JESUS BECOMES MY DAKINI

10.30.12

One of the best things about being a Shaman is “executing the ploy”.  Since there is no guide-book, and all my teachers are dead, I’m left to experiment.  My Allies work their nefarious magics upon me, and I have to find some way to deal with it.  To test the situation, I invent things.  I try something, and if it works, great –I try to remember it.  For that purpose, I keep a log book.  I have dozens of them, over the years.  Sometimes, I actually use them, but not so much recently.

One of the best ploys, and the answer to many of life’s perplexing situations, is the ploy of “Reversing the Polarity”.  It’s like making lemons out of lemonade.  Because my Allies have taken me to the core of reality in ways that allow me to retain my awareness, I have been able to view the world we live in from many dimensions.  Inside the human body are many centers of awareness (no, not the chakras…).  We have awakened these areas, and I am able to access them through sometimes elaborate yogic propositions.  I invent asanas such as using negative space, or stealing the thoughts of the right shoulder.  Many of these feats occur over a span of many moon cycles, or even years.  My Allies help me by maintaining or renewing their atrocities so I am able to refocus my energies on defeating them.

This process has allowed me to bring my own spirit fully into my body.  Most people carry their spirits outside their physical bodies, because they have not made room inside the body for the spirit to enter.  Not only is there no physical room, what room there is is taken up by ama or negative energies / thought patterns / spirit entities.  Besides that, the spirit is actually very shy, and very protective of itself.  Most people live lives which are careless, mindless, and dangerous for the spirit.  Most people know nothing of their spirit.

Shamanic Practitioners make their livings doing “soul retrievals” for people.  I don’t know how effective this practice is, but I do know that such practitioners fall apart when confronted with my energies.  But they hold up much better than ordinary people!  And yogis speak of “body-mind-spirit”, but none of their discourse gives me the idea that they have actually made contact with spirit or spirits in the ways a Shaman is forced to do.

So after years of many kinds of practices with my Allies, I came to the point where it was time to rid myself of their energies and move on to a decent life.  If this meant giving up my ‘powers’, I was ready to do that.  I was simply sick, literally, of having them inside me.  Of the many souls I’ve been host to, Jesus and Marilyn Monroe are the two that have stayed on, or at least the ones who make their presence known.  My previous Despacho Ceremony got rid of Marilyn Monroe, at least for a while, and I was rid of Jesus after he left as my Nagual, months ago.  I was very happy during these times!

And then they came back.  I never really knew whether it would be possible to get rid of them, or if there is some unbreakable aspect of our relationships.  I merely renewed my will to persevere, practice, and continue to invent ways to achieve my freedom.

Full Moon passed yesterday with no action toward a Ceremony.  But I still have time before the Dark Crescent, which was pointed out to me just the other day. 

The energies are different than before.  There are still things that send me into the rage that I need to bring my energies together to perform the Kooti Despacho, and this morning the rage was burning nicely.  But I’m in process of rearranging my morning schedule to get me out of the house by the 9:15 bus, so I can get my walk in and still get back with time left in the day to paint.  My Allies had so drained my energies, and my 70 years have worn me down considerably, that I had found my days lacking in accomplishment.  No energy!

I’ve got the morning routine down to an easy flow from early rising, through Medicine duties, to shower, breakfast, and a short time to sit in the vortex.

In the vortex, I work with my various energy fields, and issue instructions to the Medicine about my situation –a ‘recapitulation’ of sorts.  I organize my energies to achieve certain results, such as bringing together what I need for a Ceremony, or not.

This morning, I felt the energies of Jesus within me.  To my surprise, it was an agreeable feeling!  My spirit was feeling no antagonism towards him.  I had had the same feelings yesterday about Marilyn Monroe.  I wondered what sort of trick they were playing.  But I went ahead with the energy opening breath, the forward bend of compression and opening, and the upward-drawing of the energies from the Earth Star Chakra.  I could feel that Jesus wanted sex.  (Jesus is a fag.) [I’m not.] –I’m a Brahmacharyi. 

I continued to raise the energies, and to augment them with yogic propositions and breathwork, and Jesus manifested himself further and further.  I gave him permission to do what he wanted.  He immediately occupied my frontal column, as my Dakini, seated with his spine against my chest, the opposite of the way a woman would sit.  He began to draw energies through his base chakra, in the form of various sigils and signs, and my frontal column opened further, until we became One.  The sigils and signs were now within me.  The light exploded within us.  The energy polarity between us has been reversed.  The gays call it ‘topping from the bottom’.  I love it when a plan comes together.

At the bus stop, the heavy gray clouds parted slightly, and the face of the Deer Goddess, all white and shining, smiled down upon me.

MY DRAGON GETS WINGS

10.27.12 Saturday

So I’m in way over my head again.  Both Jesus and Marilyn Monroe are back with me.  I don’t really know if I ever expected that my Ceremony would rid me of MM.  But she did disappear for a while.  Yesterday she beeped the door chime on my truck; just once.  Even the door chime ding has a varied tonality when she beeps it!  Sometimes it’s clumsy and tenuous.  Sometimes it sends chills up my spine.  Sometimes it scares me, and sometimes it makes me furious.  Yesterday, it was so matter-of-fact, I just noted it and kept driving.  She didn’t appear in my dreams.  But all morning I could feel her presence.

I was watching UP with Chris Hayes on MSNBC early this morning, and switching to CBS during commercials.  There she was, all blonde and in bed with white sheets pulled up to her neck, looking divine.  While she was gone, she appeared in a credit card commercial as a work of art in a gallery, looking vapid and lost.  Even on TV she manages to communicate.  It was a real treat, in the early years of my Initiation as a Shaman, to watch her movies with her on the TV.  She would tell me things about what was going on.  She would manipulate her image to make her jaw look huge, or to make a long wrinkle of fat on her back.  Now I can’t stand to see her! 

One of the ways we learn to recognize the true nature of reality is when Spirit is present and active.  She unites various levels of reality, space and time and ‘mood’ because of the expanded and augmented nature of her divinity, --her Spirit, her Goddess Nature, her nature as an ALLY. 

