LETTER
FROM THE PRESIDENT
Dear
Friends of the Cuyamungue Institute,
With our passing through the Vernal Equinox we can, at last, welcome
spring again. While I have visions of all of you welcoming new
green shoots and blossoms, I remind myself that some of you live in the
Southern Hemisphere where autumn is beginning to bring cooler nights
and a time for going within. It is a good reminder that our
community covers the globe. Greetings to all of you!
During the past few months since our last newsletter, the Board of
Directors of the Cuyamungue Institute met for our winter board meeting
at the Florida home of Vice-President Rae LeCompte. Out agenda
always includes reviewing applications for training and for the
certification of both instructors and practitioners. We are happy
to announce that Tannis Hugill, Meredith McCord, and Jill Schumacher
have been certified as instructors, and all three have joined the
Teachers Network. You will find information about all the Network
members at www.cuyamungueinstitute.com. We are also
welcoming new trainees for the certification training
program:
- Jennifer Beaver, Ohio
- Len-Erna Cotton, Hawaii
- James Lawer, California
- Holly Messick, Ohio
- Julie Nicol, England
- Merry Norris, Ohio
- Suzanne Roberts, Maryland
- Stephanie Stephens, Ohio
The next Teacher
Training workshop will be in Ohio, July 22-25, 2009. For more
information about it, contact me at Belinda@BelindaGore.com.
Thanks to board member Nancy C. Sharp, the Cuyamungue
Institute is launching a new project to introduce people to the
institute, the land and our work and offer opportunities to become
involved. On April 18, Nancy and I will be in Albuquerque to share
the history of the Felicitas Goodman's research and the story of the
development of our international center in northern New Mexico.
If you are in the area and would like to attend this private event,
contact Nancy at nsharp@valornet.com.
We are available for providing programs at these "house
parties" throughout the U.S. so please let us know if you would
like to host one.
And...we need your help! Since the board made the
decision to provide the quarterly newsletter to everyone who has an
interest in our work, the newsletter is no longer one of the key
benefits of membership. Currently we rely on membership dues to
support the maintenance of our 280 acres north of Santa Fe, for
maintaining the road (our responsibility since it is on private land),
upkeep on the six buildings that require adobe repair, keeping our well
in good working order, and various similar ongoing needs. We
would like to make membership more attractive to you and we need to
know how to do that. Currently life membership, with a one-time
payment of $350, entitles you to a free 3-day stay at the Institute
between workshops. Other suggestions? Let us know: admin@cuyamungueinstitute.com.
In this issue you will find a summary of the minutes of
our board of directors' meeting in later January, as well as articles
by Jennifer Beaver, Julie Nicol, and Nicholas Brink chronicling their
personal experiences with the spirits for personal healing and healing
of the land.
I hope to see you at the International Gathering at the
Institute on June 18-21. If you have not yet registered, do so
right away. Contact Frances at admin@cuyamungueinstitute.com.
With my best wishes to all of you,
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Dream
of The Bear Spirit Posture
by
Jennifer L. Beaver
Journal entry: March 15, 2004, 5:15 am, at home on couch
Grandfather Bear came to me in my dream last night. Well, actually Crow
did first. I was walking down a field lined country road with people
that I didn't know very well lagging behind me as we walked. Crow flew
across our path in a goofy, sporadic, wave like rhythm, as if to
entertain me with a silly greeting. On seeing crow I had the excitement
of seeing an old friend, but I held my excitement back not wanting to
some how appear too eager in front of the people walking with me. A shy
"Hello Crow" was the muted response given instead of the
beaming " Hey, Crow!" I felt.
Crow
told me to see Grandfather Bear. I became very sad and replied
"But Crow I don't know Grandfather Bear." In the next moment
Crow was gone and Grandfather Bear was there. He had come up from
behind, on my right side and put his massive arm/foreleg around me. I
immediately felt his warmth and loving presence. He assures me that I
am safe and he is here for me. All I need to do is assume the posture
and he can heal me. I felt tears of joy well up as my body
automatically assumes the posture once I consciously decided too.
I
immediately felt myself falling backwards, but Grandfather Bear was
behind me holding me safely. His warm body, soft fur, and loving energy
supported me completely. Bear was then on my left side, reaching across
my body, pawing at my right pelvic area. The force was so powerful yet
effortless to Bear. My whole body rocked back and forth as if it were a
stuffed doll. The pawing stopped and was replaced by the sound of bones
being crunched and chewed. Bear then went to the other side of my body
and started pawing at the left side of my pelvis.
The
energy then shifted. My hands had fallen out of posture. Instead of
Bear beside me Wolf was snuggled in close nudging me, encouraging me to
correct my hand placement. I resumed the posture and Bear was back
right where we left off. I very quickly fell out of posture again as
the energy shifted once more. I had convinced my self that there was no
way I could stay in posture with Bear pawing at my side.
