Buddhist Master, Dipa Ma

Dipa Ma struggled greatly in her life as
she was no stranger to sorrows
she lost two children and a husband
and sank deep into herself with these losses
she endured great pain and health problems due to this
after these losses, Dipa Ma began to meditate and found this
alleviated some of her painful feelings
later, she came across an instructor who taught siddhi type
of spiritual practices
during this time, she experienced much
phenomena such as astral travel and communication with
beings in other realms and being able to travel to realms in
her mind
this, though as most that are seeking God purely, did not entrance
her in the least
for she was not dissuaded to leave the search for God due to these
wondrous happenings of which most did not understand when she
spoke of them
but she knew they took place because she experienced them
she kept her heart on the path and continued to look within thru
these passing phases
eventually her mind did wear away and she entered enlightenment
and she spoke words like this, i am a woman that is very ordinary
and suffered greatly with many experiences and even thru this pain,
i have entered great peace beyond words, beyond form, beyond all
understanding or thought ...
she said that if she could enter this space, any soul could
during her life she was a teacher that opened the way for householders
especially women to begin a spiritual practice
she would instruct women that were poor and did not have opportunities
to meditate and set up spiritual practice for them as she was very much
of a one that put out energy that *all* can enter this space of peace
and enlightenment, it mattered not the background, race or gender
this was such a blessing to those that came into her presence as they could
feel the unconditional love she radiated...
towards the end of her life, Dipa Ma lived with her daughter in
a small dwelling in india
when seekers would come to see her in her most ordinary, very
humble space, they would enter and feel her blessing immediately
she would just be near or touch them or sometimes blow her breath
on them and they would enter different realms or deep meditative states
some spoke of her psychic/telepathic powers helping them in various ways and
answering questions for them or settling their mind...
such is the grace of an enlightened being...


this is all that is coming now on Dipa Ma

collections writing...

namaste,

i am categorizing some of the writing in the collections section on the google home page..
currently, there is a saints and masters collections and now i am working on sannyasi life and spiritual ceremonies section, goddess poetry and visions section..
the print is small in the writing, we have not been able to fix that, but the writing can still be read bit by bit for those that are interested...

thank you to the readers for being present here and for all the heart-felt comments...




om shanti

Christmas Spirit

The birth of Christ is the coming of truth

that shines like a beacon

on a dark night 

it is a precious offering to behold

as the showing up of a most glorious 

being in the nature of truth and beauty

that has come to speak of the way back 

to the heart of peace

what Christ spoke of was not to go into 

thoughts about life and philosophies

but to be in the moment 

wiped clean of all imaginings that carry

one elsewhere

his message is one of perfect love

and does not give way to that which 

brings sorrow...

what a joyous occasion that this being

opened the way for those hearts that are

willing and desirous of *seeing* what is true

what a joyous time to be a participant of such grace

and to have the path carved out so well

so as to walk it clear of obstacles 

it is said that Christ was the master of 

beauty --

a beauty that is within and absolutely well -

a beauty that is *living* and never dies

a beauty that no shadow can ever touch

this is what is written in his words that 

spoke so richly of all being

set *right*

when one surrenders fully to grace

and lets go of unproductive ways...

his being is like a king that came 

that was not at all driven or touched

by desires or externals..

he was like a beautiful bird that lights

on the branches for all that came near

he was not lacking in a clear, strong voice

that spoke of misdeeds and misunderstandings

that were not good or well --

this is the compassion and love that is within

a o ne that has stilled the thoughts

and has nothing driving...

only what remains is love and light

and is what is to bring those to 

the heart where there is no more 

suffering --

and no more walking away from the 

light

which is eternal

May all rejoice this Christmas

and be within the heart

in love and gratitude

for what is here 

and for the light 

that shows the way...

Let freedom ring...

Maha Shanti Om

into the unknown, vision this morning..

flowing vision this morning:

what was first seen was a blood red curtain pulled to
one side with an opening into a tunnel/cave type of thing
(the blood red representative of the world with it's suffering
and all that goes on in that mentality)...

then one goes thru the doorway of that and enters into
a tunnel and travels there for awhile, the walls are dark
and earth-like, light breaks thru here and there ...
the image of a large bowl then arises
some hands are seen next that are holding the bowl
a person appears and this person picks up the bowl and
draws it to her mouth..
as this is seen, a nun's habit appears on this person and
in place of the bowl, there is a chalice, then the nun begins
to take holy communion..

there is a girl too that appears, she is dressed in a coat
that has a variety of colors on it....
the coat falls from her form and one can
just see the coat there, mostly red laying on the ground
the colorizations of the world are shed...

as one continues to travel, the edge of a cliff is seen
where some translucent shapes of people manifest
these people begin to climb down the cliff and as they do,
their form gets absorbed into the rocks and becomes the
rocks with rough dark texture ..

traveling farther down, one can see the ocean with frothy
waves
and it is heard, when you enter in there, you don't know,
you don't know anything...
you die to what you thought you were ... you are reborn
into that Pure IS...

what is seen next is an image of an urn sitting on the shore of
the ocean...
the waves come closer and closer to it and pull it into
the churning water...
there are great white frothy waves that are very
active and rushing, washing over that urn again and again
until that individual soul (or urn) is lost to view and is no more..



this is the end of this vision

om shanti

when she comes...

12/4/15

when she comes, Mary, she is like the most
pure light,
her grace rinses mind clean with one glance
her beauty sends the darkness away
her stature is like God truly, he is the same
as her
she is dove-like and wondrous
i have nodded to her and put my hand to my
heart when she manifests
golden light of love, Mary


i know that Bernadette of Lourdes saw this vision
too
a young girl was she, unlearned
none believed her for what could she know?
she said she knows nothing and simply is
speaking in honesty to what she saw
for how can one explain such a vision of grace?
one can simply say, this is what i see, her grace
that is made of purity, light, beauty and
all that is good...

why did Mary come to me?
i never prayed to her, nor have i conjured
up an image of her in my head
i knew of her, but i was not as a devotee of
her grace
this is why it is hard to imagine this coming
of visions like this
for i am not a one that one could explain as yes
she has done her time with loving Mary in her heart
and thought of her and wished for her
Bernadette of Lourdes, she was completely not looking
or knowing of her either ...
but it is true these visions, they arise and are seen
as clear as anything in real life (if not clearer and more
light-filled) ...
i am speaking about what i have and do see and explaining it
with my heart the best way possible

what else can one do?

more explanations of visions...

