The Gatekeeper

The next day I determined upon reflection that I was doing exactly what was needed. I did not go through the portal, but helped keep it open, and that was what gatekeepers do, keep the space open or close spaces that should not be open. They do not go through them.

At a recent week long Dream Teacher Training with Robert Moss on the East Coast, I kept noticing an ongoing theme. I got there early to the seaside villa where we were all staying and I was making myself at home when I heard an inner prompting telling me to go to the front door. I did, and found a knock at the door and standing before me was Robert Moss pronouncing me as the “Gatekeeper” ! This theme has continued with me over the past 2 weeks, and it seems a path I am now learning to traverse.

My roommate showed up late to the training, and since I only had one set of keys to our room, I had unlock our door to let her in. I once again found myself in the service of being a gatekeeper. After we adjourned from our first nights session, I had the opportunity to reflect on the gatekeeper and what that might be trying to tell me.

I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth and began to notice the lights were turning on and off, and then the sink began to look as though it were moving. I quickly removed myself from the space telling my roommate, there was something weird going on in that bathroom! She finished getting ready for bed and closed the bathroom door and it was then I noticed the bathroom door was now locked and it had a bolt lock that could only be locked from the inside.

We were beginning to feel as though there were some poltergeist activity going on in our room. We finally got into bed and were discussing what the dream intention would be for the nights dreaming. I decided mine would be “What does it mean to be a gatekeeper?” I glanced up at the picture on the wall in front of me, and noticed it was a picture of a door on a barn, another portal! It was too much, I decided it was time for bed and so I laid down to sleep. As I lay there with eyes closed, I immediately saw the image of an open portal of green light which had infinite kalpas of swirling Buddhas. The portal was in front of the locked bathroom door which had exhibited the poltergeist activity earlier.

Previously in the evening, a ceremony by my two older brothers had been performed for the release of my fathers ashes over his childhood playground at the Garden of the Gods in Colorado. I was now seeing the portal which was open for my father to cross over. I felt like there was something I needed to do to help him, but I was afraid, and I was feeling the energy of the portal and a pull on my spine as though something was trying to pull me through it. I did not want to go through this portal and kept saying “I am not ready”.

My teacher Robert Moss appeared in my dream and I asked him to help me because I was not ready to go through this portal. He told me that I was at a teacher training and that I would have to do it myself. I said thanks alot! I kept feeling afraid to do anything.
I felt bad that I was not able to go through the portal, or assist whatever was trying to go through.

The next day I determined upon reflection that I was doing exactly what was needed. I did not go through the portal, but helped keep it open, and that was what gatekeepers do, keep the space open or close spaces that should not be open. They do not go through them.

The next day upon reflection, I determined what was needed from me was for me to chant for my fathers passage as part of my Buddhist practice. I decided to meditate and chant as I entered the portal and I could feel my fathers energy move through the portal until finally reaching the other side where his parents and brothers and sisters where waiting who had already crossed over. Everyone was so glad to be reunited. I was glad to see everyone there too, but I was only there on a day pass and it was time for me to return home, back through the portal.

Dream Pathway
The Gatekeeper
May our doors and gates and paths be open,
and may the doors and  gates and paths between the worlds,
and may the doors and gates and paths of any who wish
to do us or those we love any harm be closed.
May it be so.

The Call of Quetzalcoatl and Dancing with the Moon

The Temple of Quetzalcoatl

By Valley Reed

Quetzalcoatl Petroglyph at Hueco Tanks

In the Fall of 2007 , I was given the news that my Father has cancer.  He had stage four lung cancer with a large inoperable tumor, and he is 83 years old.  Death is inevitable for each of us, and so the news of my father’s illness brought me closer to the portal of death. It also brought  a pain so deep within me I was doubled over as if a knife were piercing my soul.  I was feeling pulled deeper into the darkness and pain of these events as if my soul were being pulled down into the underworld.  My father had recently given all of his things away and moved in with his Sister in El Paso, Texas.  The borderlands, El Paso means “the Pass” and these are lands where the ancient Aztec territory had once reached and ancient petroglyphs of Quetzalcoatl can still be found in the Hueco Tanks area.  One night I surrendered to the pull that I felt in my soul, and I said a prayer for a dream for my fathers’ protection and healing. In response to my prayer, I had this dream;