With
further reflection it has occurred to me that I could have asked for
help in holding the posture. Perhaps I could have asked Bear to tie my
hands for me, or asked angels to hold me in the pose in their realm so
that in Bears realm he could work freely without my tied hands getting
in his way.
That
was nice. Thank you Grandfather Bear. Thank you Crow. Thank you Wolf.
March
3, 2009
Words about the
background of the above dream and my journey to ecstatic trance
postures
Victoria
Anderson had first introduced our Cranial Sacral class to ecstatic body
postures during a self-care lesson. She had us all assume a posture and
told us she was going to rattle for fifteen minutes. Afterwards we
would share our experience. I didn't really get what this was all about
at the time, but played along. Many in the group had very expansive
visions and experiences. Myself, I neither felt nor saw anything at
first. What I did eventually see was three brief images flash into my
mind. First I saw Hawk soaring, then Jesus, and finally the Easter
Bunny. Not very eventful, but Victoria was so excited about this stuff
it stirred my curiosity.
I
soon after bought Belinda Gore's book, Ecstatic Body Postures, and it
sat on my bookcase for a year or two. Until one evening I was at my
wits end when it came to healing a pain I had in my lower abdominal
area on the right side. I feared it was my appendix, but swore I would
heal it myself since the traditional allopathic treatment would be to
remove it. I had tried everything I new in my bag of tricks, but
nothing seemed to bring about lasting results when it came to this
pain. I was at home searching through my bookcase for any remedy or
trick I may have overlooked when I came across Belinda's book. I
vaguely remembered seeing something about healing postures when I first
bought it, maybe there would be something in there.
Well,
it sounded promising. I made a list of all the stuff I would need, a CD
with timed rattle designed for shamanic trance, headphones for the
stereo so I would not disturb or scare the neighbor with the sound of
the loud rattling, and some blue corn meal as a gift to the spirits.
The
next day after work I ran around town gathering all my supplies, rushed
home and began to set up the space. Excitedly I consulted the book. It
said that trance experiences were better, and more likely, in a group
setting, but I didn't have a group so I was going to wing it. It also
said to do a brief meditation before starting, but I was convinced that
would not be necessary in my case. So I performed the suggested
ceremony to call in the spirits, put my new headphones on, started the
rattle CD, and assumed the posture I had picked out, The Bear Spirit
Posture.
The
rattle went on for its designated fifteen minutes and stopped. Nothing
had happened. "I can do this," I said to myself as I
maintained the posture. Maybe I just need a little more time. So with
renewed intensity I focused my energy. Nothing. I finally gave in to
defeat. "Maybe the group thing was important after all," I
thought.
That
night as I was getting ready for bed I considered trying to do the
posture in bed, with the logic that since trance was a way of inducing
the dream state I could access it that way. The problem would be
maintaining the posture in my sleep. I thought maybe I could tie my
hands and feet together, but this still didn't sound likely to work. I
gave in again to defeat and went to bed. That night I had the
previously described dream. It wasn't just any dream it was one of
those wakeful dreams where even though you know you are dreaming you
feel fully awake and present to everything that is happening within it.
I
was sad for this amazing experience to end, but I was elated that it
had happened. I was now hooked and finally got how powerful trance
postures could be and why Victoria was so excited about them. I knew I
needed to meet Belinda. But how, was the question.
It
wasn't until the following fall that I saw in the schedule for the
Universal Light Expo that Belinda was going to be giving a lecture
there on ecstatic body postures. I decided I would go to her lecture
and try to talk to her afterward.
The
morning of Belinda's lecture I was so excite to talk to her and share
my experience that I had a very hard time relaxing into the posture the
group was doing together. I once again did not experience much to speak
of. Once the lecture ended I made my way to Belinda where a small group
had already formed to talk to her. I patiently waited for the others to
finish. Belinda started to leave. "Wait," I called out
"I have something I want to share with you."
As
I finished my story I asked about the Explorers group that Victoria had
mentioned years before when she had first introduced our Cranial Sacral
class to ecstatic body postures. Belinda kindly said I could attend,
gave me her contact information, and asked if I would give her a copy
of my dream. I happily agreed.
I
am now, almost five years later, finally typing up a copy of my Bear
Spirit dream experience for Belinda.
Thank
you, Belinda, for your patience and all the love and kindness you have
shown me throughout the years. With much love and warmth I pass this
story on to you.
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Letter
From Julie
The
day after you and John left Cuyamungue I started out for a walk on the
land, I was walking up the road when, just before the spot where
Felicitas had first encountered Spirit, a Spirit hit me in the back,
like a rugby ball thrown really hard, it hit and then went straight
down into the ground.