12/5/15


i have read very little on those that have had visions
i know very little about it
it has not been my focus, ever
but since this experience of seeing has come, i have
read a little bit
not extensive at all, since it really is not where the
mind-set is

what i have been told by spirit as i still get the confirmation
of yes/no inside my head and this is not done in a purposeful
way it feels, but more of a spontaneous happening in which i
truly do not want to know much of it as it can revolve around
like mental energy does...
but, from what i am hearing is that the visions i have seen are
more like Bernadette of Lourdes..
when her vision arose though, Mary appeared more animated, like
a natural person i guess in her way of looking and communicating
she gave her direction to do this and that ...
(which has happened many times with visionaries of the past
apparently as far as getting directions to do this or that like
build a chapel or what have you..)..
Bernadette saw this image as if from a distance --
this was the image, i have written about that was the most outstanding
in the way of being reflected from a distance .. and though i have seen
many images before and since of Mary and other spiritual personages that
are filled with light, i have not seen this way before or since ...
i saw her when walking out of my condominium going to the pool
my condo is on the second floor and when i walked out, i saw
this vision of Mary down farther towards the stairs which is maybe
three condos down from where i was standing
she was standing there, lit up in white with lotuses lining the way
to her on each side  with a candle in each  lotus, so a path was made to her
she was holding a lovely white lotus and the full moon was behind her
she did not say anything to me...i simply gestured to her in a humble way
with nodding of my head and with my hand to my heart
though, i was told by spirit that this vision is the same as Bernadette's
the difference being that Mary did not speak
to me at the time this particular vision was seen (though she was/is as real as anything).. she did not give direction to me either...
there were times, however when seeing her (and i have seen her many, many
times in various ways and presence and still see her, in fact right now, she appears
to me.. .above me, from her shoulders up, her face framed in white, lovely and unsoiled
as always in presence) that there has been communication and not as Bernadette communicated
with her mouth moving and her body moving like a regular person, but with psychic
communication and understanding.. sometimes hearing internally the words, other times
imagery, other times a knowing or understanding.. a few times a gesturing of her head
or a putting of her hand to her heart.... or a showing of imagery (such as her finger to her
lips and the open door to the cosmos)...
sometimes just her hands moved as when doing the healing work...
she remained thru all of these manifestations entirely unchanged in
purity and being-ness that was fresh and unstained...
i want to say that when you have or do see this way
you do not forget it, it is like an imprint on your soul that is on fire with love, heart and great mystery
it is not something you take as everyday even though your mind may feel or think a certain way,
this divine seeing remains as part of your being and will never die whether the mind is active
or still... it is a deep rich, mystery that remains inside of the soul....
the visionaries of the past, from the little i have read and the few that are written about, most appeared Christian based, but there is no way that this is true because this seeing does not discriminate .. for why would it?, there had to be
many that have seen visions in all types of spiritual life and even some that have never walked in those shoes too, for they may have been young, innocent and open in mind ... this is all that matters,
mostly though, one cannot understand why it comes to them this way, this cannot be understood
at all... for speaking about myself, i feel so completely ordinary and not like a one that would have this sort of thing come...
i know too, that i do not have miracle marks on me -- though the stigmata was placed on my hands in a vision one time as they dripped with blood and have had much debilitating pain and weakness (in my hands) for years...
also there has been seen visions of light coming from them (my hands) and tree branches with leaves in them
and the entire cosmos was seen in them, i know it is all very strange to hear, but this is what
has been seen..
i know the church has also said that some visions can be hallucinations, but i know these visions spoken of are not.. i hear voices and have heard voices, but these are also not hallucinatory in nature i have never hallucinated although one can drift very far away with this .. it is a kundalini happening which is different than a diagnosable illness of schizophrenia in which the one seeing visions has no spiritual signs or symptoms of spiritual openings, it is a very, very different thing....

here again, is the writing on this vision spoking of about Mary which hardly captures her
presence ...

om shanti


9/25/15


you have come here
to sacrifice the ego
so keep coming child
and do not fear the light
put your head to rest in God
she is here, Mother Mary
she will anoint your forehead
with fresh water
and take your chin in her
lovely hand to pull
up your face
and meet her eyes
so crystal clear are they!
they penetrate into your
soul like moon beams
and brighten your days
and light your mind up
with visions of beauty
this is where i saw her
yesterday
i was walking out of
my place where i live
and before me manifested
a path of pure white lotus
flowers
each with a candle glowing
at the end of this path was
Mother Mary
holding a lotus blossom
and offering it to me
she is a vision of loveliness,
adorned with white framing
her face and falling on her
shoulders
she radiates purity so strongly,
lovely like doves flying and harps
playing and moon beams falling
behind her was the full moon
round and perfect
without any flaws of the world
this vision just came out of the blue
different, a little then the others
as it was projected outward more
i gestured to her most certainly
in a humble way of gratitude and
honoring of her purity
then, as i was swimming in the
pool,
there were white lotus flowers
floating everywhere
like a water lotus garden, so fresh
walking up the stairs,
lotus flowers lined each stair with
a candle
sparkly little lights with fresh
white blossoms surrounding them
then, as i was walking,
there was a lotus blossom placed in the
hearts of the passerbyers
later, my hands dripped with blood
an image of the stigmata was upon them,
very soon, this changed to lotus flowers
and my hands were made of light
more lotus flowers were placed on my eyes,
my ears, my mouth, my heart and feet
as i walked, lotus flowers fell from my
mouth
Mother Mary anointed my forehead and
looked at me with her loveliness
as a way to say, this is to take away suffering
her image is one of beauty untouched!
i want to say to you, to feel her too
in your heart
for there are many, many lotus flowers
arising from this purity
and are offered to all of humanity as
a symbol of purity and to say,
be quiet, be present
be in love with heart
here she is, Mary
what a presence of eternal beauty
she comes as love itself
she offers the sweetness of the flower,
the ripe fruit of sacrifice
she suffered truly
and purely
and now is in heart as one, undivided whole
feminine love divine
pure love....
Mother Mary

vision 12/1/15

i do see now a flame of sorts in my mind
there is a translucent cloth that is flowing
around it
there is a goddess of light that is fanning this
flame and keeping it glowing bright
now she has blown out the flame and this
light or manifestation has died
then there is imagery of green mountains
lush, rich, deep green
the sky is glowing with color and fire beauty
she is fanning the smoke from the flame that was
blown out upward into this bright scene and speaking
without words of this uniting of living spirit
it does not die but ascends into another form
that is not different in heart
there are hands above this scene, holding of hands
as if to say, there is no death in terms of spirit
there is a continual union of sprit in the world
of heart
and then this disappears and there is one heart shining
above this as to say that the absolute reality is always
single, not differentiated and lives in all these passing,
changing forms
the body is there above this looking rather decrepit
with skin hanging down on bones and hunched over
this one heart is glowing around this form
there are relationships within this heart and all kinds of
happenings, catastrophes, tragedies and great depth of
beauty as well..
as these scenes play out within this one heart
it remains the same
unsoiled, clean of dross, perfect and full of life force
resting in one light that is God-light
there is a darkening of the sky now and lightening
there is the feeling of breaking apart
the sky is clearer now, with some clouds
and then there is only clear space
this is the space of stillness, clarity, fragrance of life
timelessness, blessings of grace, holiness...
yet there is still this movement, shakti...
together, they make the world be as it is ...