The Call of Quetzalcoatl

I see an Aztec Mandala as  a large circular structure built with Aztec Codex tiles.  Each tile is connected to a person’s life and there is a tile for each individual soul.  I see a spirit presence there who is the guardian of this place, which is a portal to cross into the other world.  The first panel I was shown is connected to me and my life.  I stepped on the panel with my awareness, and it lit up with golden light and the God Quetzalcoatl, the flying serpent came to life and flew away. Then this gatekeeper guardian spirit told me he was directing my father’s death.  He told me my father would be going into the underworld when he passes.

I see a friend with me in my dream and she stays on the perimeter of the circular space that makes up this portal.  She is talking with this spirit and he gives her a very large ruby that he takes out of the side of the earth that is the wall of the perimeter.  It seems to be some kind of cave maybe or part of a temple or a pyramid.  Another part of my dream is showing me another layer where the Aztec Codex tiles are floating up in space like an Aztec temple but on the etheric realm.  The spirit offers a simple bowl and sets it on a tile and the bowl flips over to the other side and it disappears immediately. This is a place where offerings are made to the ancestors or spirit realm.  I am given the information that if I put my hand on one of those tiles it would disappear just like the bowl.  Instead I take out some Milagros which means “miracles” they are small metal medallions in different forms such as a hand or head or a house offered as prayers of healing and protection. The Milagro prayers are received, but they don’t disappear. It shows me the importance of making offerings of prayers in Milagros or tobacco or sage to be received in the spirit realm.  The prayers for assistance offers an opportunity for the ancestral spirits to be of service from the other side. – End of Dream

I shared this dream with my friend who had appeared in my dream. She has Mayan Ancestry and speaks Spanish and I told her I felt I needed to go to the Pyramids in Mexico and make prayer offerings for healing.  I asked if she would accompany me as my translator since I did not speak Spanish and also since she was one of the people in my dream with me. The next day, we were flying to meet in Mexico City on a quest to the Pyramids in Teotihuacan to explore my dream healing ceremony. We stayed very near the Pyramids where there was a small village, my friend felt she wanted to explore the village nearby that evening in search of a Toltec Elder who might know how we could participate in the annual ceremony of the Aztec Moon Dance.  She asked several people in the village if they knew anyone who might help, and finally we were directed to a house where a Toltec Medicine Man lived. We knocked on the door and spoke with a delightful young woman, a cousin who explained he was not there but he could give us a tour of the pyramids in the morning if we came back then.  She also explained we would not be able to participate in the Aztec Moon Dance without a written letter of referral, which had to be submitted in advance.  She let us know the Moon Dance would be taking place the next day in Mexico City.  We left and returned to our hotel for the evening with a plan to return in the morning. It did not look promising for us to participate in the Moon Dance from what this woman had told us, but I left it up to spirit to decide.  My sights were set on doing ceremony and making offerings to the ancestors in the territory I believed I had seen in my dream, the Pyramids of the Sun and the Moon and the Temple of Quetzalcoatl in Teotihuacan.

Before retiring for the night, I realized we were actually sleeping on sacred grounds with ruins on the property located walking distance to the Pyramids. I made the intention for a dream of assistance for the quest we would embark on the next day. My dreaming was difficult and disrupted, I awoke in the middle of the night with a feeling that chilled me to the bone.  It was as cold as death in our room and I could not get warm no matter how many blankets I piled on me.  I looked at my companion and she slept peacefully without any signs of discomfort.

Over breakfast the next morning, I described my lack of sleep and dreams to my friend and we determined she would go and seek out the Medicine Man we believed lived in the nearby village while I waited at the hotel. She would then bring him to the hotel for me to meet him and I could tell him my dream. She returned with his wife who spoke some English and I told her with the help of my translator of the dream of Quetzalcoatl that had brought me before her.  I spoke of the need to offer prayers for my father.  She understood immediately and went to retrieve her husband. Upon our meeting I felt as though my dream was opening up and I was falling back into my dream.  I recognized the man standing before me as the guardian spirit I had seen in my dream. This Medicine Man is the keeper of the Staff of Quetzalcoatl and the guardian of this sacred place for his people. He offered to do ceremony at the pyramids with us and asked us both to accompany him and his wife as his guests to participate in the Moon Dance in Mexico City later that day.