A
minute later I bumped into Tannis and Marianne who suggested I walk
behind the House and onto the Mesa, which I did, but I could not stop
thinking 'why, if the Spirits want to be in the ground, don't they just
go there?'
I
sat on a stone overlooking the valley and journeyed to ask this
question. I was introduced to the Chief of the land who took me flying
over to Los Alomos, where the air could not be flown through, it was so
damaged. I asked my question of this Chief and he told me that he could
not go back into the ground until all his tribe had entered the ground
first. I knew instantly what he wanted me to do and he flew me back to
the stone on the Mesa.
I
stood up (in reality) and started a healing of the land, by walking and
moving my hand over the land until it hurt (my hand), I use this same
method with people healings, I need not touch the body. Where ever my
hand hurt, I stood and raised my arms and offered myself as a gateway
into the land. I repeated this process many times across the Mesa. Each
time, a different energy went through; there was a tribe of Warriors;
the women of the tribe; pregnant women; children; a herd of buffalo, I
could feel their hooves; the outcasts of the tribe; horses; etc etc.
the next to last was the Medicine man and as he went through he turned
and did a blessing on my heart; (even now I fill with tears at the
thought of it); and after this, the Chief, who simply thanked me.
I
returned to the stone and completed the journey.
A short while later Marianne, Tannis and I were driving out to the flea
market when we saw the Rio Grande flash flood, and when we returned
from the market there had been two great rains on the land, and Francis
and Holly said that they felt like a great healing had taken place as
it did not feel like normal rain. I told them about my healing the day
after and they were very emotional, and told me some of the history of
the land.
When I left Cuyamungue on the Tuesday I knew that it had claimed a part
of me and I promised to return soon. When I left American soil I felt
that my heart would break. I returned home in record time!! But as soon
as I stepped onto the pavement in Arundel I knew I did not belong in
Arundel any more. All these things came as a bit of a shock to me.
Since then, and for the past 4 months I have struggled. It has been
like walking through treacle. I have been seriously anxious. My work
has almost completely dried up for the first time in 25 years, and I
have thought many times that I may die, that I wanted to die. It made
no sense to me as I am not a 'depressed' sort of person by nature. I
have had healings and done many postures but I could not shift the
darkness that I felt.
Then, on Saturday a group of 'healing' friends gathered for our first
meeting with a view to sharing our knowledge. We were talking about
psychopomp work when one man talked about the dangers of not wanting to
return from these journeys, and often, the feeling of wanting to die.
We talked a while about this and I realized that I had left something
on the land, or that it had been stolen from me, or that I had not
truly completed the ritual. I had never seen the healing that took
place as psychopomp work before...I don't know why. But then I knew I
had to journey back and retrieve whatever it was. I was very anxious
about this..........as I didn't want to feel even worse!! So, I asked a
friend, Carolyn, to be with me while I journeyed.
I did this on Saturday evening. Before I went into the journey I asked
for help from a quartz crystal bed that I work with. I sat it before me
with the base of the bed uppermost, and instantly I saw many pin points
of light coming out of it and knew that at each point I had stood I had
left something. Then I saw Coyote.....so clearly, and I knew that it
was not the Spirits I had worked with, nor the lack of ritual, but that
Coyote had taken this energy from me.
I then journeyed back to the stone on the Mesa and stood looking over
the valley. What a wonder to be back. Then I turned and looked onto the
land where the healing had taken place and there were many shafts of
bright light rising from the ground. I walked into the center of these
and was amazed at the amount and intensity of this energy. Then, I
stood over the first shaft and a huge rush of energy came back into my
body. I did this over each point until it was all back, I could feel
myself filling up. I knew as the energy came in that this was my entire
collection of 'I can' energy, and it was so massive.
Throughout my life I have told myself that 'I cannot'; I cannot have; I
cannot do; I cannot be; Always believing that whenever I did something,
it was just a fluke and could not be repeated....and when it did happen
again, I would make yet another 'excuse' for it. Coyote took away all
my 'I can' energy and I trudged through mud for 4 months thinking I was
dying. I was amazed at how much 'I can' energy I had and now that I am
full of it, and have sealed it in, I truly believe I can do anything I
want, and I will. All else is just shadow and habit. I have never felt
like this before. What an awesome gift from Coyote.
Well, I hope that this is just the beginning of the story and that
there will be many more to come.
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A Year of Posture Work in 2008-09
Much Relating to my Prostate Cancer
By Nick
Brink
Most of these ecstatic experiences were from our Monday
evening group unless otherwise noted.
-1/14
I saw Dr Pursell for a physical exam and he ordered a PSA
A couple of weeks later he recommended I see an urologist because
my PSA went up.