On Tuesday, the 23^rd, I was doing yoga in the morning, and I could feel Jesus with me.  As I was doing a heart-opener with a Chi Mudra twist, he muttered deep within me, “I Die!”  Since then he has remained out of my consciousness.  The next day, the moon cycle shifted, and the rains came.  There is a feeling that comes with the rain, which connects it with the Moods of the Moon.  This rain has been a nasty rain.  Mostly a drizzle, it’s been dark, dank, and cold.  My teeth began to hurt.  This was my body relating to the energy drain from Jesus, deep within me.  Even my stool was affected.  The spirits eat it for its energy.  (Google Tlazolteotl, Goddess of Love and Excrement.  She was with me for a while in ’06.  She spoke through me by forcing my mouth into an extreme bucktooth configuration….  She is an aspect of Marilyn Monroe.)  Then I got a message from “Reynard”.

Reynard is the Werewolf Master of the Montana Flood region of Eastern Washington.  I first met him in Ellensburg.  He set the witches to attack me so as to drive me out of town, and I ended up here in Yakima.  Reynard is a red-head.  He showed up as the son of Frank, next door in apt. #3, early this summer, with a shit-load of trouble.  After a couple of Shamanic treatments on him and his Native girlfriend, things smoothed out and they found a house a few blocks away.  He helped me to see the ‘lines of force in the universe’ which would allow me to gain access to the spirit ‘handles’ on the un-evolved souls who inhabit this region.  There are many mythical and fairie folk who live in human form, but never migrate to the urban areas.  They are creatures of the earth, and have a very special energy vibe.  Meeting with them was one of the main reasons I was moved here to Yakima.  Their energies were certainly a shock to my system!

As the rains broke for a while, I was able to install a small shipping pallet I had scavenged from the hops warehouses on my way home from the coffee shop a few mornings ago.  It fit nicely at the alley edge of my compost heap.  So I was able to rake the three years of compost onto some cardboard, set in the pallet and bolster it with stones, and refill the space with my beautiful, fully transformed compost.  Truly a prize!  I love it when the vortexes tell me where to work in the yard.  I always start with the rake, and clean the area before I enter, and things flow smoothly from there.  Otherwise, they don’t flow at all.  The garden rake is the Shaman’s key to the earth, as the broom is the Witch’s key to flight.

My yoga dance with Jesus led to a vision of the male genitals, which was transferred to the new rattle I made to use with the chakra board.  As I gave myself a chakra treatment on Thursday, I was directed to sit in the Ting.  (“Ting” is the Chinese word for cauldron, the name of I Ching hexagram #50, the most favorable in the book.  It is the name I have given to the Buddha Vortex, after Buddha left with Jesus and Quetzalcoatl to become Xoxolotl, my Anaconda Nagual, Lord of the Underworld.)   As I sat there, I went into trance, and my genitals opened to send my DRAGON into the world.  He is no longer an Anaconda.  He has morphed into a dragon, and while I was being amazed at this vision, he sprouted his wings!  My genitals exploded, and I burst out in a ‘ROARRR’.

As I sat there, amazed, he told me his name is “TEOTL”  Nahuatl for “God”.  At the same time, I was getting a message from the yoga mat on the floor in front of the Ting.  It features a large black circle, or Bindu, center of the universe.  The bindu was fluctuating in a sort of Morse Code.  It was a way to alert me to the fact that I should time my Full Moon ceremony to the Dark Crescent, three days after Full.  And just at that moment, I repeated my Death Rattle.  While Teo was emerging from my yoni, I was giving off a powerful noise from deep in my throat, which registered in some part of my consciousness as my death rattle.

I don’t know what’s going to happen next.  The moon is Full in two days.  I’ve lost track of what I’m supposed to do for Ceremony.  As I did my recapitulation this morning, it was clear that I have a duty.  In my role as Quetzalcoatl, a title I received years ago during my Initiation as a Shaman, it is my duty to put an end to the present (Christian) era.  It may be that this is happening as Jesus becomes my Nagual.  Or that could be just another Spirit mirage.  It seems I will wait until I feel that burning rage which shapes itself into a white-hot fury, to burn through meteorites, and I will know what to do as I’m doing it, as usual.

CHANNELED DRAWING FROM MARILYN MONROE

"MOON"  Channeled from Marilyn Monroe 11.01.08

TRAINING FOR THE OSC (Ordinary State of Consciousness)

The moon has just passed first quarter.  Having to wait three days for the Crescent, in order to perform my ceremonies, makes the waxing moon an abbreviated phase.  Diana rules the waxing moon.  I am only just now learning to discern her vibes.  Hecate has been so powerful with me over the years –she is the only one to have had sex with me, for instance.  And she always helps me clean house.

It took me a few days to regain my energies after the Kooti Despacho, but today I’m feeling much more energy.  Jesus entered my RDSE sequence this morning, exclaiming in the rush of energies, “I DIE!”.  I’m not happy to have him back with me, but maybe there’s something I can learn from this phase of the experience.  New Moon is several weeks away, and I won’t be able to execute another Kooti Despacho until then.  I did make a start on a Mojo Box to hold his spirit, just this afternoon.

With Diana, I’m energized to make some gains in the outer world.  My experiences are so far out of line with anyone else’s, it’s hard to find a way to present them.  As the energies move and change, I seem to have discovered a point of entry, and a way to organize my material, so that I can “turn the heads” of my audience.  I really don’t present what they’re looking for.  The glut of Shamanic Practitioners and other new age healing modalities has warped the noosphere.  It should be interesting to observe the fallout from this twist.  New things are always bred from bad beginnings.

I inadvertently referred to Michael Harner’s phrase, the OSC, or Ordinary State of Consciousness, in another article.  It seems to me that this phrase is sufficiently ‘psyche-neutral’ to slip past the spell-check on the Ordinary State of Consciousness which holds my readers.

The Shamanic State of Consciousness (SSC) is so much vaster, and so much more in touch with Reality, and has so many ‘risky’ doorways, that it’s no wonder so few really venture into it.

The ‘paranormal’ craze has many people trapped in a sort of pseudo-Shamanic state –a state paralyzed by birth defects of the psyche.  Any time you see the words paranormal, or occult, run like crazy!  These are dead-ends of the psyche.