Avenue of the Dead and Pyramid of the Moon

Before we entered the sacred grounds of the pyramids, the Medicine Man and his wife offered me colorful stones as offerings of healing for my father and myself. They explained to me that it was through my own healing that these healing energies would be made available to my family. They also gave my traveling companion a stone that was the color of a red ruby, we both looked at one another with a knowing grin understanding this was actualizing a part of the dream. We were on the path of my dream and together we went to the pyramids and offered prayers with traditional Copal and also Sage which I had brought and offered out of respect and gratitude. It is the traditional way as I had been taught in my past years of study practicing ceremony with my teacher, a Lakota Sioux Medicine Man known as Ten Bears.  The teacher before me now was an Aztec Medicine Man and he was young as was his wife, and they had nothing but smiles and concern for my well being on my healing journey with them.

We offered the prayers without the flame to burn the sacred herbs as the traditional ceremony would be done. The four of us stood in each of the four directions offering prayers in Nagual the language of the Toltec people.  It was sad for me to see the indigenous peoples living in this area on the land of their ancestors forbidden by the government to practice their rituals with an open fire and so the ceremony we did was without flame. After we made prayers, we went to the temple of Quetzalcoatl to open a portal of healing energy. We climbed the steps of the temple in a zig zag serpentine fashion to connect with the energy of the feathered serpent. When we reached the top, the guardian of this portal spoke the sacred prayers and told us to concentrate our energy and open up to the power of Quetzalcoatl. We stood looking down on the ancient carved  serpents that covered the temple holding our hands out over the temple breathing in the energy. I could see in my minds eye a V shaped opening occur where golden light poured fourth and then two giant golden serpent eyes were staring back at me. The energy of the feathered serpent had been released and it had made contact with me.  I could still feel the energy coursing through my body as we made our way down the many steps of the temple back toward the earth in a serpentine direction.

Keeper of the staff of Quetzalcoatl

Our next destination would be the underground ruins of the Jaguar Palace. I followed my guide as he lead me to the ancient ruins and found myself in the territory of my dream.  Inside the underground palace, we were led to a location that had once been a waterfall. It was obvious where the water had once run down where the sides of the earth where smooth. I was directed to  stand underneath it, as if the water were flowing today. I leaned my face and body up against the earthen wall under the barren water fall, and I could imagine the once plentiful waters flowing over me washing away all of the wounds of my past. I stood taking in this energy for a long time until I felt my spirit replenished, the water was long gone, but the healing energies of it remained and I was grateful to be in this amazing place. We then went deeper inside the underground ruins known as the Jaguar Palace and I was shown what seemed to be a covering over some kind of opening. When the covering was removed it revealed a dark hole that went deep down inside the earth. My guide pointed down into it as if he wanted me to enter this portal. I looked at him like he was crazy and exclaimed, I am not going inside that! It was so deep and dark you could not see the end! He laughed and had me place my hands hovering over the opening and told me to draw the energy of Mother Earth up into my hands and through my being. I stood positioned over what was an ancient well that lead deep inside the earth and drew from the healing energy of Mother Earth.