-2/20/08 Dr. Sekula digitally felt a problem in my prostate and
ordered a biopsy.
I was cold- hugging myself for warmth. Walking through dark-damp
forest - tall trees above me. I come to a shallow cave - moss
covered. I sit down with my back against the rock wall hugging
myself. The wall opens and I am pulled down into a cave. I
see a big fire in the middle with shadowy natives dancing around
it. The natives put me on a stone block in the middle of and
above the fire and they continue to dance. The block slowly rises
up lifting me higher and higher through the top of the cave to where I
am again outside but above the trees and cave - standing, looking out
across the world in the warm sunlight.
I'm in a long train tunnel. I can see light way ahead. Lots
of steam - I'm the steam engine or on the cattle catcher of the engine.
Finally I come to the end of the tunnel and out onto a very high
railroad trestle that ends abruptly. I become a large bird, an
eagle, caught in a rising thermal and for a long time I drift around
and around in the thermal. I cannot see the ground.
Eventually I see a black spot way down - like in a cloudy haze - I dive
down to the black spot. It is a mouse. I land and just
stands there. I am now the mouse looking up and around, darting
here and there, looking and looking to see where the racket is coming
from - much, much bigger than me - but I see nothing.
3/24
Feathered Serpent:
I'm standing on a mountaintop and a section of the earth under me
starts going down like an elevator, lowering me into a cave. I am
again within the circle of fire with shadowy spirits dancing around
outside the fire. In their dance they start throwing something at
me that felt sort of like sand. I am naked and it feels
cleansing.
Then they stop throwing the sand but continue to dance. I start
dancing in place, turning in a circle - sort of the Native American
dance step of toe, heel. Then I stop. I'm sweating
profusely. Sweat flows off me. I begin to rise up again to
the top of the cave and out to the mountaintop. I stand naked in
the cold air for a while and it feels good. Then someone, a
woman, a spirit maiden, comes up behind me and wraps me in a bearskin.
With each breath the inhale stops in my abdomen, but as I exhale -
energy shoots deeper within me to my prostate. (I then went into
a state of no thinking).
3/26
I received the diagnosis of prostate cancer, a grade of 8 out of 10 in
severity.
A bear appears between my legs - and I grasp onto the fur of her back.
She carries me to her cave and she sits back on its rear, holding me -
she feels vary warm and comfortable in the darkness.
The bear motions with her head to look down a side tunnel to her left
to where I can again see the spirits dancing around a fire in a
circle. I go there briefly with the spirits dancing around
me. I think they have a message for me but I don't know what it
is.
I am then back with the bear, cuddling into her fur and start nursing
off her tit. Then the spirits are dancing around us and sparks
are flying into the air around us - not burning - I still don't know
the message. I feel very nurtured by the bear.
4/7
Bear Spirit, with Toni, my wife holding me in the posture. Not in
group:
I feel the pings of the drumming attacking my cancer cells and killing
them. I feel Toni low on my back as a little bear. I feel
very planted and stable with her warmth and weight against my back.
Bear Spirit with Sarah holding me:
I feel her warmth. Then three different
bears experiences occur:
First, I feel myself in Lejra, Denmark at the remains of King
Hrothgar's great hall laying naked on the grass - focusing my attention
as a berserker.
The second bear - I was dancing wearing a bear skin with the bear head
over my head - moving in the Native American dance type - but more
frenzied.
The third bear - The sinew of a bear - feeling myself standing with
muscles bulging - showing their sinew. I feel my knees slightly
bent and planted - but standing as a bear - being held by a she
bear. All three bears experiences were feeling strong - whereas
before the bear was soft and nurturing - as the bear holding me.
[The
first and last experiences need some elaboration. First, my first
book Grendel and His Mother: Healing the Traumas of Childhood Through
Dreams, Imagery and Hypnosis (Baywood, 2002) recognizes that each line
of the Old English poem of Beowulf is meaningful in describing the
process of overcoming our tormentor, Grendel. In continuing my
research and fascination for this story I had the opportunity to visit
Lejra, Denmark in 2004, and find what some considered the remains of
King Hrothgar's great hall. From the story of Beowulf, the hero
of this story, Beowulf lays down naked in the great hall waiting for
the king's tormentor Grendel to enter. When Grendel enters,
Beowulf jumps up and grabs Grendel's arm, tearing it off in the great
struggle. Facing our tormentor requires us to let down all our
defenses, thus to be naked. I returned again to this
archeological site in 2006 with my wife who took pictures of me
re-enacting Beowulf by laying down naked in the remains of the
hall. It was the above ecstatic experience that led me to
understand the Beowulf was a berserker, a word that comes from the old
Norse word meaning bearskin. The berserkers were those special
warriors who would work themselves up into a frenzy to fight
naked. A king often had twelve berserkers among his
retainers. The third experience, that of the sinew of the bear,
is from the story of Loki's Children, my second book
(unpublished). Again the ancient myth, the Prose Edda,
outlines the course of therapy in facing our guilt. One of the
six magical substances that is used to restrain Fenrir the wolf, our
obsessive worry, is the sinew of a bear.]
