visions unfolding

as this mind unwinds, this morning
and here and there are still some visions
so i will share with you, this unfolding

there was a man seen who looked weary in face and
feature
then his head bent down and he was in prayer
there were spirits seen that rose around him, the
spirits of maya that taunt, chant and make themselves
known in thoughts and ego risings
this man remained with head down, his eyes had black
coverings on them
his ears too were covered as he was resting there internal
and not listening to those voices and vibrations of mind
but listening with his heart to the sound of light or pure
consciousness, opening his mind and heart to that
and then he and the whole scene was drenched in water
that ran like a river
it poured and poured outward and brought those
reflections of mind and body to run in this river to be
cleansed by grace

there was a form looking down into this open area in
the rocks in which light flowed thru
one had the view from above this scene and the back
of this man's head could be seen
his form slowly was bending over, going deeper into
this light that was open
and then his form dissolved into the jutting sharp rocks
and was absorbed there
leaving just the light that flowed outward

native american symbols unfolded in many shapes and
styles, the eagle, the feather, the wolf, the shelter of animal
skin, the tools made of wood
then an elder manifested, his coverings of nature are made
by hand with care and love,
the mind within this elder is connected and embedded in the cosmos,
his eyes
sparkle with something that is not of this world
his eyes sparkle of wisdom that is born of natural,
divine love and life force
they sparkle of the *one in the all* and the *all in the one* and the
*seed in the plant* and the *leaf in the seed*
and *the planets in the heavens* and the *heavens in the planets*
and the broad stretching ground in the heart of all man, women, child
and life that ever was or can be
his soul is blessed with this kind of raw, tantra force that is not to be
understood by the mind that holds relative knowledge
words do not touch this kind of presence, my dear and how it is so
misunderstood to the one that is only running after superficial things
in this world like a one that is conditioned strong to just be in this mundane
play and is not interested in looking deeper
so he manifests and then there is a spiral like a medicine wheel with
all the beauty of nature in it, the animal, the wind, the rain, the sun, the moon,
the tiger, the mountain lion, the horse, the bear, the feather, the water, the mountains
the running rivers that reflect the light of God, joy and rebirth
as this wheel turns there opens a light (at the center)
that does not fill the whole view, but is smaller
it glows of light and within it, there is a small embryo there resting
the rebirth is there resting
that is all with this vision

there was a path that was wide and moved outward into the emptiness of the
sky
towards the end, it became more narrow and more dark almost like it had been
burned by a fire
so it was rather shaky, looking to collapse at any moment
then the more narrow part of this path  (that looked charred by the fire)
began to collapse
as it did not have any more moorings left to tether itself to the worldly realm
and it fell away
and the sky is what remained

this last vision also had a feeling of native american in it in the beginning
and then it was brought outward into the deep blue sky with clouds
a line of bright yellow flowers could be seen that flowed outward within this
sky... bright and dancing in the emptiness that was so etheric and beautiful to feel
and be with
and what was heard is one has to have *faith or believe* and then the door opens
and then to feel it in your bones, your breath, your skin, your vision, your words,
your thoughts, your actions,
to feel it when you sleep, when you rise, when you are alone or with company,
when you hear, when you touch, taste, smell, see, or anything that is done or not done
feel it in all times and places, this light
for this light is always there and everpresent
at the end of this vision, there is an image of Christ (which is appearing now)
in white robes, luminescent with arms outstretched
his eyes are sparkling with stars, and one can go into him and feel the whole
cosmos, open and expansive as the background
then again, what is heard is:
have faith, child
have faith

unfolding visions like this have not come for awhile
it is definitely unwinding, so may one enjoy it for what it is
and enjoy the moment in it's purity

om shanti

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

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

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...

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...

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

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...