Moon Dancers

I was feeling lighter with each step along the way of our journey and now it was time for us to travel to Mexico City. My companion and I had decided we would accompany our Medicine guides to participate in the Ancient ceremony of the Aztec Moon Dance as their guests. I was profoundly grateful to them for their generous spirit, and all the love and support they had shown me and my friend. It was here in the Moon Dance Ceremony that I was able to make my prayer offerings for my father. I had brought the Milagros with me, and put the stones that I had been given in a small bag that I carried with me. I danced with the bag during the ceremony, and I was amazed at all of the colorful costumes and the many different people from across the region who arrived for the dance. The Medicine Man and his wife who accompanied us, wore the costume of the black jaguar while his wife was dressed in the beautiful flowing colors of water. I did not come prepared with a costume for the dance, however my friend provided me with a headdress of colorful parrot feathers that she and I wore during the dance. The dance began around 2:00 in the afternoon and it went on until the Sun was down around 8:00 we danced the entire time without taking a break on concrete in the middle of the busy square in Mexico City. There were different Aztec tribes there from across the region and well over 50 dancers who participated. I was accepted as one of the tribe as if I had been there my whole life without hesitation or question. The Moon Dance was so hypnotic and yet I felt so completely alive with the sounds and smells and the movement of the dance.  I thought my body would collapse in the  waning hours of the dance.  I could feel the energy of the dance take over and I was no longer one person struggling against the difficulty of my physical challenges but surrendered to the dance and became one with the movement of a whole community. The energy of us dancing together as one took me and lifted my exhaustion away. I felt lifted ever higher by the energy of this Sacred Moon Dance and I knew my dance was a prayer that was offered to the ancestors of this sacred place.

When the final words of the closing ceremony had been spoken, we all gathered in the square to join in a sumptuous meal of chicken mole, beans and rice with even a shot of Agave Tequila to take the edge off tired muscles. The night wore on as it was getting late and I was ready to return to my hotel to rest and asked our guides to please escort us back home. They had other plans however the ceremony and the night was not yet over! They insisted that we accompany them back to their village to join in a small group of people to do a temascales purification sweat ceremony. They insisted this was a crucial part of the day of ceremony. They had both shown such tremendous concern for my well being all along the way in the course of our journey always checking in to see how I was feeling, and if they insisted on this final step I had to trust them. We arrived at the temascales where the rocks to heat the lodge had already been well heated in a ceremonial fire and everything was prepared. I was given a simple white cotton gown to wear in the lodge. Special herbs were burned over the hot rocks and then poured with water to release the steam.  In the lodge we sang songs and prayed deep in the night and into the early morning.  Several of those who shared the sweat lodge with me that night kept complaining about it being cold inside the lodge. The Medicine Man whom I had come to love and trust, let everyone know the reason they felt cold was because they were experiencing the trauma they held in their body. This rang a bell for me, that must have been what I experienced in my dreaming the night before when I woke up freezing and was unable to get warm.  The Medicine Man checked with me to see if I was cold, I shook my head no.  He gave me a warm and knowing smile shaking is head in agreement. The healing was complete.  Now I knew I had received healing through the day of ceremony and ritual.  I was the only one in the lodge who was not cold.

We then finished the healing lodge and prepared to leave.  I gave a donation for the services of creating the space for the lodge and I offered my faithful guides money for the healing I had received. They thoughtfully declined, knowing I was called to them by the dream and through spirit, and it was their honor to be of service. These were indeed people of beauty and faith and love and integrity. They had helped me find the miracles I came searching to find. Now I could take this energy home with me and share it with my loved ones. It was hard to say goodbye to these special people that the dream had answered in response to my prayer but I knew this was a place and a people to whom I would someday return.

My father later died peacefully surrounded by family and I feel strongly that through the dreams and ceremony and sacred dance and prayers offered a pathway that was prepared for him to travel into the afterlife.  The day he passed my daughter had this beautiful dream of his death.

The Butterfly Tree

 

The Butterfly Tree

I see an old two story house with a front porch and grandpa is sitting on the porch in a rocking chair. The family is gathered around and everyone is coming up to speak with him and tell him goodbye. My mom and I go and speak with him and say our goodbyes.  We see a butterfly land on his shoulder and then he dies.  A tree in the backyard holds many butterflies who now flow around him, as they do he begins to transform from his older self to his younger self of about 40 years old.  He looks happy and peaceful. End of Dream

There are stories about butterflies in Mexico that the return of the butterflies each year during the migration are the souls of departed ancestors coming to visit. The Butterfly Tree is a migration of the soul and the end of the journey we call life.

 

The Power Chakra – the Palace of Many Jewels.