4/12
[I went to an Indian Pow Wow at the Middle School to find for myself a
bear fetish - and bought a silver Zuni bear fetish bracelet.]
4/14
Tlazolteotl:
I am holding something in my hands against my chest - I think it is an
offering. It is warm. I think it could be a rabbit or cat,
then it starts purring - I can feel the purr against my chest - the cat
was asleep, then it wakes and jumps out of my hands. As I go
after it - I notice I am in a simple cool, dark room - orangish walls
with several lit candles and an altar in front of me. Behind the
altar a priestess is sitting - with a Mayan headdress. As I go
after the cat, it runs and jumps into her lap.
I then see the shadowy spirits dancing around me - they usher me
around to the right of the priestess and through a low door into a back
room. We sit on the floor and again they start throwing sparks at
me - first one spirit then another. I can feel the sparks hit me
and go inside me in sort of a fizzing way - the sparks are healing.
Carchi Woman: I'm in a water park, at the top of a long curving
slide/tube and I slide down. My feet hit the water and I flatten
out and glide feet first through the water into a man-made cave - well
lit. I come to some steps and climb up and find myself on a high
diving platform. I walk out and sit on the end of the diving
board. I get up and jump feet first into the pool, swim to the
edge and climb out.
I walk out of the park and onto a sandy beach. I lie down on the
sand and feel the warmth of the sand and the warmth of the sun. I
feel somewhat antsy, get up and continue walking along the beach with
the ocean to my right. I come to and climb over a jetty of rocks
that crosses the beach and runs out into the water. On the other
side is a sandy cove with a high cliff to the left. There I lie
down in the sand and feel the warmth of the sun and warmth of the
sand. I relax deeply.
I was with Teresa in Mexico City [Teresa is a psychologist from Mexico
who first introduced me to Tlazolteotl, the goddess of filth, in the
early 1990s]. She took me to a chapel of Tlazolteotl.
A priestess of the goddess greeted us and I went to her with not a
sense of confession but with something of filth within me - my
cancer. She held me in the bear spirit posture and I felt her
cleansing warmth.
I am sitting on a hilltop - the fields are open around me - it is night
and I am facing the full moon. I see silhouette spirit figures
passing in front of the moon and feel them circling around me.
Then I feel their presences sitting in a circle around me facing the
moon as I am. They begin to sway from side to side and Ohm.
We are all Ohming.
I then think of IxChel - the moon goddess and the goddess of illness,
who, as a goddess, brings the community together.
5/12
The evening of the day of my surgery - Sarah stands for me alone at
home using the bear spirit posture. Sarah's experience:
I felt like I was holding a baby in my arms and then I placed it in the
grass. It slowly aged and turned into that picture of you - naked
in the grass in Denmark. The white bear appeared and picked you
up and wrapped you in a fur skin he brought for you. He held you
to him with your feet dangling. The bear squeezed you and a blob
of organic matter eventually fell out of you. He laid you down
and covered you with the fur and placed an amulet around your neck - it
looked like amber. He built a fire and it was dark. He
picked up the blob of organic matter and threw it into the fire.
Volumes of blue smoke billowed forth - several small dark men came
drawn by the fire and greeted the white bear. Then linked hands
and danced in a circle around the fire, the bear and you. They
would pause, drop hands, and lean towards the center of the circle,
wiggling their fingers on out-stretched arms. Then they would
join hands and resume dancing. Slowly it grew light out and the
dancers went to sleep on the ground. The white bear picked you up
and put you on your feet, and you walked home.
5/22 [Ten days after surgery - I recognized the healing power of
the spark throwing spirits and my spirit guide, the bear, but I was
still feeling a life or personal issue eating at me, something I have
struggled with for several years. I realized that my bear guide
is of the West and I needed the balance of the East so used the Olmec
Prince posture and held feathers between my fingers - feathers I
brought back from Copenhagen of the Allike or Jackdaw. I felt
that this would allow me to face and hopefully reframe my negative
thinking that has interfered with letting go of my cancer.]
I was up high on ledge of building or rock on a cliff. The ledge
of a building became more the focus and I was looking down on a
circular fountain in front of the building and a small park beyond
that. I flew down and landed on the head of a statue in the
middle of the fountain. I saw children playing at the edge of the
fountain. I flew down to the edge and was dancing back and forth
as pigeons do towards the kids playing at the edge in the water.
