truly on the mystic path

The vision this morning is one of a sun with a spoke that is burning -- it was heard, these are the mystic visions, a white wispy veil is being placed over that spoke, ethereal like and floating in the ethers..
then an image of a woman appears wearing a dress made of skulls, large skulls like Kali's necklace.. it reminded me of Guru's shirts she is making, but on that material the skulls are bright like sugar skulls... these skulls are made of black, rich earth and true bone, real and raw feeling .. no joke...
i notice the imagery comes sometimes this way -- what is seen outside comes inside and is enlivened there... but the spirit feeling with this is that this is the opposite ...
that all comes from the inside out ... not the other way around .... how very blind-sighted one is when just seeing with the physical eyes.. from the viewpoint of outside only ... this is incorrect was the feeling...
then these skulls on the dress grew bigger and i could see above, the head was made of a skull that changed into different types of skulls ... so raw feeling, hard to explain ...
what was heard was, "bone, dead decay"... this feeling kept resonating and resonating...
then the skeleton was brought to my form and i could feel it was what this body was made of...
and my mind got a shock, a taste of death... i was shaking, shaking ...
then i heard, now you got a taste of not being this rusty frame...
then what was shown to me was a coffin that opened .. it was dark and black...
and i heard....look, this is your coffin Siddhananda... this is where your body will lay...
and here is your urn ... this is where your ashes will be...
this was felt deeply within -- this is your funeral procession.. look...
and as this was felt -- i could see my body laying there, white and pale, the life drawn out of it...
looking down at it .. i could still feel this "I" strongly as ... "i am still myself though."...
then the question, "What dies?"... "Who dies?"... and "What is this I?" resonated...
also, feeling helpless too as if i have no power to do anything.. so let grace come, let grace come...
i cannot relay the feeling of this well as i read it ... it was stark and shocking ---
then, i heard in my mind, "well if Mary couldn't help them, they must be really resistant." It was Guruji's voice.. she was speaking to the state of my hands and arms/shoulder... there is still pain, weakness there... i was feeling inside at this time, yes, what can help me? Then i was shown the image of a cross made of light ... "the resurrection" was heard.."this is what will make all right",...
then there were tears .....
after this i felt inside myself,"my God, i have been half asleep."...

then i heard, "now you are truly on the mystic path"...


Souls, i have always been true and honest in my conveying, never have i made anything up or embellished it  to make it sound better (or worse) than what it is....the last post while reading may have felt, wow, what a beautiful experience, but this journey has been no joke, and i am here to give the "whole" of the journey, not just the breath taking bits of stopping places...

So please, let us keep walking forward and do not turn away the eyes when the harder realities hit home..
grace is always there with that open door,
beckoning us onward..

may your day be blessed with love and light
now onward...