Harner hit on such a beautiful entryway into the SSC, with the simple drum-induced state of the Shamanic Journey!  I’ve always regretted that I was taken away from this mode, but the experience of psychic union with the Gods has been stupendous.  No one really wants to go through what I’ve had to go through, to get there, though!

It always amuses me that people with spend thousands of dollars to travel thousands of miles in a cramped airplane, being groped by TSA agents, to a jungle hut, a Shaman they don’t know, and twenty other strangers all puking and shitting in the jungle to get high on ayahuasca, when all they have to do is get a pendulum, a pair of divining rods, and do several years of work with crystals and vortexes, and they can take their own OSC into the realm of the Gods.  Where’s the glamour in that?

And they end up trapped in the awareness of the ayahuasca or peyote deva, instead of flying on the wings of their own consciousness, --their own Medicine Energies.

II

Just what is the OSC?  The Ordinary State of Consciousness; you could call it the Ego, but that would be misleading.  We are so far wrong in our bad attitude toward the ego!  More on that later….

The OSC is the monster-child of the Second Natural Enemy of the Spiritual Warrior –Sociology.  The OSC is a paraplegic amputee.  It can’t see upward, it can’t see downward, to the right or the left, and it’s nearsighted.  With such a limited focus, it’s a miracle we’ve achieved anything at all!  But very predictable that what we have achieved is on the verge of destroying our wonderful planet.

The OSC is the step-child of the Christian paradigm divorced from the pagan/indigenous universe and remarried to the Industrial Revolution.  The OSC is a prisoner locked in the skull.

The beauty of yoga is that it provides a way to form an energetic bridge between the mind-trapped-in-the-skull, and the energetic aspects of the physical human body.

The beauty of Shamanic Practice is that it provides a way to form an energetic bridge between the mind-trapped-in-the-body and the mindspace intelligence of the physical universe.

The beauty of observing the phases of the moon is that they form a bridge from “being (trapped) in the moment”, to an extension of visceral time as the energetic psyche transports itself through time and space in the physical/psychic body.  Linked with the phases of the moon through the time-space-psyche of the human body, the human awareness (OSC) becomes a multidimensional extension into the infinite doorways of infinity.

MY DAKINI RETURNS

My journey to the inner realms began in earnest in about 1964, I suppose.  It was about that time that I wandered into some of the bookstores in Seattle’s University District, where I was midway through my undergraduate ‘career’.  I found some books on Tantra.  I had known about and sort of practiced yoga for maybe half a dozen years.  I had decided long ago that Christianity was totally bankrupt and definitely not for me.  The Tantric logic intrigued me.  It seemed unassailable, indicating a depth and a centered approach to understanding the inscrutability of the psyche, which seemed to be the actual center of the world.

It took me years to gain the maturity to develop a real practice, once I had exhausted the indispensable magic of the LSD experience.  My poetry and the arts of Surrealism worked to develop an inner stability which manifested in the outer structuring of my lifestyle, which was centered on ‘get the poem!’.  The Chinese poets had figured out long ago that a simple life away from the ‘world’ was most conducive to the inner journey, and the Zen Masters had proven that many aspects of their practice had definite practical results.

Many years into the journey, I began to discover that the things I was practicing had just that same sort of results.  I did all these things, over the years, and they all actually worked!  I was transformed.  I entered the realm of the Spirits, and the spirits entered into incarnation in my physical body.  It was a psychic circus.

And then it began to fall apart.  I began to notice that twenty years had gone by with these two sharing my life, and I was not making the progress I needed to in order to complete what I began to see was my true mission.  I had been shanghaied into an agenda regarding the return of Jesus in the Second Coming.  It was a program concocted in the times before the Sphinx in Egypt, and was proving to be based on cosmic assumptions that were no longer valid.  I was in revolt.  I began to do whatever I could think of to rid myself of my hitch-hikers.

The Tantric aspect of my Shama, of course is central to the configuration of the energies which must be controlled in order to achieve the results of Mastery in this tradition.  The sexual energies are the core of our being, and of course, our being is the core of the world.  It’s all One, but the Self is the Center… Square Zero.

I must say, in spite of the difficulties I’ve encountered, that this journey I’ve undertaken is a totally fascinating experience.  If you like existential challenges, this is a wonderful path!  And it’s encouraging to know that these techniques, whichever ones you choose, actually work.

With this past New Moon, and the Despacho ‘Kooti’ Ceremony I performed at the Crescent, I seem to have achieved something especially significant.  With Jesus and Marilyn Monroe in my body, my Tantric practice was intimately tied up with them, either or both, at various times.  As their agenda began to prove itself to be bogus, this aspect of the relationship became very irritating.  My Tantric practice became a drag.

Part of what I had hoped to achieve with this cord-cutting ceremony was to ‘free up my sexuality’.  Neither of them was welcome any longer in my Tantra.

One of the delightful aspects of the practice of yoga is the Ayurvedic sequence of RDSE (Rest, Digestion, Sexual Energy).  After the morning meal, when the energies are freshest, it is a good idea to sit or lie down while the agni (digestive fires) do their work.  At a certain point, the Energy Body converts the digestive process into sexual energy, which is then available to me moved throughout the chakras via the Concentration Breath.  This brings a delightful vigor to the whole body, and to the psyche.  The sexual excitement is only a small part of this process, but is especially delicious, under the proper conditions.

Three days ago, the Ceremony had appeared to be a success, but I was wondering how I would actually assess the results.  Today, that question was answered.

As I lay on the yoga floor after breakfast, I went through the rituals of relaxations of the various parts of the body in Savasana (Corpse Pose).  At a certain point, the energies opened into a sort of movie screen, upon which images were being projected.  (I love the various ways of Seeing.  The ‘third eye’ is only one of many ways of perception, and the others are often spectacular.)

One of the things you have to get used to, in the inward journey, is going to places you might not find comfortable.  There are many aspects of the psyche, and its extensions into ‘paranormal space’, which are ‘necessary evils’, so to speak.  As I lay there, I was viewing the fly of a man’s trousers.  Behind the fly, the genitals became visible; then an image of fellatio.  At this image, the energies in my own genitals burst alive.  Soon a fire was flaming in the lower chakras, in all the colors of the inner spectrum.  I had never experienced this before. I caught the fire with my inner breathing, and the energies expanded to fill my abdomen, and expand the entire ‘frontal column’ of the chakras, the area where the Dakini resides when she visits.  The Dakini is the female sexual partner of the Tantrika.  She had been overshadowed by Jesus and Marilyn Monroe for a number of years.  Sex with the Dakini is a delicate, wonderful marvel.