The kids were Ryland, Lindsey, Quinn and Keegan, four of my
grandchildren. We were in Rome. I flew back to the top of
the statue and from there I could see Laurel, Devin, Rachel and
Jim (my daughter, step-daughter and their husbands) sitting on a
bench watching their kids and throwing crumbs to the birds. I
flew down for some crumbs. After pecking for a while I flew back
to the high ledge of the building where I sat.
[This experience reaffirmed how highly I value these two families, my
daughter's and stepdaughter's families being close to each other.
They recently vacationed together in Rome in actuality.]
5/23
Olmec Prince with feathers:
I was a hummingbird outside our kitchen window on the Rose of Sharon
and looking in the window - I saw me with my head on the table looking
depressed and alone. Toni then came in and started rubbing my
shoulders. She then sat in the other chair and reached out to
hold my arm. She then stood and pulled me up to hug me.
5/27
Olmec Prince with feathers:
I was an eagle soaring above Coburn (where we live), watching Toni and
I in the garden. Toni was in her vegetable garden and I was out
with the blueberries. Toni called to me to turn on the pump to
fill the water barrel and I came over. I then saw the eagle and
laid on the grass watching it watch me. I laid still and felt
very content - such that the eagle came down closer and closer.
Finally it landed beside me, watching me and I watching it - we felt
secure together. I wondered what it was trying to say to me.
6/2
Olmec Prince with feathers:
I was back laying on the ground with the eagle sitting next to me - I
could see green energy coming out of its eyes - flowing to me.
The energy made me sit up - it awakened me.
I could hear a wood thrush saying something like "wake up"
almost frantically - over and over. It lasted for several
minutes. Then I could hear the tree frogs chirping - sounds I
rarely hear because of my deafness - especially with background noise
such as the drumming.
[I knew I was supposed to be listening - listening to the sound.
I have sometimes thought of my deafness as saying I didn't want to
listen to Toni. Maybe she is who I am supposed to be listening to
- I couldn't hear the sounds of the birds and tree frogs clearly after
the drumming has stopped.]
[Also, my calling (using Martin Prechtel's word) of the eagle to come
sit by me (5/27) is important - showing me the importance of me being
part of nature (again Prechtel's words), understanding nature, letting
go of control, being in harmony and showing patience, -- i.e. accepting
things as they are.]
Hallstatt Warrior: I'm standing on
top of a hill, holding a bear cape around me. The spirits are
dancing at a distance and not throwing their sparks at me. I get
down on all fours and I am the bear - or at least watching the bear as
it walks away slowly, going up the road to the ridge and along the
ridge, around the rocks at the end of the ridge and into the cave in
the rocks. (A shallow cave on the ridge behind our house that I
have known of for years). I have the feeling of completion.
[8/3 I still feel disquieted at times and think that the birds
still have something to teach me. I walked to the post office and
back this morning, and a catbird walked with me part of the way both
ways across our neighbors yard. That gave me a feeling of
confidence.]
8/22/08
I learned my PSA was .1, slightly higher than it should be and
radiation is recommended.
8/23/08
(I was invited to do a demonstration of the Ecstatic Postures for a new
group of four people.)
Hallstatt Warrior: The spirits were dancing around me hitting a
piece of flint with each beat of the drum. At first the sparks
were hitting all over me but then the spirits's aim improved and the
sparks hit in the area of my prostate. I just stood there with my
arms up out of the way of the sparks.
Olmec Prince: I was an eagle sitting on a branch above the creek,
my head darting back and forth watching for a fish. I saw one and
easily took off, skimming the water and catching the fish. Also
at the same time I felt myself as a human panic, throwing my arms
everywhere in taking off, and missing fish.
I then flew up over the garden and dropped the fish in front of
Toni. She looked up, smiled, and buried the fish under the seeds
she was planting. She then went to find me to tell me what
happened.
[Today
I built two 16' Osprey nesting platforms on our property near the
creek.]
8/25/08
Man from Cuautla: I was pulling on something with the weight of
my body - it became/was a rope. The rope led into darkness.
I kept pulling on the rope as I moved hand over hand along it, going
into the darkness. The darkness became the mouth of a cave.
I was quite leery or apprehensive.
As I followed the rope I found at the other end a bear. It stood
up and roared. I reacted as if scared but I did not feel
especially scared. Then the bear started to laugh at me. I
was still leery and confused. I know I was supposed to identify
with the bear.
There was a fire burning in the cave but no one around it. I
wondered if the bear ate them or scared them away. Part of me
wanted to go sit in the bears lap but I was still leery. We sat
side by side by the fire. Then I started wondering about the
rope, it was tied around the bear's waist and I realized that he knew
he would get me to follow the rope to him, knowing that I am the
curious type and would follow the rope. I then punched him in the
shoulder, like guys do for bonding and I laughed too.
