Traveling the Chakra Sea, My Own Personal Journey
Recently I received some Energy Work and had a spontaneous shamanic journey during the work. I was in a paddle-less canoe gliding effortlessly through still waters. A guide, in the form of a silent, skeletal being accompanied me. I noticed that the surrounding sea was green but up ahead the color was changing to fiery orange. I realized I was traveling in my own personal Chakra Sea! As we moved into the orange sea I saw a red area beyond resembling thick slow moving lava. It appeared to be moving but really wasn't because numerous traumatic experiences, represented as foreign objects, were caught in it. It was as if the red area was a traumatic repository zone. A storehouse of difficult experiences. A place where post traumatic stress had settled in and put down roots. A person with a perfectly healthy nervous system would have been able to process the material, defuse the charges and smoothly move the residuals out. Yet, here, all the memories sat like statues in a museum, each one sitting so very still on its own stone cold plinth. Each statue displaying its story in an ongoing repetitive loop, as if the story was still fresh. But, these particular stories were old stories and old wounds and old pains all stiffly stuck in the sludge unable to dislodge.
I began collecting the stuck pieces placing them in a cauldron. When I had them all we resumed canoeing through the water. The guide became a different guide, though still a skeleton. The water became blue to the east and green to the west. We took the boat to shore. I got out and started moving the pieces out of the cauldron onto the sand. Each piece transformed into porous charcoal and the gentle ocean waves began to penetrate them, slowly dissolving them. "Each piece is for a person in my life and the mistakes they made against me. I forgive them all their mistakes. The last one, the largest one, holds my mistakes against myself and others. I forgive myself". I was surprised how easy it was to forgive, unlike in waking life. My grudges were a distant memory. My usual armor had softened. Forgiving seemed effortless in this special place.
I took some of the wet charcoal dust onto my hands and rubbed it on my face. I got back in the boat and we began traveling the Chakra Sea again. Curiously there was no yellow zone. I canoed through the blue, green, orange and red, quietly experiencing the vibrational differences inherent to each one. I was surprised to see that beyond the red zone was a black zone. Diving from the boat I entered it, swimming down deeply. This velvety black zone was fertile and rich with wisdom. I saw one of my Power Animals. She stared at me as I stared at her. Through her eyes, she sent a transmission. I didn't understand the content so she sent the thought "it is for the future". I thanked her and we parted. I swam up through the black water and the black charcoal washed off of me. I swam back through the color zones, this time with yellow back in its place. Each zone contained a message and an affirmation. I moved into the blue zone and saw purple in the distance. But I knew today was not the day to swim into the purple zone or any beyond. I began the return to my waking reality.
When I was fully back I felt I had returned from an enormous distance. At that moment I would have been happy to never again hold a grudge. At that moment I would have been happy to never again put on another stitch of armor. It was a relief to be free of all of that for as long as I could sustain it.
In the days after the Energy Work, I felt more integrated, less quick to judge and much more easy going. I was grateful for this experience, grateful for the opportunity to heal and grow in such a meaningful manner.
© Sharon A. Kane
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