Today the Dakini returned.  As I was experiencing the psychedelic colors of the male sexual energies throughout my entire body, in wave after wave, suddenly there was an opening, and another energy was visible.  It showed what seemed to be an almond-shaped opening, of lavender and magenta light, which immediately became the inner labia of a delicate vagina.  My entire energy field burst into penetration of this vagina, again something I had never experienced –a full-body Satori!

At this penetration, a number of images came to me.  It appeared that the male energy was an aspect of the God-figure Ganesha, the elephant.  It was his trunk that was curling upward along the frontal column of my energy body.  As I lay there in Corpse Pose, I became the “corpse Shiva”, the dead god, who is pictured with Shakti (the Goddess), or Kali, the dark one.  I also became Osiris, the dismembered God of ancient Egypt, one of my early Shamanic personas. 

As I’ve learned how things unfold in this world of Shamanic Reality, I can more easily understand the vastness of the inner dimensions.  I’m looking forward to the further unfolding of other aspects of the Ceremony, as this moon progresses toward Full Moon on the 29^th, just before Halloween!

A MESSAGE FROM POWER

[PS -- as soon as I posted this, a huge gust of wind blasted out of the south, filled with dirt and grime, and smashed the geraniums on my porch!]

The Sun joined the Moon today in a message from Power.  “Power” is a force in the universe which comes to the Shaman as a guide or messenger, or in many other guises.  Michael Harner and Carlos Castaneda and many other teachers use Power as an introductory helper for their apprentices.  It is a very enjoyable enterprise to ‘court Power’, and Harner’s book, The Way of the Shaman, as well as others, gives a good account of how to do this.  This is a very good way to enter into the beginnings of a true relationship with the energies of the natural environment, which eventually become a key ingredient in the Medicine Energies.

I use the lunar cycles as an introduction to the energies of the natural environment, because we don’t have to trek to the wilds to observe them.  Today would be the day, third day from the New Moon, to expect to see the first of the crescent moon low in the Western sky, just after the sun goes below the horizon.  In my project of developing skill at the Despacho Ceremony, I am deciding that this day is more appropriate for Ceremony than directly at New Moon.  There is such a crowd at New Moon!

In developing the proper aspects for the Despacho, there are many forms of energetic vibrations that I have to take into account.  As a Shaman, I observe these energies through my Energy Field Awareness.  The Energy Field Awareness never really shuts down.  Unlike most people, my Energy Field Awareness is susceptible to a most pernicious source of energy – Marilyn Monroe.

This morning at 5:00 am, she woke me with one of her trademark dreams.  She presented me with a small box, with the word BEDBUGS stenciled on it.  That got me right out of bed!  I remembered that I had forgotten to take out the garbage last night.  I put on my slippers and hauled the dumpsters out to the alley, checking to see if the frost had hit the plants yet, as forecast.  Apparently not.  But some dog had scored a direct hit in the crushed gravel of the parking area beside the alley.  I got that cleaned up, and went back inside to start my day.  The Internet showed me that my utility bill had gone up $10, and was due three days earlier than usual.  Within fifteen minutes, I had received a noticeable batch of negative inputs!

I turned on the TV for the local news and weather, and had my usual dates and nuts and coffee from yesterday’s Thermos.  A package of info began to unfold within my deeper consciousness.  The ‘bedbugs’ message was pointing me to her attitude toward the people I had met at the Tai Chi studio.  I went over to the vortex to sit, and picked up my tom-tom.  During the drumming, my energies opened further, and I could see that Marilyn Monroe was into a serious penetration of my life force.

One of the first spirits I was introduced to during the onset of my Initiation as a Shaman was the Samurai swordsman Miyamoto Musashi, one of my former incarnations, in whom Marilyn Monroe had also been incarnate, as she is with me.  Musashi was the author of The Book of Five Rings, a manual on the strategy of swordsmanship.  From that book, I picked up a strategy called ‘The Feint of Going-With’.  You allow the opponent to force you into the moves he wants from you, knowing that you will be able to perceive the exact moment to turn the forces against him.

So I decided to go with Marilyn Monroe for the time being; to let her penetrate me however she would, so that I could discern her purpose.  In a moment, I got up and pulled the I Ching out of retirement.  I had put it away weeks ago, after decades of using it daily, so that she would not have that access to my energies.  (Lao Tzu, my original contact on the I Ching, had taught her to be the ‘voice’ of the oracle on January 1, 1993.)

I tossed the coins and received hexagram #54, The Marrying Maiden (MM).  This hexagram is her ‘signature’, having her initials, and referring to the unfortunate situation of the woman taking the initiative in the relationship.  It changed to #21, Biting Through.  My first thought was that she had decided to get out of our relationship – it was a dead end.

I continued with my morning, and got ready to catch the bus, to go over to North Town Coffee for my daily poem and drawing time.  As I came to the bus stop, I saw Power in the sky.

The sun was low in the southeast sky, surrounded by the wisps of clouds typical this time of year in Yakistan.  But then I noticed a distinct wing at the sun’s left side.  Its feathers were long and slender, and fanned out like a cluster of double-edged swords.  A winged sun… as I looked, I discerned a stout tail of hawk feathers.

The bus came, and I got to my coffee, and instead of beginning my poem, I got the beginning of my image for my drawing: the sun, with its wing of swords.  So I sketched it in and went back to cogitating about what to write.  But I was interrupted by the Moon.  I reached over and sketched it in as a thin crescent ‘ear’ on the right side of the sun.

This conjunction of moon and sun seemed to tell me that today would be the day to consummate my Despacho ‘Kooti’ Ceremony, to ‘cut the cords’ between me and Marilyn Monroe.