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Though the remaining ecstatic experiences feel important to me as
having to do with my cancer and finding harmony, they also have to do
with trying to find a new meaning to life in listening to nature.
Maybe only 12/8 and 1/20/09 are the next relevant experiences to my
cancer and a way to bring this transcript to an end.
9/8/08
Olmec Diviner: I was thinking of the Feathered Serpent. I
was in an ancient Mexican city with a pyramid in the square - very high
with steps and I climbed the steps where at the top was the priestess
of the Feathered Serpent - dressed as the serpent. Next to us was
an altar with a large bronze bowl resting on it with a fire burning in
the bowl. She asked me for what I had to sacrifice and I found I
was carrying a piglet under my arm, right arm. She cut open the
piglet and let its blood run into the bowl before she put the piglet in
the bowl - then we went down the steps arm in arm and went separate
ways at the bottom.
Then I went back to before I climbed the steps to when I went to the
pig pen next to our grass hut, to select the piglet for the sacrifice -
one male and one female. I hesitated knowing I should take the
female because it was more valuable. I sensed that my wife was in
the hut looking out the window - wondering yet knowing what I was doing
and she was appreciating what I was doing. I took the female
piglet and then went to the pyramid where the experience started.
11/10/08
Man from Cuautla: I was rowing a canoe down Bald Eagle Creek when
three eagles started flying along with me. One dove to catch a
fish and returned to a tree along be creek while another with a spotted
head flew ahead leading me. Then the third, also spotted,
leapfrogged ahead to lead me then landed in a tree while the bald one
took the lead. This leapfrogging continued to lead me down the
creek until we came to a high stand of rocks like the ones near the
tunnel on Penns Creek. The eagles each had a fish and flew to
their nests in tall trees not far from each other to feed their baby
eaglettes in the nests. I sat back against a rock and watched
them, feeling very content and in harmony with them, knowing this is where
I needed to be.
11/17/08
Olmec Diviner: I was feeling cool air flowing into my
mouth. I tried closing my mouth and realized breathing was easier
with it open. I was seeing my breath as a cloud billowing out
with the exhale and contracting with the inhale. Then I found
myself in a large glass jug with a narrow neck and the breath/cloud was
going out the neck and above the jar - expanding and contracting with
each breath. I was a Genie in the jar. Soon someone took
the neck and tipped it back as if the top of the jug was hinged.
I floated out of the jug and got bigger. I looked around,
floating around looking for what I should be doing, but couldn't figure
it out. I realized I had no Master - no one was there. I
sat down to think. I thought briefly of Obama, realized his task
was next to hopeless. I couldn't count on him to be my
Master. I had to take care of myself and finding what I needed
wasn't in the house. I went out into the woods, but I needed to
go away up the mountain to find a spot that was untouched by humans -
the steep part below the road. I sat on a rock looking around,
saw a fallen log with an animal or animals under it. I knew I
needed to be listening to the woods. Then the drumming ended.
12/8/08
Adena Pipe Posture: I feel like I am ready to spring - like I'm
going to fly, ready for anything. Then something, maybe a big cat
comes running at me from behind and I spring, grabbing a branch in a
tree and swing up on the branch. I sit there looking around and
see ants crawling up the tree. I follow them up, climbing up
branch by branch in the pine tree. The ants go into a hole and I
sit on the branch waiting. I then again feel like springing into
the air and I fly out of the tree. After a while I come to the
top of a butte and land, sitting on the edge of the Butte, facing
South. I can see both to the East and the West and the sunrise
and the sunset at the same time when I turn my head. I see storm
clouds coming from the SW and lightening striking in the valley below.
I see a herd of wild horses running towards the West. Again I
spring or fly down to the horses and land on the back of one with my
arms wrapped around its neck - it is running as fast as it can to the
West, then the drumming stops. I feel very alert and ready to
spring throughout.
12/29/08 Olmec Prince: I quickly felt myself swaying back
and forth, again a bear - walking slowly I come to a tree and follow a
line of ants up the tree licking/eating them as I climb - I get to the
hole and sit there relaxed for a while before I climb down and come to
a pool of water to take a drink. I then wander on slowly towards
the East but going nowhere in particular. I felt relaxed and a
bear in no hurry.
1/12/09 Priestess of Malta: I tried to pay attention
to my hand over my center of harmony, feeling its energy. I felt
myself growing very tall and after a while I felt small again - the
roof had opened up and I could see the starry sky. I floated up
into the sky, drifted around for a while, then feeling the chill of the
night I went to the full moon where I felt the warmth of the sun
light. After a while I drifted back to the earth to the sunny
side and found myself in the jungles of Eastern Peru. A village
of natives welcomed me as if they were expecting me. I became
annoyed with myself because I wanted to be with them but I kept
bouncing around, drifting off the ground. I kept drifting up into
the air. I finally gave into the feeling and ended up sitting on
a tree branch, watching the dancing and drumming around the fire.