beyond the confinements...

i have seen diamonds, the most
amazing ones
they shine like heaven and sparkle
of angels and divine pristine clarity
i have seen waters that rinse the mind
clean of dross and dirt
and mistaken knowledge
i have seen trees lush and full
with green so deep that it makes the
heart melt
i have seen birds that fly with freedom
and abandonment through the canyons
of the mountains
and i have seen the mountains too that
sit holy in their bed of the world
i have seen Krishna, he plays his flute
for the ones that are hurting and crying
to know their own soul
he comes and sits with his fine way
of being present
and plays his song of life

i have seen Nityananda, he sits in a tree that
is strong with life, the heavy branches turning
and curving, making their way to heaven
when he smiles, a rainbow appears over and
over again, there is no mistaking him
his eyes are on fire and yet he is smiling
hmmmmm, when he looks at you he says with his
whole being, why to worry dear heart?
just be still.... be of God...
he doesn't say too many words when he speaks,
he just laughs his big wondrous laugh of heart
and pure, pure life

i have seen saints and masters too
and many pure souls that are fine, so fine in beauty
and being
they have come to my consciousness and have been
real there
they stay for a time and then go as all things, they go

when Mary came, she was in her lovely dress of white
she shined like an angel in beauty
i have no words for her that can touch her spirit of purity
for she is as Christ, a light... a light
she was projected outward in my mind and i saw her as
seeing down a hallway where she stood with her arms open
fresh, white lotuses lined the pathway to her
she did not speak to me at this time, but laid her hands on me
with her lilly white essence of love

Christ would appear easily in consciousness like a star or
beacon of light
he shined like heaven in it's glory
decked out in gold/white/illuminating attire of heaven
what a presence, yes!
he did not say a thing, yet appeared with open arms always

Shiva, he has come
indeed
and he opened the door to the visions
that have streamed through pure waters of grace
he is not of this world

oh men that do not believe in this spirit
i say to you hearken to this heart of yours that lives
it is so deep and mysterious
it sings of love and light and truth
it does not hold back it's voice
that rises above the mundane way of thinking
that all is this way or that way
it rises above the common place things of the world
and leaves it's message always of awakening to heart

oh men that do not believe,
be true to your own soul and open up to light
this light will be your guide and it will bring you
away from the confinements that you live
where the world is this solid thing in which all is born
and then dies, what a narrow way of thinking this is
for life is eternal always
it brings such wonders always
in every moment
and when that cry of the new babe is heard
does he know what is in store for him then?
no, he does not, he is born of love and spirit and angels
kisses...
he is a wonder of God
how he grows and dances and sings and rejoices in the smallest thing
he does not hold back...

oh men that do not believe
take your soul to the light and be present there
you will be amazed at what happens to your life and being
it will flower of heart and light
it will rise up to be taken in by love

come now dear souls
be present to this heart of yours
let it sing it's tune of joy
be present to this heart

looking within...

the last image was one of an
army truck
loaded with men
waving to their families
heading off into army life
this truck was traveling forward on
the road
behind them,
walking in the opposite direction
the form of a man was seen
he was walking away from this
he was looking within himself
he was looking
at the war inside himself
then, on his form appeared
the orange robes of a sannyasi
then, his dress changed to
that of an ordinary man
this man was then seen inside
his house with his family
as if to say, this searching within
can happen anywhere
right where you are now
it can happen...

after this image, the goddess arose
her image of white purity was there
above the world
waiting with open arms
then this was heard

i sent your mother to you
she is crying
she is waiting for you
she is waiting for you
to come home...

flowers are better...

this morning, i saw a vision of a soldier
he was on the battle field dressed in uniform
then, i heard,

when are you coming home child?
when are you coming home from this battle?
so many are wounded
so many have died
when are you coming home from this battle?

one could see the vision of him there
there were images of dead bodies
and bloodshed
above this vision of the battle field
was a goddess energy in pure white robes
then, i could still see this soldier there
and beside him was another vision
of a soldier that had come home
he was embracing his mother,
she was weeping
so happy that he had returned home
and in full health...
then this was heard,

i sent your mother to you
she is weeping
her tears cover the earth
she is crying for you
she is empty for you
(an image of a mother on her knees
wearing a black robe could be seen
she was pounding the earth and sobbing)
when are you coming home child?
when are you coming home from this battle?

then what was seen was a black machine gun
and the battle field
then a flower could be seen falling from the sky
a white flower that looked like a daisy
then many flowers began to fall from the sky
falling on the dark machine guns
falling on the batteflield
falling on the bloodshed and tears
what was heard then was,

that man who said to his child
"they may have guns, but we have flowers"
he was right to say that
he was right to say that to his child
he said that to his child
he was right to say that
flowers are better
this was heard as these flowers were raining
from the sky
many, many white flowers falling,
falling...
then this was heard,

flowers are better
flowers cover the earth
they cover the earth in springtime
they bring life to the earth
they bring color, beauty and glory
to the earth
they are like a new beginning
they are like springtime
they cover the earth

may this blessing go out to humanity
then a spotlight was seen
a huge ray of light coming from it
that went round and around
as if to send this message of love
out to all

the next vision was one of a black
machine gun again
it had a white flower sitting on top
of it
then blood began to spill on this white
flower
staining it in red
big drops of blood, thick and red
falling on it
then this was heard

this is not the way oh, world
flowers are better
then, these words from a song
were heard,
please people, no more violence,
wars or tears
send this message out to humanity
then the spotlight was seen again
going round and around

the last image was one of an
army truck
loaded with men
waving to their families
heading off into army life
this truck was traveling forward on
the road
behind them,
walking in the opposite direction
the form of a man was seen
he was walking away from this
he was looking within himself
he was looking
at the war inside himself
then, on his form appeared
the orange robes of a sannyasi
then, his dress  changed to
that of an ordinary man
this man was then seen inside his
house with his family
as if to say, this searching within
can happen anywhere
right where you are now
it can happen...

after this image, the goddess arose
her image of white purity was there
above the world
waiting with open arms
then this was heard

i sent your mother to you
she is crying
she is waiting for you
she is waiting for you
to come home...

a master of healing, Mary...

when she came through, Mary (towards the end)
it was like a feeling that was not had in the other
sessions
she showed up and took over
she brought an energy of great potency and
fire that was startling in a way as to how this
very modest, gentle soul called Mother Mary
could embody...
it was like Kali in her force and fire and way
of cutting through the mud with no BS
i was stunned and so was Guruji as to how this
seemingly mild image could strike with such
force...
when she came, she was sometimes in white
and goddess like, other times in a blue type of
gown, heaven like truly no matter her dress
she only spoke mostly in a purely psychic way
of which i mean very little sounds were heard
or symbols/imagery/words seen...
just a *getting* of what was said or a knowing
if this makes sense...
sometimes, there was some imagery, the one
seen a few times was her standing on the right
side of a doorway, the finger of her right hand
was to her lips like shhhh, silence....
her other hand pointed to a doorway that was
open beside her, there were some stairs leading
up to the doorway in which one could see  out
to the cosmos, the stars and moon ...
the great mystery that awaited...

