Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Keep Going. Keep Practicing.


Tonight my lesson was: Keep going. Keep practicing.

I drummed for a long time trying to break out of my verbal left brain and cross over into my right. I felt like my drum was a membrane that I needed to break through. But I had trouble escaping self-consciousness and my cynical ego.

I connected with my Leuki spirit guide. We melded and I danced and drummed for her and let her dance and drum through me. I kept drumming. I tried to get lost in the drumming. I tried not to try to get lost.

I danced in Leuki's long grass and caught a whiff of its grassy, sagey scent.

I kept picturing a band from my heart chakra to Leuki, a band like the one that joined Chang and Eng Bunker, the original "Siamese twins." The band grew from my heart chakra. It grew out into a long tube that became a bridge. The bridge looked a lot like the picture above (right down to the sepia tone) but it was a bridge with handrails on each side.

I slapped my foot with every step along that bridge trying to feel it. Trying to be there. I kept going.

The bridge led into a building that reminded me of a library. I ended up in a small room with yellow walls. A being who introduced herself as Abigail sat across a desk from me. We reviewed how I got there so that I wouldn't forget: Connection from my heart chakra that stretched out to become a tube then became a bridge that I walked along into the building and into her room. She nodded and directed me to look at the wall, which seemed to dissolve into another passageway to follow.

At some point I felt the presence of my indexing helpers and I got to thank them.

I felt the glow of my golden ball of protection around me. Abigail assured me I was safe. Leuki's presence was felt and assurance made that I was safe. I started to feel restless, as though I needed to go.

I was told this connection is always there. I can walk it again. And should. Keep going. Keep practicing.

I thanked Leuki and Abigail and my indexing helpers and then sang Cindy's song of thanks:

I give thanks for this time, for this place, for this life, for this love.
I give thanks for the ground that I walk on.
I give thanks for the sky up above.
I give thanks from sunrise to sundown.
And all through the night
I am wrapped in a blanket of gratitude and love.
I give thanks.
I give thanks.
I give thanks.