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INITIATION – AWAKENING THE CROSS
Symbols can be used for initiation. Within symbols are layers of meanings; these meanings can be interpreted through song, through poetry, through creative acts, through stream of consciousness. They are also doorways, pathways to other realties, holding stories that can heal and assist one with their expanding awareness.
Symbols will initiate one into other aspects of selves; you can become the symbol through your meditations and that can create many similitude.
Symbols hold sacred sound which give them their form and that sound can assist you into enter other realms of consciousness and keep in mind not all realities have the forms you think of; some realities can be symbols, sounds, and equations.
As you initiate yourself with symbols, you will begin merging with other realities.
Also, symbols can take you down a path that is dangerous as well as into realms with expressions that your mind is not ready to comprehend if you are not fully ground in your body and are of healthy mind.
Symbols are doorways and pathways but keep in mind it works both ways.
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The descent into the Hell region would be for three days; each day being represent as a man, woman and child.
It was a putrid cloud that snaked through the room as Michael sat on the floor with legs crossed meditating. Even though he had summoned a shield of light to surround him; the cloud thick like molasses surrounded the bubble of light as if it was consuming him.
Aware but not allowing himself to be distracted into fear; he observed from spirit.
A nameless eye parted the dark cloud.
Out of the great eye, the tentacles of the Nameless One came and wrapped themselves around Michael. Part of him wanted to cry out but something deep inside kept him silent. As the tentacles lashed at the circle of light surrounding him, he lost his concentration.
The tentacles wrapped around him to strangle him, he could feel the suction cups on each of them attempting to pull life force out of him. Michael centered his awareness through heart and became an image of a cross which greatly irritated the creature who began to lessen his hold on Michael but not completely. Its time to summon my companions he thought as he surrendered his form as began to chant the following spell.
From the depth of my soul
from the great waters of old,
I summon my ancient companions
who make up my soul.
From the four direction,
I call out to the elements
to give my companions a body
from this Soul.
From the depths where blood flows
from the heart of the Great Goddess
rise my warriors to defeat my foe.
The tentacles, once again increased their grip as Michael continued concentrating until he became a pulsating ball of psi energy as he lost human reference.
Was it imagination?
The sound of thunder echoed in the room.
There was a flash of light and the very air about him crackled with electricity. A rupture appeared in the air and a bear and a panther entered into the room. Their growling disturbed the Nameless One. He lashed out at them with its tentacles. The great black panther snagged a tentacle and bit it in two and it burst into flames and turned quickly to ashes. The Great Bear clawed at several tentacles, gashing wounds on several of them, as the cry of a man in pain came from the eye where the tentacle had sprung from.
A great winged creature came through the rupture and sat on top of the eye and dug its claws into deeply. The bear continued lashing at the tentacles severing several of them which burned into ashes once cut away. The great panther grabbed Michael by the neck of his shirt and pulled him from the weakening grasp of the creature.
As the creature cried out in agony, Michael catching a momentary focus raised his hands and a bolt of ancient fire sprung from his fingers striking the creature.
The tentacles retracted immediately.
The eye closed once they were back inside.
The great black bird pulled out its tentacles. Michael recognized the bird, it was the phoenix, it was in its final stages of death, its blackness would consume all that it had experienced into a cleansing fire so that it could be reborn.
The panther licked Michael’s face affectionately. The bear sat upon its hind legs and growled to the sky.
“The Nameless One will come for you in many forms. You know it now as Mindset. Do not despair, the power of the Ones Who Sit In the Shadows is within you because you carry the blood of the Ancient One, you can summon those that walked before man, those that walk invisible next to man, those that walk as man’s spirit companions. You are a warrior from the first wars in the Heavens. Though you waver from reality to reason and feeling, within the heart is the key. We will always be with you Michael.”
“Thank you my friends, sometimes my clarity is so true, than other times, it seems I am intoxicated on the material plane and believe what my eyes can see, and not with my heart.”
“Now, that you have awakened us from our slumber, we will always be near when you need us.”
“And while we are not doing the rescue the damsel in distress scenarios, I say let us walk through the worlds that we have not seen, and see what has come about since we have been in the great sleep.”
“I will be fine for now.”
“But you still don’t believe do you,” said the Panther.
“When you leave, I will think it was a dream.”
“This eye that you sit in front of and consume the images with your mind, is distorting your will power, is eating away at your life force and trapping your soul in distorted images that become like caverns in the astral plane that are no more than a prison. You are being fragmented inside as you continue to sit in front of this great eye. This eye is one of many eyes of the Nameless One, the Great Beast.”
“What you think of as entertainment is food for entities you cannot see but have built your world in their image so that you will be like sheep to the slaughter,” said the Panther.
“What must I do?”
“Protect yourself at all times, even when you sit in front of this great eye,” said the Bear.
“You must summon a door that will trap the energies and will stop other entities from coming through the eye. All creation is a frequency. This eye transmits many frequencies that break down human immune systems making them susceptible for parasites and other entities to attach themselves to their aura. You have no concept of how many people have had their spirit pulled from body because of frequency and they become housing for demonic forces. Many want to enter the human world but cannot on their own accord, so they find ways to ride human consciousness to achieve their goals.”
“There are many eyes that are upon you. And until you know the names of these things, you cannot separate it from your reality. Many things hide their true name behind symbols, behind other names that they use as branches so you do not know the root.”
“Are you not the eye of the Father,” said the Great Bear laughingly.
“I’m not sure what I am, or what I am suppose to do. My sense of self wavers back and forth. Some day I’m all there, other days, I feel like I’m just pieces scattered to the wind.”
“Thought creates,” said the Phoenix. “What you believe, you shall see, you shall reap. Keep in mind, things you will encounter, their first movement was not based in love but in Fear and they have allowed Fear to become self aware and have become it’s slave, and in turn, they seek others to enslave to feed them. So it sees its relationship with you as adversarial.”
With those words, the Great Bear, The Great Black Panther, and the Black Phoenix smiled at Michael and began shape shifting into human forms.
“What, how did you do that?”
“We are primal energies that take the form of whatever you place upon us. We are neither good or bad. We are what you need, what you create from us. Some of us have become trapped and distorted in the images of us you created and worshipped. We are Ancient, this is true, but our true form is so far buried in your subconscious that you will not witness nor understand our true form. This form is comfortable for you and for the worlds within you that we will journey in as you become the Wanderer.”
“And so it begins,” Michael said. “Thanks for everything. Safe journey!”
“Protect yourself from this eye. Many entities ride the frequency that it broadcast.”
“In my world, this eye is called a television. It serves a useful purpose.”
Michael stood, closed his eyes, and stretched out his arms in a welcoming gesture. He began to center his awareness and took in a deep breath. As his breathing became more focused, the three beings began to fade as Michael breathed them inside. How many more powers had he placed outside himself that must return?
He looked at the TV. It sat silent for now. “When you really open your eyes, what will I see, or what will I fall into? Then again, what will be looking back at me?”
He shuddered. Then he remembered, I summoned four directions and only three came. Where is the fourth direction?
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