some of her sessions, she brought a laser like energy
that penetrated from her hands
other times her energy just penetrated through without
her doing anything at all, but simply being present
her calm countenance was always unchanged...
her flowing white gown and glowing fair skin
remained unsoiled ...
she would go right into the workings of the soul, the
mechanics of the soul in a way and adjust out what
needed to be adjusted out ...
so quickly this would be done,
like a master of healing the soul is the best way to put it ...
a master of adjusting what needed to be adjusted...
one could only stand aside and watch and say, wow!
she is a very impressive goddess/master of healing, no doubt...

when she came, Mary, she would be found always
still mostly, sometimes just her hands would move very
quickly as when taking care of a dark energy, she would work it
and flush fresh energy/clear water over it until it became
completely free of pollutions ...
she remained unflustered by any energy, no matter how dark
or secret or strong appearing...she just took it and sometimes what
was heard was "no more ego" and that was the end of it ...
did she ask about the story?, "no" for this mattered not as what
mattered was getting rid of the cause of disease which is ego
or the feeling of a separate energy at work...

blessed souls, the writing is slowing down now...
this seems to be all that is coming for now..

may all be well...

love never lost...

i sat by Guru and saw many things (and i saw many things
when not with her too)... it is like a river running and does not
stop for breaks...
yet the wonder is there of seeing such comings of light
the more beautiful openings were of the Christ energy and
Mary -- these two are like one heart of light, joy and
bounteous refreshment...
they come as one to say, we have risen above this aching
and are now of light and we are together as one spirit-heart ..
do you see us?, look! we are free in light and are not separate
we are shiv-nature, we are angel-light, we are fresh music together
and flow of one spirit-love, we are fresh music together and flow
of one timeless treasure-heart ..
we have never lost each other, we have never lost this love..
do you see us?

spirit blessing...

i was once not knowing of this life of spirit
i knew only what was thought of or felt about
the next life
but then, this experience of communion found
me and when it did, i shed tears of not wanting it
for i did not want more phenomena
thru this communion though, i came upon my past life and
it was a shock, but there was much clearing of that as well
as understanding of what carries over
into this lifetime..
it helped in that way, even though it was hard to hear of
the experiences had in the past..
then, the other side came through with blessings of clearing
and blessing for others that were aching ...
and blessings of all sorts and varieties and this was good
and helped to lighten this feeling of not wanting to be
open to this realm..

right here..

the mind wants to make the heavens out there in space 

somewhere, but this is only a labelling of sorts, it is not 

the direct pure experience of this moment ...

outpouring of grace..

i am writing to say, i was never interested in spirit communion

quite honestly, i didn't like the feeling of it at all...

but now this experience has come, and i will say that there is nothing 

to be in fear or dread of regarding spirit life ...

i have encountered nothing but an outpouring of grace, love, light

and blessings all around...

communing with spirit..

the souls that appear are like you and me in their presence,

just not with a body that is heavy in nature.. 

communion is the same way as here, except with various 

arisings that appear in mind like a typewriter on a white paper...

here are the words typed, here is the picture, here is the feeling 

here is the image, and here is the knowing that cannot be written

on the paper... it is just known and this happens much in regular 

conversation here too..

the images are immediately seen and understood, easier than words 

it is a much easier, fluid communion than on this realm...

today's vision...

there were some vision-memories that came forward

and with this, a stream of light arose that wiped out these memories..

then this light moved forward like a ribbon..

toward the end of this imagery, a big house appeared with a wide porch..

moving closer, a large, thick branch or trunk of a tree with 

branches moving outward could be seen on the outside of the house 

it looked as if a form or body was resting in the crook
of this tree trunk image, but the form could not be made out well at first...

as the vision moved closer, the body that was resting there was dressed in a nun's habit

and behind her, the face of Christ appeared, rather thinly or misty in a way

was his face...

this house, it felt, was like the body that houses the spirit ...
the nun-spirit ushered me inside the house and up the stairs
the door was open at the top of the stairs...looking out
one could view the cosmos...
the sky was dark, the stars twinkled...the crescent moon was there
bright and glowing...

then this scene disappeared and what was seen was a form of a woman
her arms were outstretched, she was looking upward to the sky
raining down on her was light, a lot of light, streaming down in great rays..
her eyes were closed, her head back, her arms, chest and heart, wide open
she was basking in this light with great devotion, love and rejoicement...
then, there was an image of her feet as she entered into some water..
the water rose slowly up to her ankles... she kept walking forward
the water continued to rise and rise until it engulfed her entire form
i could see the water then coming towards my face, as if going over my head
then, this form was underwater, looking up at the sky and the clouds, with the light
filtering thru from below the water..

there was also an image of a plant growing in light and love which
represented the spirit growing...
and the message that the absolute is different than this, it does not
change, grow or develop, it is completely untouched by this...
it remains constant, undefiled and pure through all happenings...

also, some footprints leading to a great cliff in which there was a drop
off into the unknown were seen... one could see the footprints and see how they
vanished at the edge of the cliff...

lastly, before coming out of this vision, i heard the name shivasundari
which is the diksha name given to me by Guruji before receiving
the name Siddhananda.... it means the beauty of shiva in motion...

so this is what was heard:

shivasundari, shivasundari

I, I... trailing off into silence...

then, "there in the heart, rest quiet, let the sea of joy surge, speech and feeling cease"
(writing from Ramana)

shivasundari, shivasundari..

I, I.. trailing off into silence...


end of this vision...

kiss of awareness

in winter the earth is dry and all is starkly bare

as that which lays dormant

awaits the first kiss of the sun

when it comes, this kiss

it awakens the life that has fallen to sleep

for awhile in the depths of the earth

and life is moved to begin to grow

little bits of green poke it's way out of the soil

and miracles occur within and without 

and all around 

for the soul too, this is the way

it sits in slumber

and awaits the first kiss

which is awareness

untouched by any forces

that are of the personal

and with this kiss of awareness

life begins to stir in the soul and something

else begins to move the being 

which is grace

then, the holdings in consciousness
come to the surface to be seen

like bits of flotsam and jetsam on the waters 

of pure life 

and the soul is then made aware of all that has 

been occluding pure vision

this is a good thing to see what is there  

that has been driving one to be in circles 

of worry or defensiveness or comfort 

or what have you

because without first seeing what is there,

there can be no cleansing

and how mother cleanses, does she not?