It had become night again.
1/19/09
Priestess of Malta: I went right back to the branch in the
village in Eastern Peru. The women were dancing in a circle and
the men drumming. I flew down over the heads of the drummers and
dancers with a wand in my hand and tapped each person on the head and
sparks flew into the air. I then sat down next to a log and took
up beating on the log in the rhythm of the drummers. Eventually
the dancers serpentined around one of the women and she fell to the
ground in a convulsion. The rest of the women continued dancing
around her. I felt concern for her and went into the circle and
sat on the ground holding her head in my lap and stroked her
forehead. Eventually the drumming and dancing stopped and the
women carried the woman into a hut, laid her on a mat and sat around
her. I sat outside the hut, still feeling concern for her.
At dawn she came out and smiled at me. A meal was being prepared,
roasting some meat over a fire, and I took on the chore of carrying
wood to the fire.
1/20/09
[ This morning while laying in bed we could see two bald eagles landing
in a tree across the creek from our bedroom window. We got some
good pictures of them while they sat there for over two hours.]
Olmec Prince: I felt myself soaring in a thermal, round and
round. Below me was a railroad trestle - from the North end of
the trestle a train is coming out of a tunnel. As I went round
and round I could see the sun rising in the East and the sun setting in
the West on each circle. This reminded me of seeing both
the sunrise and the sunset at the same time several weeks
ago. I went into my head to try to better understand this
image. First I though of the sunrise and sunset as being times of
transition. Then of bringing the East and West of the medicine
wheel together. My West was of the bear and the spirits throwing
sparks at me to heal my cancer (of doing something - more rational,
more East), and the East is of the Eagle who taught me harmony (of
feelings - more West). It occurred to me that I have brought the
two together but this time understanding them more deeply.
1/20/09
Hallstatt Warrior: I was standing on a bluff, shivering.
It's cold. The edge gives way and I slide down the side. It
was sandy and an easy slide. I slide through a flock of
blackbirds and they flew in all directions. I then hit a pool of
water and continued through the water, feet first and see a lot of
colorful fish. Then I slide back up onto a sandy beach and when I
open my eyes a large cat is licking my face.
I felt close to the ground and swaying or moving back and forth, side
to side, moving forward slowly, a badger or skunk.
I crawled into a burrow and down the tunnel to a mother badger with
several nursing babies. I felt it was too crowded and no room for
me so I started digging an area/tunnel to the right to make room for
myself, digging with my claws and pushing the dirt between my legs with
my nose and claws. Then I turned around to push it out of the
burrow. I then start thinking what does this mean and think that
I am feeling pressured of going into debt again for some remodeling of
our home.
I went to the spot on the hill behind the house where I went before and
stood, seeing activity under the log in front of me. This time I
felt a bear behind me to my left and a deer behind me to my
right. I stood there feeling cold and the breeze/wind blowing
from the SW. I became a tree or was inside a tree, then I became
the tree bare of leaves and listening to the other trees around
me. A low-deep sound - not distinct but joyful, a sound of trees
swaying and as they swayed the movement caused the sap, the sweet sap
that nurtured the trees, to flow and the flowing of the sap felt
warming and brought me slowly back to life from my winter dormancy.
I saw Sarah turning to shimmering colors and then she began to shrink
and the expand in length, up and down several times, then the
shimmering colors flew over head around the room and out the glass
door, beckoning me to follow. She went up onto the hill behind
the house where I have been a couple of times before, where I became a
tree and wanted to hear what the trees had to say. Sarah and I
became trees next to each other. Though I was a tree, above my
head was a squirrel hole and my hair was the floor of the squirrel
hole. The squirrel was nesting in my hair, running up and down
me, carrying nuts. I at first was annoyed and Sarah was laughing
at me however a tree laughs. She then said something like
"let it be." She was my teacher. As I let it be,
I felt strong and rooted, and the hole was no big thing (recalling the
meaning of a squirrel hole in the tree drawing of the House, Tree,
Person Test.) I stood there feeling very tall and enjoying the
company of a squirrel - though my attention was towards Sarah, I could
see to my left out over the valley. A eagle was flying towards us
and came to rest high up in my leafless branches.
Update: One thing that can be added to my journey is that, though
radiation was suggested when my PSA
test was at .1, it has since dropped to
below .1 and on 2/6/09 it was down to .08, thus the cancer is
considered undetectable and radiation is no longer suggested.
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- May 21-24 "Soul
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- History of Felicitas
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