Temascal Altar

To put into words, the transformation I experienced in the temascal altar, so divinely created by the Sumak Kawasaki family is almost impossible.  We all entered the sweat lodge with our intentions, sprinkled with a bit of apprehension of the unknown.  Some more than others, as we faced our own self imposed fears or even expectations of what lay ahead for us.

As we sat under the sacred geometrical shapes that form the skeleton of the tarp above us, huddle into a circle, we shared an experience that transcends the ordinary.  Trusting in the process, we shed our skins literally and figuratively as we opened up to the offerings that the fire, the heat and the words brought to us, both individually and as a shared collective vision.

I entered with my own set of intentions, to connect to my ancestral lineage.  To gain knowledge and to understand the generational chronic lung illness that effects myself, and my family.  To go deep into the darkness to face the spiritual and emotional ties that bind me to this

DisEase.

I was faced with the vision of my mother and her mother.  I saw that my mother was taught to carry this sadness in her heart, as was I.  Taught by an under current of unfulfilled dreams that stretched out into the past. Passed on as a vibrational imprint on our spiritual, emotional, and physical bodies.  Fear played a big part of this disillusionment, tethered by invisible strings from parent to child.  I came here into the darkness of the mother to cut the cords and to anchor in a new vibrational imprint.  One of trust in the great mother and with an understanding of who we truly are.

As the doors opened four times through out the ceremony, each time with more stones heated by the great fire, we were brought out from the darkness into the light.  Four times we reset our intentions, going deeper into the stillness and the darkness. Four times we sang songs and recommitted to the blessings and the offerings.  In the blackness, our only senses were smell, as incense burned on the smoldering stones, and touch as the healer, with a wand made out tobacco leaves, threw water upon our skins.  Our senses tethered us, as we crossed back and forth from this world into the world of spirits.

The medicine we drank, opened our hearts and minds to move through this heavy dimension into one of no time and no space.  We opened our vision, and honored our ancestors for the wisdom they shared.

I also experienced the dimension of the inner earth, where all dimension coexist.   A living plasmic Galactic ship that holds the electricity for grid lines of the earth and the living waters that is the blood of the mother.  This is the portal for primary source to anchor into the earth consciousness. A field of light and geometrical codes that becomes the building blocks of all life here on the earth.

Time and inter dimensional travel is possible, for as above so below.  As this ever changing dimension expands for our ascension, all time lines are possible.  We can begin to access memories held in both our past and our future that aid ourselves and the human race into the next step of our evolution.

As we begin to make our way out of the darkness on hands and knees, I felt the primal energy of the earth herself. I became a great black panther, with eyes of green.  Feeling the strength of her muscled body and the grace of her movement, I was reborn, shapeshifting through the magical canopy of the forest around me.

As I moved from 4 legged to two, the cellular memories of grief and sadness that was imbedded within the muscles of my body, within the organs and the cells begin to flow out, oozing with the constancy of heavy mud, opening a space within for my heart to expand.  Even now, I can still feel the heaviness as it lifts, evaporating  into the heat of the day.

These expediences anchored in my consciousness an ever expanding potential to heal, becoming a divine mirror.  To understand with not just the mind but with the soul, that all people are reflections of myself both the light and the shadow.  To begin to learn to love all that shows up, as a gift of self discovery.

To inner stand that the past and the present doesn’t exist, but only the ever expanding now.  This is where all potential lays dormant for the activation of one’s heart and soul. As we co create our world with an inner standing of the truth, that we are all the expression of the Divine in form.

So Love yourself into perfection, and Love the world into perfection.  As you as the great shapeshifter moves with the ease of of a divine being into a new skin, one of light.

Kellie AmaLiana