for she is like a goddess of the heart

in her way, she is like 

the most chaste presence

that comes in and through

and gives one a chance to see
what is true and what is false 

she comes this way to all in every moment 

with a kiss of wake up and see dear one 

for you are my love 

you are my child of the spirit and i know you

as the sun only

i do not know you as a shadow, not now not ever 

you are my child that i have given life to

and  i will take your soul to the place of rest 

when you open your heart to me 

and then i will make you be still

i will not ever leave your heart dear one 

i will not ever be away and forget you

but my child 

you forget me, by going out into the world 

of the false 

and when you are there, you do not know who 

you truly are 

you forget that you are One only

and that God is your very Self

there (in the world), souls speak of this and that 

and me and you 

and you are lost in that 

but know that every breath that comes in your form

is my heart only

and every tear too

and every word that you speak is my creation

but words are not this at all

they are only bits of shakti that rise and fall on this 

heart so pure and so real

so, my child, when you go in the world, can you know 

the one?

if you love me like your very own soul

you can know always this one that is here 

for i love the one that is not afraid of me (Kali)

i love that one with heart and soul and a force of fire 

that can never die 

and i love those that are away in the world too the same,

but they are not really in the way of seeing the real

they are playing in the world as if it is a playground 

for fulfilling their desires 

this is fine and well -- for it will bring life lessons to them

but for those in the way of wanting to be free

these ones i call to me 

come home and love me true

for i know the way and the path is in you to be walked 

stay sturdy and upright in your character 

and do not let worry and fear rule your reality 

then you can settle into this moment 

and feel the wind purely and feel the sun purely

and feel the sweet smile of a friend purely

and feel the heart as the shining one 

come dear child 

and be as you are 

i am your mother always 

and nothing can compare to this type of love 

but do not love me as an object 

for i will melt like wax and die there 

love me as your own soul

and i will burn bright as the brightest star

for you to be guided to the heart 

and i will burn bright as the brightest moon

that cannot be denied in the dark sky

and i will burn like a lantern and a torch and 

fire so strong and so filled with life

that you will not be able to return to the shadowland 

you will be moved to be true and well like you are 

so well and so filled with life and love and compassion

that will tear the walls of ignorance down 

so come now 

be free and do not roam in the land of the lost 

come and be the life that you are 

the life that can never die 

flowing with the universe...

before this next imagery that is to be written about arose,
there was seen an image of some very large eyes
that rested above the sky and clouds as if to say
God is watching and misses nothing...

then this scene came, there was some imagery of seeing the curtains that i made
very clearly again, then what could be seen was rain rising upward
into a very dark, dark ominous cloud and some imagery of the
disturbing life events of late appeared... not a fun scene at all...

what was felt was the rain falling upward was like a sign
that is turned the opposite way and twisted so as to go against
the flow of nature and the universe...

Guruji told me way back when an image of a swastika type of symbol came
up (in a book somewhere i believe), she said that the negative version of this symbol
is when the swastika is turned in the opposite direction as in the case of what was
done in the  Hitler era because
the swastika in hindu philosophy is a very ancient symbol turned the opposite way of this and
has always signified good luck, fortune, many blessings and going with the flow
of the universe..a very good thing and one will see it in much of hindu symbology
so this beautiful, pure symbol was twisted as a way to symbolize minds that are bent
on taking power into their own hands and distorting the laws of the universe which
cannot be altered and with this, darkness ensues...
so this is the feeling of the rain falling upward and being absorbed by dark clouds...
there was of course such a not good feeling about this, but there is a spirit with blessed
energy walking on those clouds shedding prayers and light ...

and now there  is a scene of a mosque that arose in my mind,
very arid, open and clean feeling...
the tile work is so beautiful with bright light colors...
there are some on their knees in there covered in their robes with heads down praying
there is also a heart that is outlined, it is not filled in as there remain many holes to still
fill in ..
so may this rain of grace continue and cleanse this energy...

waiting for the sun..

then an image of a branch emerged with bright berries
and snow fall...
it was felt that the time was the Christmas season..
the feeling of this was there along with the viewing of a family
in celebration of this time with all the ornaments and way of celebrating
with santa clause and all...
but what was above or separate in a way from the scene and completely
untouched was the light of grace...
it shined in it's splendor untouched by the happenings and it is also saying
that grace is the giver and is not a santa clause type of giver, but a giver that
destroys the shadows ... it also brings about happenings for the soul depending
on karma, but again this is not what one thinks as having to do with a doer ..
just the law of the universe..

also, it was felt that the winter scene was a message of the time of dormancy
for the seed or the soul in a way
where the seed is sitting waiting for the sun
and then a passage came in a poem from heart pointings, "kiss of awareness"

in winter the earth is dry and all is starkly bare 

as that which lays dormant

awaits the first kiss of the sun

when it comes, this kiss

it awakens the life that has fallen to sleep

for awhile

an image of splendour...

what came next was the most spectacular lotus flower seen yet (vivid, crystal clear), so huge with a bright diamond in the center
sometimes changing to a ball in the center... the ball looked like it was plugged in as it gave
such a bright glow of light ... the petals were long and  delicate...one could see the glow of light
shining through them that was emanating from the center of the flower..
each petal fluttered, translucent and ethereal like, in space.. like a plant life that was underwater would flutter...
really quite a breathtaking image of splendour...

flowing vision(s) of the day...

11/22/15


the vision(s) today:

there were some curtains i made that i put a picture up on Facebook
yesterday...
they came into view very clearly
each detail could be seen on the curtains, the white flowers and leaves
on the brown pleather type of material....the way the stencil
was done, some of the paint is thicker in some areas than others... this
could be seen...
the bright sun then emerged and the curtains rose up and covered the sun
then there was a twirling that turned into a star
what was seen next were some hands holding a large, round ball
this ball grew larger in front of the vision and then a goddess type
of image emerged....
her form was then lifted up as if laying down and floating thru space ...
above, there were some lines of clouds that did not touch this fullness of
the ball that the goddess held...
then what was seen was a shower head with fresh water rushing
from it, cleansing, cleansing...
next, there were clouds that began to flow into the ball slowly by slowly
until there were very little clouds ... this scene continued to float along

then an image of a branch emerged with bright berries
and snow fall...
it was felt that the time was the Christmas season..
the feeling of this was there along with the viewing of a family
in celebration of this time with all the ornaments and way of celebrating
with santa clause and all...
but what was above or separate in a way from the scene and completely
untouched was the light of grace...
it shined in it's splendor untouched of the happenings and it is also saying
that grace is the giver and is not a santa clause type of giver, but a giver that
destroys the shadows ... it also brings about happenings for the soul depending
on karma, but again this is not what one thinks as having to do with a doer ..
just the law of the universe..

also, it was felt that the winter scene was a message of the time of dormancy
for the seed or the soul in a way
where the seed is sitting waiting for the sun
and then a passage came in a poem from heart pointings, "kiss of awareness"

in winter the earth is dry and all is starkly bare 

as that which lays dormant

awaits the first kiss of the sun

when it comes, this kiss

it awakens the life that has fallen to sleep

for awhile

before this next imagery that is to be written about arose,
there was seen an image of some very large eyes
that rested above the sky and clouds as if to say
God is watching and misses nothing...

