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Shamanic Journey (7)

5/8/2021

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I journey to the upper world to meet a guide.

I choose to rise through the fire: I place myself in the centre of a hearth, among the burning wood, and my body ignites. I have a fleeting thought for the witches sacrificed at the stake while my physical envelope disappears.
I reach a first level. I am in a desert, huge stones are erected towards the sky. I find in this place an old man already met during a previous journey. He sits on the ground, staring at a second fire. I sit in front of him on the other side of the hearth. After a short silence, I ask him if he is one of my guides. He ignores me. I stand up and place myself in the center of the fire. New decorporation, I join a second level.
This time I’m in an eagle’s nest among eggs not yet hatched. The nest is perched at the top of a huge tree totally devoid of leaves. From my position, I can see in the distance the peaks of the mountains. An impressive eagle lands at the edge of the nest and looks at me. Without fear, I ask him if he is one of my guides. He flies away.
What should I do? Should I get off my promontory or rise again? As I choose to explore a higher level, my right hand opens a large white door. The picture is not very clear, but I do get into a dark room that lights up as I move forward. I then discovered the interior decoration of a late 19th century residence. There is a fireplace, wooden furniture, a round table, armchairs. A woman is sitting. She wears period clothes, she is thin, has a great class and I find her very beautiful. I politely ask her if she is one of my guides. She smiles at me, gets up and walks towards me. "Would you like a cup of tea?" , she asks me. She hands me a steaming cup that I accept, takes a second cup for her and we sit opposite each other, on each side of the table. Curious, I ask a new question: "Who are you?" The woman and the scenery disappear and I find myself standing in the dark, alone, with the sensation of floating. I no longer have any notion of top or bottom, left or right. My head turns a little, I feel disoriented, but that’s not unpleasant. Sometimes, the smiling face of the woman appears and then disappears.
The drum rings and I come back.
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