Progress

When I learn something new, I tend to start out doing pretty well at it. Then I go through a phase, sometimes a long phase, during which I don't do well at all. Finally at some point I start doing better again.

My learning curve for journeying is following the usual trajectory and I'm past the beginner phase. When I sit and drum, I'm mainly just meditating. Which isn't bad! But I'd like to return to deeper levels and resume having journeys.

During last night's sit, I touched a moment of feeling like I was somewhere else, actually seeing the somewhere else around me. I think it startled me so much that I was snapped out of it and back to a lighter meditative state again.

Purple

A couple of weeks ago, I got a hoop drum to use for journeying. It's been busy times but yesterday I had the chance to sit for a length of time and drum.

I probably expressed a handful of different intentions throughout the process. One was to meet and talk with my spirit guide. I actually found myself "face to face" with my Leuki spirit guide without a question coming to mind, then finally remembered that I really want to remember my dreams.

There were many times when I felt like someone else was doing the drumming and the drum itself sang beautifully. But I had trouble turning off my verbal brain. I walked through cleansing my chakras, a process that I've found helps.

I tend to feel that my fifth chakra in my throat, the blue chakra, is weak or unbalanced. I feel that I don't communicate as well as I could. While cleaning that chakra and picturing blue, I felt my Leuki spirit guide mention my RiverLight voice-- that I do a lot of communicating through RiverLight. Sometimes I worry that my ego drives my RiverLight posts, but what I felt I received at that moment was confirmation that I am indeed following my intention of providing information.

I then realized that I get distracted or hung up on my fifth chakra and don't pay enough attention to my sixth and seventh chakras. My "desire" for purple may be an outer expression of this.

I felt myself vibrating with energy, charged, almost glowing. It felt wonderful.

Be a Bridge

I recently verbalized the metaphor that has formed a basis of so many of my journeys: I am a bridge.

I wrote this as a response to a PaganSpace post and as soon as I posted my response, it felt odd to say. I mean, how was I a bridge? I knew I was a bridge between darkness and light and between warm and cold. But the actual words gave the entire journeying metaphor a lack of reality.

Words can do that. It's part of the balance I'm learning: balancing the spiritual and the real-world verbal. (In fact, my post was in response to someone who said she was a Balancer.)

Since words cast the pall, it seems only right that words would pull the pall away again:

I was reading the Robert Moss book The Dreamer's Book of the Dead and on p. 255, he starts a section called Soul Leading for the Dying-- so appropriate for a deathwalker-- and there below the section head was a quote:

He who will be chief, let him be a bridge.
-- Bran, in the Romance of Branwen

[This page on Bran gives a bit of background to the quote]

So appropriate for a deathwalker.
I am a bridge.