After my walk home (a mile), I decided to have breakfast, and after breakfast, I lay on the yoga floor to initiate the RDSE (rest, digestion, sexual energy) sequence of Ayurveda.  I was there for over an hour.  This is what happens when Marilyn Monroe is ‘feeding’ on my energies.  When I got up, I drove back to the coffee shop with my computer, to have a free blended mocha and write this.  It’s mid-afternoon now, and I’m wondering what will happen next.  Will there be a ceremony?  (I cast another I Ching before coming over here, and it recommended a Ceremony…  --but everything must be ‘correct’….)  We’ll see.

Next day…

Well, I got home, and there were things to do, and I was anxious.  There were blockages all through my energy system, my mind and my body.  After I finally got settled in from the journey to the coffee shop, I found myself wandering around looking for the next thing to do.  I was mumbling to myself.  Then I knew it was time.

I went out to the sacred grove next to the parking area along the alley, and everything seemed ok.  The tall sunflowers, and the huge sprawling vine of the squash from Sergio’s garden next door, which grew up into my tree and on into the parking area, hanging large squashes high in the branches, proved to be an effective screen to ward off the killer chi from the alley and the apartment building across the way.  Lots of plants and the plywood fence screened the fire area from Sergio’s yard, and no one was around.

I got my tiny pieces of wood, a few splinters from a cedar shingle, some newspaper, and went outside to put a fire in the large cookie tin.  The fire burned nicely, and I brought out the small despachos I had prepared, with the bay leaf quintus wrapped in napkins, and a note regarding the aspects I desired to be eliminated.

One by one they went into the flames, were consumed, and soon the ceremony was complete.  No hay problema!

I looked up to see the strong crescent of the moon just above the horizon to the south and west, not at all obstructed by the darkening gray cloud bits strung throughout the sky.

Everything had gone well – quite well, I thought.

Last night I had two dreams.  One, in deep sleep, showed a man’s face.  He was dead.  He had brown hair and a trimmed moustache/beard.  His face appeared to be perhaps covered with water.  The second dream, just before I woke up, was very similar.  A man’s face, same sort of beard, but maybe not the same person, equally dead.

During my shower, (a very good place for knowledge to emerge from the energy body / or the Medicine) I realized that the man had been Jesus.  Already volunteering for next moon’s despacho!

'MR. MOONSHINE' IN MY DREAMS

This New Moon seems to be a 'cutting' moon; I'm reminded of the scimitar, the sickle and the scythe.  My dreams showed me a young man made of moonlight.  He had the same glow as the Man in the Moon, whom I had met earlier.  But he was obviously a 'new' moon man.  He was very slender, very pale, but very male.  He was interacting with a moonlight woman, older than he, and was warned away.  He had a message for me.

Over the weekend, I met three young people, all new to Yakima, all in the startup phase of their businesses.  I was very much impressed with the beauty and quality of their light.  They were obviously people of spiritual gifts, reinforced with a practice of some sort.  It was the opening of a Tai Chi studio. I enjoyed chatting with them for a while, and then the energies began to grow.  I found myself picking up a small pyramid described as an 'orgone' tool.  As I turned it over, I noticed very active energies in the base.

I pointed the base of the pyramid at the heart center of one of the young women.  Her chest energies began to heave, with visible undulations, and she turned away from the energies, as I immediately turned the energies away from her.  I pointed it at her male companion, but he seemed unaffected.  I could see great energies in his hands.

I put the pyramid back where I found it, and we continued our conversation.  The young woman had told me, when we were introduced, that she was looking for a Shaman to teach her.  She had been told that she had been a shaman in a past life.  I could see that this was true.  Soon other people came in the door, so our conversation was interrupted.

When we were able to resume our discussion, my Shamanic persona took control of me.  I told them that I was going to present them with a display of my energies.  It doesn't take long for my Shamanic energies to have an effect on people, so I wanted to give them a demonstration while there was still time for my introduction to make sense to their OSC.

I just started telling them about how I became a Shaman.  I told them what I had to tell them, and said that they should just let it rest in them for some days, and think about how it had affected them.  I then said my goodbyes and began to leave.  As I left the office of the owner, I noticed that the young couple were curled up together on the floor, in the corner, apparently drained of energies.  They were no longer shining!

I wanted them to know in their energy bodies what it is like to enter the energies of the Shaman.

The work that I have to do with people when I work with them begins with getting them to understand that their energy bodies are not able to withstand my energies, regardless of their training and practice.  I am a Nagual Shaman.  (This does not refer to the 'nagual' as it manifests in the 'Toltec' cult of don Miguel Ruiz.)

My energy body was very much alive this morning, as the North Wind came along to begin the work of stripping the leaves from the trees.  When I speak of the 'moods' of the moon, this is what I'm talking about.  The energy body interacts with the weather,  as the weather interacts with the phase of the moon.  The energies of the trees and vortexes all resonate with the same energies.  It is a 'Medicine' concert.  As my energies opened in the early morning darkness,  I was able to open into the Voice of the Dream.

It is not so much a speaking voice, but an energetic telling of what was encoded in the dream.  As I entered into the New Moon energy field, I also opened the energy packet I had received from the young people in the Tai Chi studio.  The Moon Man was telling me that I should give them instruction in the "Expense Account".

All three are in the beginnings of their businesses, and new to Yakima.  But they have been here long enough to know how hard things can be here.

My task is to convince people that they need to 'tighten up' their life path, in order to save and protect their energies when they work with me, in particular, but also so that they can be assured of a safe journey in the years to come, by foregoing some of the carelessness that is inherent in the OSC (Ordinary State of Consciousness), and adopting the protocols of Shamanic Ritucharya and Shamanic Dinacharya, the seasonal and daily tasks required to bring the proper 'tightness' to the lifepath.

This is the first assignment for anyone wishing to study with me.  I ask that they bring the materials of their Expense Account to the first session.  It takes three moon cycles to begin this work, so get started today!

First, ask for and save the receipt for each and every penny you spend.  Keep the receipts in an envelope for each month.

List on a piece of paper, yes, paper! all these expenditures.  Everything.  Make vertical columns for the various types of expenditure.

Make a horizontal column for each day in the month.

Add up the totals for the month at the bottom of each column, for each and every type of expenditure.

Make a new Expense Account spread sheet for each month.