then this scene came, there was some imagery of seeing the curtains that i made
very clearly again, then what could be seen was rain rising upward
into a very dark, dark ominous cloud and some imagery of the
disturbing life events of late appeared... not a fun scene at all...

what was felt was the rain falling upward was like a sign that is turned the opposite
way and twisted so as to go against the flow of nature...
Guruji told me way back when an image of a swastika type of symbol came
up (in a book somewhere i believe), she said that the negative version of this symbol
is when the swastika is turned in the opposite direction as in the case of what was
done in the  Hitler era because
the swastika in hindu philosophy is a very ancient symbol turned the opposite way of this and
has always signified
good luck, fortune, many blessings and going with the flow
of the universe... a very good thing... one will see it in much
of hindu symbology
so this beautiful, pure symbol was twisted as a way to symbolize minds that are bent
on taking power into their own hands and distorting the laws of the universe which
cannot be altered and with this, darkness ensues...
so this is the feeling of the rain falling upward and being absorbed by dark clouds...
there was of course such a not good feeling about this, but there is a spirit with blessed
energy walking on those clouds shedding prayers and light ...
and now there  is a scene of a mosque that arose in my mind,
very arid, open and clean feeling...
the tile work is very beautiful with bright, light colors...
there are some on their knees in there covered in their gowns with heads down praying
there is also a heart that is outlined, it is not filled in as there remain many holes to still
fill in ... so may this rain of grace continue and cleanse this energy...

then, one traveled onward thru a passage that dropped down to very still water
with moonlight reflected on it ... a lovely white lotus was floating on it ...
the lotus then sunk down into darkness and became lost there ... some bits of green
stuck up from the dark water, but they were soiled...
this it seems is the dream state of not being conscious of life or heart or simply being asleep...
what came next was the most spectacular lotus flower seen yet (vivid, crystal clear), very huge with a bright diamond in the center
sometimes changing to a ball in the center... the ball looked like it was plugged in as it gave
such a bright glow of light ... the petals were long and  delicate...one could see the glow of light
shining through them that was emanating from the center of the flower..
each petal fluttered, translucent and ethereal like, in space.. like a plant life that was underwater would flutter...
really quite a breathtaking image of splendour...

there was also a scene that came where it showed writing like John Hancock signature written
with a feather plume pen just like it would have been written way back on that old paper...
sounding odd i know, but this is how spirit message comes, then handwritten under this signature
was grace... this was something Guruji said as well in the spirit messages
that when there is a merging together where two become one, there remains
a single energetic signature, also that grace/God is the one author of all   ....  (this is not to be confused with actions though, because actions are the result of man and mind when ego is in play, the result of free will...
free will is given to man by grace .... this just came now, so it is written here) ...

the last scene was one of a cat-type looking animal with piercing eyes that lit up, so bright and aware
always vigilant, seeing all, then this disappeared...

this is all that is coming now and though it may seem like a lot, when viewing it as it unfolds in
consciousness it is really quite quick, fluid from one to the next like looking out the window at
scenery that flows by .....

may all be well

om shanti

the writing that is flowing now...

the writing that is flowing in the last few times with the
visitation of Nithyananda, the visions of Shiva, the shaman and the others after
have flowed out spontaneous (like all the writing)...
interestingly though with these writings, the writing flows as usual
and then it is like a doorway opens and there is a vision that comes
that is crystal clear and is brought into the weaving of the writing, like an
engagement with spirits sometimes or just a relaying of what is seen
and felt within this vision...
and now i do see those jutting stones with a circle of light at the top
light is flooding down, the light is glowing ..
i am not sure what that is totally about, but it is just the vision seen
i do not put more on it than what it is and when the writing is done
the hands just stop and then it is done...

this writing is flowing as a way to give understanding to what is coming
in the writing now if it is of interest...
it is not like a mental thing or a wanting to give a memory of myself
for others to see, but through the imagery, there is woven in it a message
of spiritual journey for all...
the things in the images are simply like examples for this..

now this time of writing comes this way, but i do not know what will come
next, around the corner for now i am seeing a dark sky with a crescent moon
and stars, they are very big, the great mystery of it all...
yes, what a mysterious life this is indeed...

shanti om

more on the journey....

here is the writing that is flowing today...

when i was young i had no real grounding to bring 

myself to be steady 

there was so much turmoil in my world 

i still would have nightly dreams of vividness 

and very nightmarish too

i was not lonely

i was just sad due to so much pain in my world 

what a time of it 

but when i began the search for truth i did not know of 

how to proceed 

so i just started in meditating and also picking up chants from 

reading 

this brought a happiness for sometime, but then 

kundalini opened fully and i was floored with phenomena 

i do not write this way to say, look what a hard time she 

(this one) has had, but to make this life as all that come to a path 

an example of sorts of what happens in a full on kundalini 

awakening process

it is not easy for sure, nor does it bring immediate results 

nor does it bring what is expected (in fact it is so far from this 

mostly it seems)...

i do not write either to say, go and wake up kundalini 

for this is very dangerous if played with and should 

be looked at with caution, so again, it is an example

of the power within that energy, kundalini...

i was not truly understanding kundalini when it opened or 

looking for it... i barely knew of the word 

so i read books, buddhist mostly which were enjoyed 

and meditated in grave yards (of all things you might say)

but this is indeed a true practice of which i really knew little 

about, but was drawn there... drawn, i guess to the hard things 

to be able to see them and not turn from them...

so i spent time there in contemplation

and now as i am writing, i can see where i spent time in the cemetery 

in Seattle, near volunteer park...

i can see myself (as i am writing now) walking to that cemetery from where i lived 

i can see that i was wearing a white t-shirt, which i remember now wearing

i would walk by the small stores and shops on the avenue and then by starbucks

there was a safeway on the left and an organic shop too... i can see all the shops 

strung together on that avenue very vividly as if reliving it, yet being
a witness of it, so life-like feeling...
and then coming to volunteer park where children played

in the park on the other side of the cemetery... 

and now some memories are coming of that time in a very vivid flash 

the setting can be seen crystal clear along with this form walking there.. the day is sunny 

and bright, crisp and cool...

within the cemetery, some of the head stones are tall and thick

there is an area that has mostly asian families and i can see those headstones 

some black with asian writing trailing down it lengthwise 

there are some famous people buried there 

i would read the headstones and reflect on what was written 

as some had messages that were nice..

and on one famous persons headstones (Brandon Lee's i believe. He is buried 

there with his father)...

i found what is written on there because it is nice, so i will copy what it says

and as i am writing,  i am seeing his headstone there...

i recall reading it several times and reflecting on the writing...

"Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an 

inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and 

a very small number really.  How many more times will you remember a certain 

afternoon in your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that 

you can't even conceive of your life without it.  Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps

not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise, perhaps twenty. And yet it 

all seems limitless."

so this is where i sometimes frequented... meditating and looking deeply at the wonders
of the universe...

i would spend time just being aware and looking deeply at nature much of the 

time as well...

this was the beginning of truly opening to spirit/heart...

i do not advocate this for any other, this is simply the writing flowing today

i did not have a Guru at this time and had no understanding of the journey

of awakening really.....

this is all that is flowing for now..

om shanti

writing from year 2000, ongoing imagery....

These were all written in around the year 2000
these are from some letters to Guruji, much of the phenomena was
experienced before meeting her and has continued...

When I shut my eyes before sleep at night, I would see lifelike, crystal clear images.  I would see people walking through the snow and mountains. I would see strange faces and colors. I saw a snake writhing up my esophagus, it's red tongue lashing at me.  When I woke up one night, I opened my eyes to see a huge blob of red color changing shapes. All around and within it were different colors, purple, blue and yellow.  Tiny white lights were raining down on me.  The colors would move around the room, come close to my face and then move away.  I heard buzzing like a swarm of bees in my head, screams and had vivid dreams.

Last night, before drifting to sleep, i again saw the jagged tall, mountainous rocks I've seen so many times. Bright light shone through them as they pulled apart easily and effortlessly.  Sometimes I was looking between the huge gaps in the rocks, sometimes I was looking up from the bottom of the huge jutting shapes and they formed a circle at the top with light flooding the circle.  This continued with the perspective changing frequently.  Then as I looked up, the rocks began to crumble at the top and more and more light was let in.  I was easily quiet watching this.  Every now and then a lucid picture of a landscape scene would appear.  Brighter and more vivid than anything I've witnessed in my waking hours. So lit up and so vivid, incredible.  There was the sense of travel, moving with rivers, through the trees etc. Then the landscape changed and I was traveling rapidly over very black earth, black barren and bumpy, but there was no sense of loss on my part, just a different scene.  I went quickly through this land and immediately it changed to the ocean with great crashing waves.  More lights appeared, a purple scatter of them. Then there were more lights and I forgot myself. These experiences come to me uninvited. They seem to be like a pumice, one needs to never draw on them, but they draw on you. Draw on the debris and filth of the ego, leaving one bare and vulnerable, but there need be no fear in it, just a gentle allowing.

Soon after, shakti picks up again and sometimes stronger than ever. Wave after wave of phenomena and movement play out in a very rapid fashion.. like a strobe light.. no time to cling to any of it.. it moves on to the next thing so very quickly.  Sometimes the images are spiritual.. crosses, angels , churches burning, snakes.  Many are natural scenes.. rivers winding to the ocean, mountains revealed from all angles and perspectives, canyons, clouds and the clear blue sky (more vivid than anything in real life), roses of all colors.. movement into the center of the rose and pulling away again.. and images of different countries and people in colorful clothing.. sometimes the images are dark and shadowy.. a huge cobra yawning at me.. I hear voices speaking too.  All of this certainly makes one dizzy sometimes and a bit disoriented.  Shakti is clearing out all the content of lifetimes like a computer bank it appears.  At time I still get lost in the phenomena, but always catch myself and pull out of the way...

older post/ongoing visions, imagery....

just came across this post dated august 20, 2014
it was a report i gave on one of the sites
imagery like this has been ongoing for years...



Namaste,

much intense phenomena continuing... have had pain in my hands and then jaw with increased mucous..
intense kriyas as well as facial kriyas.. seeing lights/auras... increased visions... last night seeing
two doors: one with light coming thru, the other with darkness...the one with light opening, entering into the world,  very vivid with natural scenes, nature and buildings....then moving upward away from the world, seeing fire and smoke coming up in the trees... then moving downward and standing
on a precipice... and going downward into darkness... visions of the ocean coming up with mountains
and light filtering through... moving downward under the waves and looking up at the full moon
then the scene is blotted out entirely... with more scenery appearing of a man and a woman embracing and changing into a running river and dissolving, then shafts of sunlight remaining... images of families and couples embracing with love and unity and then the scene dissolves away into a stream
that runs into the ocean... so very vivid traveling thru the natural scene above the trees with shafts of light and a circular wave and then moving up to a huge majestic mountain and then this scene is rubbed out again entirely... there was also image of trees, water and people and then the scene was circled in smoke and fire and the words "finite, perishable" were heard... and some thoughts with trails of smoke and then two snakes intertwined dancing...
there was some commentary and then silence with nothing but imagery and a lot of energy filled the
head..have not had this kind of visions for awhile, but it seems to cycle through bringing a new level
of awareness...a bit disorienting sometimes with all the phenomena and continual perceptual shifts, but there is a moving outward and then inward into the heart which is centering amongst it all as well
as deepening quietude... spontaneous flow very common... this journey seems to have no breaks here of phenomena and intensity... am so grateful for the practices that keep the center thru the shifting states.. onward until all is cleared and mind rises no more...

beautiful here in Seattle with the lush greenery and vibrant life... enjoying it very much...

grace is always there ...

dear souls, here is the vision of the morning..

what came into view was an image of a large eye..
from this eye emerged a body dressed in a white gown and as i am typing, i can see it ...
it is floating upward and going through hoops or a dreamcatcher looking thing
and then it floats through another and another, moving upward..
then what is seen is a large crescent moon,
and then little by little the shadow is being pulled off the moon
like clothing slowly by slowly
just as someone might be pulling off a shirt from their form...
so this shadow cover is being pulled off and bit by bit,
the fullness of the moon is appearing and
it gives off a wonderful soft glow in the dark night sky...

then, there is an image of a man (very muscular) ..
he is pulling himself up over a ledge of sorts..
this, it is felt, is symbolic of the strength and fortitude of spirit
it takes to walk the path and give all to it...
then, as he pulls himself up and over, and
though it seems like it is his strength that does so, it is not..
it is the grace of God that releases him,
there arises an image of mountains with a sun rising....
also, what is seen are a line of buildings on the horizon with the sun in the background...
these buildings (or structures of mind) begin to be flattened and destroyed
leaving just the sun...

the next image flowed into someone saying,
"i can't believe it, my life was this way one minute
and the next minute, i was someone completely different"...
this echoed again and again a few times...
with, "my life completely changed...
i am not the same person as before"...
"i can't believe it, i am completely different..
i am completely transformed."...

i also heard, do not eat that fruit of maya,
then you will be bitten by the ill-usion bug...
this is what creates the shadow over the moon...
this is what causes disease ....

the next image that came was one of a horse...
a very beautiful one indeed...
i could see it's face so clearly,
such sweet, friendly eyes, so inviting...
what appeared then, on the horse were two bodies that i could not make out ..
as they became clearer, it was an image of me (or this form) on the horse
when i was about 10 years old or so ( i still have this picture and can see it now)...

