#1 AYURVEDA: A SHAMANIC ENCOUNTER

Shamanic Meditation

[This is the first in a series of three blogs regarding the circumstance of my birth, the ending of my Initiation as a Shaman, and the beginning of my Apprenticeship]

After many years of studying yoga and practicing on my own, and teaching my Shamanic Yoga, I came to a point where I needed a deeper experience.  I had been undergoing my Initiation as a Shaman for two decades, and my life experience was much deeper than anything conceived of in regular yoga.  When I first Googled Ayurveda, I came across info on the three doshas, but that was not what I was interested in.  I looked around at Ayurvedic diet, and other aspects.

Two things that interested me, because they related so pertinently to the Shamanic experience, were Dinacharya and Ritucharya, i.e., daily and seasonal practices to keep healthy and in synch with the life force.  Ayurveda translates as ‘life science’, and the path, or practice of Shamanism requires a mastery of the science of living, which is why I believe a personal yoga practice is so important to the Shaman.  The Shamanic world is very active on many levels, and requires a highly developed awareness of areas of life which are totally ignored in the normal societal experience.

The “Medicine Energies” of Shamanism are built of many aspects of the world of nature as it exists in our immediate environment –our homes and yards.  So the Ayurvedic practices of Ritucharya struck me as pertinent.  The year is divided into segments of two months, instead of our three month seasons.  I thought this was interesting and useful, but upon practice, I realized that the Wiccan/Pagan divisions of the year using ‘cross-quarter days’ (the midpoints of the seasons, rather than the solstices and equinoxes) was superior.  The world-view of the yoga community is not based on the Shamanic knowledge of ‘Power’ –that force in the universe which comes to the assistance of the Shaman, and is especially apparent at the midpoints of seasons, when things begin to change to the next season.

I found many aspects of the yoga philosophy to be less than adequate in comparison to the Shamanic way.

But in my Googling, I came across an essay, which I have since lost track of, in which

the first line was, “Rest, digestion, and sexual energy –the three pillars of life.”  As I read on, I found the Ayurvedic emphasis on agni, or the digestive fires, to be very interesting and helpful.  The Ayurvedic view of the workings of the human body is very different than the normal western view.  I began to work with the agni.

I found that, after eating, I would lie down on the yoga floor to digest, and after a bit, I would be flooded with sexual energy.  I began the practice of transferring this energy to my meditation vortex.  After eating, I would go sit in the Buddha Vortex while the agni was providing its fire.  This began to add considerable energy to the vortex.

Many months later, about six months after the ending of my Initiation as a Shaman, in the month of October, 2013, this process began an important phase of my journey into my ‘Apprenticeship’.  On Friday October 11, one day after my 71^st birthday, I again sat in the vortex with a full stomach.  Again, the sexual energies arose.  This time, however, I went into a trance state.  I had turned on the “Jazz” channel on Pandora, for my meditation.  The first tunes were by Miles Davis and John Coltrane.  I’ve always loved their music.  Suddenly, I was in a dance hall in Harlem, in the 1950s.  A woman across the dance floor made eye contact with me.  She was wearing an elegant, slim-fitting night club dress of satin, and it accented every curve of her ravishing figure.  The music was like I’ve never heard it.  It was a slow passage, so slow that I marveled at how powerful the rhythms were.  It was a deadly serious piece of music, to match the deadly serious expression on the woman’s face.  She knew exactly what she was doing.  Her languid stroll was intended to transfix my attention, which it did.  She entered my energy field with the intent of a woman who could wrap the world around her little finger; it was not like the world as I had ever known it.  It was the world of the rich and powerful, the jazz world of Harlem, where the players were Big Time, and the stakes were high.  She took me to the middle of the floor, and I wilted. 

I came out of the trance, and life went on.

I train hard for times like these.  These times are powerful, like the cross-quarter days which mark the turning points of the seasons.  In my journey through the process of Initiation, which took over two decades, and saw me turn from a healthy and fit man of 48 to a man losing his teeth and vitality at 71, I’ve developed techniques such as surfing the moon, and harnessing the cross-quarter days, for the power they bring, and many other aspects of adapting to the much different time-frame of Shamanic Reality.  This moment of trance, I knew, was a sigil for me.  It marked something, which would reveal itself in its own time. It was a ‘blow from Power’, as Castaneda would call it.  I knew that the next period of time, days or weeks, would reveal the import of this event.  So I marked it in my log book.

Not long after that, I fell into a terrible funk.  She had damaged my energy body.  I had been struck deeply.  It hurt to realize that I had been shown just what a punk I am.  No way in the world could I have entered that reality which she showed me, with the high stakes players, the fast women, and the genius musicians.  It was the blow to my energy body which I knew to be the signal of what was to come.

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