You will notice that things get out of hand somewhat, as the Holidays approach.  At the same time, Winter descends on us.  Each month is a new season, with new and different types of expenditures.  As in observing the lunar cycles, the Expense Account serves to extend and expand and deepen your attention span, and your attitude toward the Sacredness of Life increases and deepens.

If you are in a relationship, you will notice that most arguments stem from disagreements of one sort or another, with one common denominator being money.  If you have your money under control, it is much easier to control your attitudes and emotions.  This is one of the best entry points into the Yogic 'niyama' of Svadhyaya, or self knowledge.  Pennies are the cells of the self.  The Expense Account is the pranayama of the cash flow.  Mr. Moonshine wants you to know this, at this time.

MOVING WITH THE MOON

NEW MOON early this morning (10.15.12) was a big relief here in Yakima.  Our high sage climate, shielded from the weather by the Cascades, and far from the major weather systems of the rest of the country, has been very warm and dry much later into the season than is normal.  The UV in this dry climate was hard on my eyes, after cataract surgery two years ago, and my energy field was much more comfortable being indoors most of the time.  So I began to lose my physical conditioning.  The cooler weather lets me walk again, and the UV is down to 4, so I'm mostly comfortable.

But as a Shaman, I'm tuned to more energy systems than regular people, and it's difficult to discern them all, and to bring them into a balance which allows me to perform the tasks of daily life on top of the things I need to do as a Shaman.

I began my practice with techniques from the 'core shamanism' of Michael Harner, whose works spawned the many 'shamanic practitioners' who practice all over the globe these days, nearly 50 years after his work first came to my attention.  My Initiation as a Shaman took me away from his techniques, and transformed my energy field in ways unlike anyone else I'm aware of.  My universe is much more complicated than that of the ordinary practitioner.

One difference that I'm very much aware of is the years of work I did leading up to my contact with the Spirits in late 1990, when I was about 47 years old.  From my early 20s, I dedicated my life to study of transformational techniques.  It seemed practical to me to try to change my perceptual mechanisms by altering my personal consciousness.  LSD was a major influence, as it was with many in my generation.  Plant psychedelics changed my life.  Marijuana is a major asset in expanding the perceptual awareness of the body's energy field.  The marijuana deva unites with human consciousness as it flows throughout the body and auric energy field, and extends this awareness into the world at large.

Other Shamans use a wide variety of entheogenic plant helpers, but I was happy with LSD and marijuana.  One thing that distinguishes my work from others is the Surrealist project of Alchemical Transformation, which focuses on thwarting the natural ordering of awareness which shapes our use of language, and therefore limits us to perceptions easily within the range of the Ordinary State of Consciousness (OSC) described by Harner.  The Surrealists used automatic writing to actually alter the transmitting mechanisms of the language system, so that newer ways of understanding could develop.

This technique, combined with focus on dreams, helped me come into contact with my Muse, as a young poet.  This muse later manifested to me in the person of Marilyn Monroe, after I had broken through to actual contact with Spirit, using the divining rods.

The divining rods brought the actual energies of the spirits fully into my body.  I became One with my spirits, and they became One with me.  We became simultaneous incarnations, all of them within my own physical body.  This resulted in a level of physical apprehension of the universe not available any other way.  The use of entheogens allows one to enter a world of spirit in a powerful way, but it is very different from sharing the consciousness of Living Spirits in the OSC.

Through this sharing I am hooked up to the various influences I mentioned in the opening paragraphs.  These influences include the Medicine Energies, which are forces of planetary and nature consciousness which exist all around us, but are only brought into a unified field of awareness through the actions of the Shaman.  This is the world I live in, in my little apartment and the bits of land around it.

Early in my career as a poet, I was influenced by the philosophies of the Eastern religions, and the poets who practiced these philosophies.  Simplicity of life allows the spirit to flow and expand, as opposed to the compression of the spirit resulting from the hectic pace of the consumerist lifestyle.  Without this simplicity, I would be dragged through life unaware of the forces around me.  Without the training of psychedelics, Surrealism and poetry, (and YOGA!) I wouldn't have the perceptive abilities I have now.

Lots of free time, and a trained, expanded awareness are essential to the true spirit lifestyle!

By training the Energy Field Awareness to follow the changes of the moon, it is possible to begin to detach from the pull of daily consciousness and to remove oneself from the grasp of the hands of the clock.  Since I'm not off at work all day, I can follow the moon.

In the I Ching, rain is seen as the coming together of the yin and the yang forces of the atmosphere, which have their own 'moods', just as the moon does.  These moods of the atmosphere are greatly conditioned by the lunar flux, just as the tides are.

In our daily lives, we have moods as well.  Training our awareness to the flux of the moon, cycle after cycle, season after season, year after year, allows for a gradual synchronization of our moods with the moods of the outer world.  (Marijuana is a very great assistant in this process!)

So I've been trying to bring the art of Ceremony into my life, as a means of organizing the various flows which move through the tattwas of my days, and bring the appropriate influences to bear at an exact time, to achieve a certain aim in the spiritual realm or in the physical world.  I'm only a few moon-cycles into this practice, and there are many tools which I'm discovering I need to invent in order to harness various aspects of the energies I'm trying to work with.  All this takes time and work, and I find myself missing the moment, with the performance of the Ceremony itself.  This Moon, I realized something that had come to my attention a few weeks ago, at a Full Moon.  I don't have to tie my Ceremony to the moon phase!  In fact, there is actually too much going on in the various energy aspects of my life at the turn of the moon, to allow for Ceremony of this type.  Other shamans don't have this problem, due to the nature of their practice.

Today, as the moon gradually moved off the exact moment of conjunction with the sun early this morning, and as I went through the work that needed to get done in the day, I watched the bright sunshine of the morning hours gradually give way to a slight overcast.  I was in my normal New Moon droop.  My energies are verrrrrrry low during New Moon; or they can be more active, depending.....  I had my mind on trying to bring the Ceremony to a stage where I could work toward completion, but finally realized that wasn't going to happen.  So I let that go, and returned to focus on my own condition, so that I could get my energies cleared up.