to bring more background into this image...
my childhood was ridden with trauma and not a healthy one (to put it lightly)...
the only safe haven i had was when i went to visit my grandmother in the summers
she lived in the country ...
this is where my love of nature really blossomed
as the air there was so fresh, the grass so green...
there were little creeks everywhere in which one could fish
and woods and wonderful birds sounds and creatures all about ...
there was a garden there with fresh food
my grandmother would make salads and yummy things with...
she taught me to sew and knit and we would pick berries
and all sorts of wonderful regular childhood things ...
i had good times there roaming about that land in which
she made one feel loved and safe....
there was a horse that the neighbors had next door that i would sometimes ride and
there is a picture (and now i am seeing a snapshot in my mind) of me on this horse at about 10 years old,
my hair is long and straight and shiny...
i can see everything that i am wearing very clearly....
then, what is seen sitting behind me (on the horse) is a shaman/angel/loving grandmother or old soul
just a loving type of energy that was sitting with their arms around my waist...
embracing me with great love and joy and just being near me....
then the feeling of that time was brought back so clearly --
i was laying out in the sun and i could see my grandmother
in her little house in the kitchen making a wonderful salad
from the bib lettuce she picked from the garden..
her hair is grey with sweet little curls all about it ...
she is looking out the window and fretting and saying,
"Janie, don't stay out in the sun so long"..
and more of the feeling was brought back about this time of joy that was present in my childhood there...
then, i heard or felt the name "Dolores"
which is my middle name and the middle name of my mother, grandmother and her mother ...
my mother told me this name means, "daughter of sorrow"
then what i saw was a piece of thread emerging in my view (which is fitting as my grandmother taught me to sew)...
and some silver scissors that were cutting that thread...
cutting the tie to that energy, "daughter of sorrow"....

then, the last scene was one of being on that horse
with that angel spirit of grace that was there all along,
embracing this persona/body energy
and we went off out of that scene like the wind
and then the image of the sun emerging over the mountains appeared

such a nice vision this is,
speaking to grace being there all along,
even in the most difficult times,
there is that joy to be found,
that love that shines through it all....

it is raining out here and am now moving onward into the day...

great day to all and om

om shanti

Shaman visit, vision of the day...

what arose this morning was of a flower presented
it was large, with open petals
the shaman was there, decked out in his finery of primal fire source energy
he was dancing his dance (and now i see him in my mind)
which happens much as i am writing
he is there looking up to the sky
the sky is dark and ominous with a great opening of light
in which he is looking at or *into*...
he is saying, that he has come from that opening in the sky
in which rain falls pure and light floods through..
he is pointing to that opening and then spreading his arms wide and outward...
he says that it will rain pure on those that are open to growing tall in beauty and spirit
the animals are there with him, he lives in all of them...
then there is a bright fire like a dhuni (but it feels to be native american in energy) that is glowing
it is burning bright as a star in the night sky

he is showing his attire that is decked out with lovely native american symbology
and brushing it away from him to say this is not him,
and pointing to his body too as to say this carcass,
if you want to call it that because i am seeing some buzzards picking at a dead carcass,
is not him
and then i see a spirit rising from this dead body...
it is rising high to be merged with gold light of all

he is reaching over and touching my chin and taking it up
and putting marks of the native american signs on my face
like stripes on the cheeks and such
and then he smiles a big wonderful smile
and looks up to the opening in the sky
there is a lotus at the opening, white and lovely ..
such purity, purity is the feeling...

that seems to be ending this writing
but he says he is not finished
for he wants to speak of the shaman way
which is as a healer that is in awakened consciousness
the shaman aids to bring healing to the body as much as is possible
but mostly to the soul
i am not getting more from him except i see tools,
like (the shaman) provides tools, in a way,
for the soul to find their own direct experience of love and light
that by this connection, grace is opened as a flood gate to allow for spirit growth
he says, though, that grace is the provider,
not this piece of flesh and he is touching his body to say, not this
his tools are spirit light, love, harmony, connection, silence,
family love or spirit family love,
which is the connection with those ones that feed the soul and
give uplifting energies to aide in moving forward (this is very important says he)...
he is not speaking with words, but some is coming through with thoughts,
other times just imagery,
other times just a feeling or a knowing...
he is showing a hammer in his hand and a saw
and grinning wide like these are the tools
which is simply symbolic for the tools of the heart...
and with this writing some hearts are flowing out of his chest
and out of mine and also out of my fingers ....
he seems to be vanishing now... we will see

i did start to write of this morning's vision where
a great flower appeared with big open petals ...
from out of the center of the flower arose the shaman,
he was reaching down and laying some flowers on the ground
and going inward to the center of the flower
where it became darker, richer, fuller ...
from this flower emerged the Guru
and from this another Guru and another ....
speaking to the same fragrance or essence in all...
and then a line of full moons in a row appeared...

this is all for now it seems...
may all be well and open into having direct experience with this moment
and whatever that brings...

om shanti

more on this phase that is here now...

when i see visions, i keep the focus in the heart always 

i see what is there, but am not taken in by it 

i simply am present there to this viewing 

these visions rise up of their own accord out of nowhere 

i do not offer to listen to them, i do not invoke them

i do not hope for them or pray for them or anything even close 

i am not a soul that has immersed in this kind of thing, not even for 

a moment 

in fact, i am the opposite in nature and have not been in the least 

interested in this spirit communion

the visions have come here as part of this journey, but i 

will be happy when they go as much as any phenomena 

that has come...

i do not hope that they stay and linger or come in greater ways 

to bring messages forward, nothing like this friends 

i can say this truly

when these visions come, i immerse in the practices internally 

and allow them to vanish for one could be taken on quite a ride 

with them and that would be no joke at all...

one could go off center very easily...

although, i will say that in spite of this what needs to play out, plays out

i have been very unsuccessful at finding an off button to any of the 

phenomena...

i do not know why these visions have come and i do not wonder about this 

or take time on it ...

i am simply conveying this experience as a messenger of sorts .. a

soul that is on this journey of awakening and giving what is here in this phase 

and if it is of help, then this is good...

when i sit down to write, as i have said many times before, the hands 

simply move spontaneous and the words come..

sometimes there are thoughts as this is written, sometimes not.. it doesn't matter 

what needs to come, just shows up on the page it seems...

i do not censor what is written unless something is misspelled or doesn't make 

sense with wording, these kinds of things ....

i look at the writing and say, hmmm how did that come that way? i don't know truly 

friends ... 

some of the vision come out in written form

and are written in the most honest way possible 

i would never write of something untrue for this would be not healthy for others 

i write of what takes place for this happening may indeed occur to another at one point 

or possibly it has something beneficial within it ...

or maybe i will look back at it and be entertained at one point -- for whatever reason, the 

writing flows outward and is given here ...

and now, it seems the flow of this writing has ended, for nothing else is coming...

may all have a blessed evening and om