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

this woman that sees

so free is she, 

this woman that sees 

she dwells in the heart 

like a beautiful dove, untouched 

her hair is crimson brown and shines 

like gold when it catches the light 

her mind is made of emeralds rich 

and of the nature element 

her dress is like the moon it shines 

so beautiful, radiant against the darkness 

her eyes pierce the shadow nature and 

are made of grace true 

her lips speak of the one heart of all

that sings through all things and lives 

through all forms and dances through 

all worlds 

she lives in the spirit world like a queen

of heart 

yet she looks to you so very ordinary i 

am sure 

for she is like this in her way 

to speak to you of the time of awakening 

to speak to you that she is awakening to love 

and beauty and joy 

like a flower emerging from the soil of toil 

and suffering 

she rises up with her sturdy stalk

her petals opening slowly to reveal the 

white purity 

how this purity shines in the sun like heaven 

like joy and rebirth 

so full of richness

she is not what you think inside as she is made 

of earth, grit, roots of hearty substance, ground, 

tantra oh yes she is 

what will we call her? hmmmmm

maybe love 

for she is to be on fire soon dear hearts 

and you will know then 

by her way that singes the soul in such a good way

in such a healing way 

it will burn like sweet honey that makes room for the 

light in you 

it will burn like oil that is lit to bring awareness to your mind 

like lightening too that goes in deep and makes the darkness 

run

oh she will indeed bring her light of awareness to you

how she will

this mystic lady so real 

this mystic lady of heart 

when she comes, she will bring her fresh presence

that is open like a lotus 

it resonates of light and love 

like a lotus, it has risen above the mud of existence 

to be freed from the fetters of mind 

it has risen like a princess of heart that has come 

from the ashes of great suffering 

and is not to be messed with truly friend 

for she is not a one to be taken lightly 

her way is of spirit, it is a disembodied way 

as it has walked through all phases of the journey 

and back again to be here for humanity's sake 

she has come through the mind like a one that has been 

knocked very low and got up to walk again

oh she has my dear and you know not the full of this story

and it matters not 

but she is like this kind of risen up reality within the feminine 

when she walks, she will be inside as shiva 

for he came to her prior to this opening 

and put the trident in her hand and the chandra on her 

head and opened the third eye to be clear and awake 

and from there, the stream of visions poured forth in abundance 

and this is not easy in the least for her 

it is like a stream of reflections that are clear running, running continuous 

and for her to listen to them is not like here is one and then  take a rest and then

another, but like whooosshhh... here is this, this, this .. continuous 

this mystic sage to be is whirling now in the cosmos as a one that is in

the mystic eye and being purified as light 

she is turning about and does not feel it, but grace is making it so

i know this sounds odd to many for how is this so? 

but it is ike the messages just came from this grace, so does this writing 

she is not really writing as Siddhananda... and this is why it sounds impersonal

because it is just flowing due to grace 

i hope this is clear and taken in well by others, but it is what it is ...

and time will tell the story and the ending to be ...

om shanti

Beauiful Sisters

What is coming now, is in the night, while fully awake there is a Mary type of energy dressed in a white flowing gown. She takes one hand/arm at a time (as my hands and arms have had much pain) and with her lilly white hands made of light, massages them gently. She then goes to the left shoulder where it seems to be locked up and moves in a rotative manner to dispel the knots there. Her presence is gentle and sweet. She is very much adept in her healing and can move through the solid form as if made of pure awareness. She also placed some ointment in a wrapping and wrapped my shoulder with that. The ointment was made of light.

There is another nun with her. Her habit is white and black - a similar light energy in her love and full presence of attending to the form.
Then i felt a nuns habit on my face and form (black and white) and a cross on my forehead as well as a rosary around my neck. The sisters said to me that in my past lives i have never been a nun, but i am now a true nun. This is due to sacrifice and pain. I was not understanding why this christening of sorts came to me this way and in this manner. I did hear Bernadette of Lourdes in my mind, but i have never associated myself with this kind of thing. Not even close. Then what was said is that these visions and all associated with it would come now and then be done and there would be stillness of heart and mind (in this lifetime). They told me to "embrace it well". That my Guru was right to say that. They said, then the final phase of the moon would enter in for me (the full moon) and there would be completion.

Then i found myself weeping, holding my hands in prayer to my forehead and saying, "Thank you for blessing me sisters. Thank you for the grace, beautiful sisters".
I did ask if others could receive this blessing of light and the Mary energy put her finger to her mouth to say it is a mystery and made again the gesture of open arms. I heard, for those that are in love with God.

Precious souls, i know this sounds very odd and to me to. Please do not think in any way that i am making this up for that makes me ache inside. I am being true in my conveying of these experiences and want to say that spirit will not be understood by your mind. It cannot be compared with your experiences or come into alignment with your identity that you hold. It is so beyond this understanding of limited mind that it does not get taken in. So very heartbreaking.

Please be aware deeply that this coming is transient and will not remain in this form and manner. It is a precious jewel that is not to be trampled on.
I did not know in any shape or form what was to emerge in the light and by association with the light/Guru... I am not looking for this nor do i desire to keep it going. It will come with grace and die away with grace, but the heart of hearts, this remains always, strong, vibrant, bright.

May you all be blessed with love, light and freedom.

This poem came during this experience. Om shanti.

                                                Beautiful sisters of the light.
                                                Beautiful sisters of the dove.
                                                Beautiful sister of the whole.
                                                Beautiful sister of the heart.