I sat in my vortex, and began my forward bend technique of moving my energies, and noticed a deep feeling of despair, of emptiness, of being unfulfilled, alone, and powerless.  As I moved my energies around in my body, it occurred to me to just let go.  Let everything drop.  Go with it.   What was I clinging to?  As I let it go, I began to sing.  I felt better.  I reached for my little tom-tom.

As I drummed, my energies finally began to focus.  I could pull my energies up from my root chakra, and bring them into my singing and my drumming.  I felt better.  I picked up my larger hoop drum, and began to work it.  Right away, the drum took me to a place of Power.  I had hit on something.  I was able to focus of the issues I had been trying to deal with through Ceremony.  This seemed much more direct.

I drummed and sang myself into a state of Power.  I was able to bring all the aspects of my situation into focus, and issue a Prayer, an Intention, regarding the issues.  It all came out in song and drumbeats, very strongly, in perfect resolution.  It had all come together.

The drumming came to a conclusion, and I got up.  I looked outside.  It had begun to rain, hard.

This is the kind of thing referred to in the I Ching as bringing the rain.  This happens as a result of a certain kind of lifestyle dedicated to Consciousness, Awareness, and Spirit.  By living a life which allows me to be aware of the 'changes' (the I Ching, or Book of Changes), and to move with them, I have, over the years, been able to become a Shaman, and am able to deal with the special horrors which beset one of such a persuasion, as well as perform the duties of my normal life, few though they be.

During which time, I have observed that many of the maladies which beset people who are chained to the OSC (Ordinary State of Consciousness), can be resolved by changes in lifestyle which result in changes in Consciousness, which enables normal people to live lives of health and well-being.

SIGN OF THE DOUBLE CROSS: JESUS' RETURN

A while back, I posted that Jesus had left my body in the form of my Nagual projection, a tiny black dog named XOXOLOTL, the Aztec Lord of the Underworld in the Post-Christian era; upon which he became a huge green and black Anaconda, and slithered off into the underworld to do his stuff.  It was my plan that rather than return as most of us imagine he might, in some glorious manner, he actually earn his reincarnation like the rest of us.  My twenty years of living with him as a resident inside my body had convinced me that he was not a person I wanted to put in charge of anything!  I found him to be an abomination.  All the worst things we have noted about his religion were manifest in the person who had attached himself to me.

I had hoped that I was done with him.  Although I realized that was unlikely!  Nevertheless, the intervening time has been very welcome.  What a relief to have him not be a presence in my person, shouting "OUCH!" every time he got excited, and sucking my precious energies.  I wondered how long it would last.

This morning, 10.12.2012, I was breaking in some crystals given to me some time ago by a friend.  They had been in quarantine, until their energies were compatible with the Medicine Energies in my studio.  A few days ago, they came out of quarantine.  They proved to be very powerful.

This morning they brought delicious arousal to my genital region, where my ceremonies usually begin their adventure up through the chakras of the Medicine.  As my total bodily awareness began to open with the energies, out came the "ouch!", more subdued than in the past.  I was quite high, but not unaware that something untoward might be happening.  In these instances, there is nothing to be done but continue to the end of the ceremony, and wait to see what comes next.  It sometimes takes days.

As I sat in my vortex, I wondered if Buddha would return, as he had left the vortex with Jesus and Quetzalcoatl.  I did not expect Quetzalcoatl to return, for some reason.  I went through my usual seated forward bend, during which I arrange the energies throughout my body via the compression of my intestines, heart and lungs, and the way this compression forces the energies out through my ribcage and shoulders to open up the upper assemblage point, and through the pelvis to open up the lower assemblage point.

After a few repetitions, I felt much better, and heard a message from Jesus:  "Maybe I did it; for the whole earth!"

As I was wondering what he had done, I came to a realization.  For several years, my meditations have been replaced by a long series of endless disconnected scenes, as if from a video, showing various persons in various places doing various things, all in black and white, and with no connection to myself or to each other.  I really miss my meditations!  These views, I realized, were what Jesus was seeing wherever he was.  I had thought it might be Marilyn Monroe, but after noticing the tone of today's communication from Jesus, I could See that his statement was of the same vibration as these images.

And then, while not in meditation, I was shown a number of black and white glyphs, symbols for his new religion; various applications of the Double Cross, and treatments of several Power Animals and other things.  Very clean and powerful artistry!  When I came out of it, I couldn't remember them all with any precision, but sketched a couple for my notebook log.

Later in the day, after I had had time to reflect, I realized that none of this had anything to do with me, or the things I believe in and cherish about my work, -- especially the work I've been doing since he ejected.

I reject his agenda and everything I know about this person.  I have my own agenda, and I believe it serves me and the 'whole earth' better than anything I've experienced from the Jesus who was with me for so long.

There's no way to guess how this might all turn out, so I'll just continue to do what I do, and blog it if I'm able.

I'm always open to comments and/or questions!

Namaste, Dagaji

MORNING MOONGLOW THROUGH CLOUDS

Sometimes the moon drags on like a bad movie.  Any time after Full Moon can be called the Dark Moon phase, depending on how you feel.  Knowing what part of the cycle you're in can be a big help if times are difficult.  You can usually count on some kind of change as the cycle progresses.  If nothing else, following the lunar changes gives you something else to think about.

In Yakima (Yakistan, as I like to call it), we're sheltered from the rain of the Puget Sound area by the Cascade Mountains.  We're in the rain shadow.  More than that, we're in the 'donut hole'.  The weather hits the Pacific Northwest from the Bering Sea, coming over Vancouver Island and Puget Sound before hitting the mountains, which catch most of the moisture.  The mountains run all the way down the Pacific Coast, but are broken near Portland, where the Columbia River enters the Pacific.  The winds come through the Columbia Gorge, some distance south of Yakima, and circle up the backside of the Cascades, bringing us an unusual South Wind, called the Chinook, after the salmon of the Columbia River.  It's usually a warm wind, bringing air from the desert southwest.

Yakima is tucked in behind Mt. Rainier, at the tail end of this northward Chinook flow, which mostly travels to the east of us, so that satellite photos show an area of zero clouds right over Yakima, even in stormy weather.

This summer has been long, hot, and very dry.  Hundreds of wildfires have plagued the Eastern Washington forests, as dry lightning has hit us several times during the summer.  Smoke has been a constant factor in the atmosphere.  Temperatures have been unusually high, and it's still warmer than usual for this time of Autumn.

This morning, Friday, as I went out for my daily pre-dawn check-up on the premises, I noticed a faint moonglow in the east, blurred by a thin layer of cloud cover.  As predicted, the weather is changing, a few days before the New Moon on Monday.  The clouds are very welcome at my house!  I'm more suited to the moisture of the Seattle area.  Even though the UV index is much lower this time of year, my aging energy field is very sensitive to the intensity of the sun under the lack of moisture in the skies.

This waning moon time has been very busy for me, after suffering from the intensity of the summer.  Lots of projects getting ready for winter, which can hit very abruptly, any time now.  And I've been learning the art of the Despacho Ceremony.

Practicing this ceremony is a very good way to bring together the many strands of energies which run through the tattwas of your life-path.  The practice of lunar observation and the culmination of the moon phase in ceremony of this type calls for bringing exact definition to aspects of the journey which need to be changed in some way, or celebrated.

The Medicine Energies are strong in my apartment and in the yard I've created.  It's time to corral these energies and bring some concrete benefits to my life and practice.  I missed the moment at the last moon phase, due to incomplete preparation and interference from Marilyn Monroe.  So I'm giving it another try this time.

I've been able to invent some techniques and develop some equipment which will help to gather and hold the specific energies I intend to work with.  Now I have a few days to bring it all together and perform the Kooti Ceremony to cut the cords binding me to The Monroe.  This time, I have the Ayni Ceremony tools which I lacked before.

Now, I just have to manage to control the energies of my life-path with enough discipline to be able to bring off the ceremony at an appropriate time.  Hopefully, the change of weather accompanying this change of the moon will enable the authorities to lift the ban on outdoor burning which has been in effect most of the summer.  I realized that my last burning would have been a violation of the practice of Ayni, or 'right relationship', because of the burn ban in effect at the time.

There are so many factors which shape the tattwas!  I enjoy developing the discipline to recognize all the relevant forces which affect the ceremony, and learning ways to work with them to achieve a harmonious outcome.

AUTUMN RITUCHARYA TRUMPS THE MOON

It's all a matter of timing...  Starting a group to observe the moods of the moon just at the change into Autumn!  The sun, as we all are aware, certainly trumps the moon at these times.  While the moon has been very influential in my Shamanic work recently, I've been so totally absorbed in the ritucharya of the equinox that I've not been able to blog the moon.

I'll just say now how important I've realized it is to live in a community of like-minded souls.  It's too much for a single individual to track and record the many aspects of Shamanic life, while at the same time being fully engaged in the practice, which is both active and re-active!

I've been working on developing a place to house my burgeoning collection of containers with everything from roses to peppers in them, as well as my beloved geraniums, to get them through the winter.  And finding a way to get a doghouse of sorts for the wild dog who has adopted this apartment as his safe haven.

I mentioned the Ayurvedic term 'ritucharya', which denotes the chores specific to the seasons, as marked in two-month intervals.  The corresponding term, 'dinacharya' refers to the daily chores and practices necessary to support a yoga practice.  Ayurveda translates to 'life science'.  While the phases of the moon are a subtle mode of access to the outer world, ayurveda provides a remarkable and novel way to access subtle systems in the inner world of the body as it is affected by yoga.  This is a very complex science, developed over thousands of years, and views the energies of the body in very different ways from Western science.  I think ayurveda is extremely important, as is a reasonable yoga practice, in order to sustain the subtle and gross anatomies over the many decades of spiritual engagement.  Within the body are systems which interface in wonderful ways with the energies of the outer world.  These energies are the Medicine Energies.

Observation of the lunar energies is a convenient first practice to open the awareness to other avenues of subtle realizations which can be very helpful in avoiding the disasters of modern 'medicine' as it wreaks havoc on the aura and other subtle energy systems of the body, psyche, mind and spirit.

More later...  --soon!
Namaste, Shaman :Dagaji

MORNING-AFTER MOON

It's a relief to have the Full Moon gone!  This moon was a rotten one at Shamaland.  It's hard to tell if my Despacho Ceremony from the last New Moon is responsible.  I did a ceremony to complete the riddance of Marilyn Monroe and Jesus from my energy field and life-path, a 'Kooti' Despacho.  But I forgot to follow it immediately with an 'Ayni' Despacho, to seal out the negatives which had been banished.  I received various 'touches' from Marilyn Monroe during the two weeks, and resolved to bring about a way to deal with that issue.

By last night (Sunday), I was certain that the moon had changed, and installed the Hecate altar.  I had failed to bring about the Harvest Despacho.  There was simply too much tamas in the atmosphere from the weeks of smoke, and from the presence of Marilyn Monroe.  I'm just not that strong yet!  (I discovered that was the meaning of the dream message that 'it's the gonads, not the chakras, which brings about the ceremony.')  Got to strengthen my gonads!

And several things about the Despacho seemed inappropriate.  I'm still learning what materials to use.  There are many factors to consider, once you get deeper into the process.

This morning it was a pleasure to be with Hecate.  The air seemed clear.  The energies were good.  Several places got cleaned as I moved about in the morning.  And then I glanced out the bedroom window, as the light grew strong enough to illuminate the vacant lot next door.  Flashes of white and gray showed through the green slats inserted in the cyclone fence between the lots.  I went outside while the breakfast cooked, and discovered that during the night, someone had dumped a huge grey couch in the lot, with its large rectangular chunks of foam rubber cushions scattered about.  This little slum neighborhood catches a lot of refuse, in the alleys and vacant lots!

So now to get ready for Ceremony at the New Moon, just after my 70th birthday.  After many, many years of working with these moon cycles, it just gets deeper and deeper, like a river which never empties.  The moon pulls you along.  It's a marvelous teacher and companion.

As a part of the Medicine Energies, the moon teaches the Energy Body (energy field awareness) to realize its own awareness.  The Energy Body picks up the intelligence of the Vortexes in the house and yard, as they change and mature from the attentions of the Shaman.  It's been six years in this location, and quite an education from these vortexes, with still more and more to come, as the season changes into autumn, and very quickly into winter.  The vortexes are planning their surprises for me!