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In Kundalini Yoga,the progression is to raise the Kundalini energy coiled in the root chakra up through the seven Chakras toward the crown Chakra. In these intensified focused classes, each one is devoted to working with a different chakra following this progression. In this class, we entered the 3rd chakra and practiced chanting, fire breathing & yoga positions to raise the energy into the third chakra. I found difficulty at first penetrating into the energy there. I saw a protective ring of fire surrounding the third chakra that did not allow me to enter. I focused my awareness on the fire and put my intention there and the fire change from a closed circle to an open V shape, like wings, which created an opening for me to enter. The fire then transformed into a Phoenix, and I could see the face of the Phoenix had become a heart shaped portal and inside I could see the enchanting faces of Shatki and Shiva beckoning me to join them. I was feeling shy and did not go through the portal to join them, my attention was drawn to enter the palace of many jewels, the third chakra. I then saw my 3rd chakra energy change into a green lotus that reached down into the spinal cord, it then changed into a bright blue and once again I saw the phoenix as a blue bird flying toward the Palace of Jewels.

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My initial entry, was through a cave of emerald that I knew to be the cave of the Emerald Buddah. I felt this was not the right place and so I waited until an Egyptian Sphynx Woman appeared and the cave became the color of Lapis Lazuli. She lead me through the cave until we came to a wall. I could see it was very dark as I approached and there was a wall made of a shiny black material like onyx and I could see my reflection looking back at me in the wall. This was the place in my life where I had lost my power, and my guide was there to help me, she whispered in my ear gently guiding me, while giving me confidence and gaining my trust. I was at a loss as to what to do about the wall, it was thick and solid, I turned to my guide with a look “what now?” She raised a hand and the wall became nothing but smoke. It completely disappeared, and there hiding in the shadows were childhood figures of me as an infant and my three older siblings. It was behind this wall where the family secrets where hidden, and next to the shadow childhood figures, hovering in complete darkness was the energy of my mother, although I could not see her, I could feel her, and I embraced her and gave her my complete forgiveness.

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I now realized that my sphinx guide had wings, and that she was ready to fly! I took off riding on her back and she flew me to the top of the palace where artists painted beautiful frescos into the dome topped roof. The colors they used to paint where made from ground up jewels of lapis lazuli, emerald, and ruby. The frescos painted on the dome where depicting history, and we flew circling around the dome absorbing what one could learn from the artistic vision. There on an adjacent wall, reaching up the ceiling, was a library of sacred books that required ladders to reach the upper shelves. This was a place of ancient learning and sacred texts. Then suddenly the sphinx and I, flew through the top of the palace and changed into a blue beam of light that shone into the heavens never ending. I was aware that part of me was traveling this beam of light upward into infinity while another part of me was inside the palace still. I rejoined my awareness into the palace of jewels and saw there was preparation taking place for a sacred ceremony. I was being bathed and massaged and perfumed as purification before the ceremony by a host of attendants. I was then escorted and laid down on a platform and given a drink. I looked at my face and I was a beautiful man, with cocoa colored skin, tall and thin with a long narrow face. I was about to undergo a dream ceremony in the palace of many jewels.

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Awakening The Primordial Fire

The Primordial Fire

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Feb. 9, 2008

I am beginning a kundalini yoga class, and we are learning fire breathing in the first class. After going through the breathing and asanas and chants, we do a relaxing meditation where I had this vision. I see myself on fire with my arms outstretched. My whole being is on fire, and I am enveloped in a leaf and am floating down a river. My life is an offering, a give away.

I see my burning body cradled in a leaf floating down the river, and then a spirit emerges from the fire. The spirit calls himself the primordial spirit of mankind, he is everlasting inextinguishable and exists within all of mankind. The spirit shows me how to take the things in myself that I want to let go of. I take my fear and doubt and put it in the fire, and as I do, I see the fire burn into a deeper place in myself. I am going deeper. I take more of the fear and doubt and place it in the fire. The primordial spirit is assisting me in this ceremony and helping me to go deeper. I see that we have reached a depth in my being where I can see my bloodlines. We have reached the level of the ancestors now.

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Feb. 16 Kundalini Yoga – Root Chakra

In this class we continue the fire breath, and practice asanas and chants related to the root chakra. The Chakra opens up the earth energy, and we do a difficult asana that pushes the energy of the root chakra up to the third eye that is placed on the ground.

When I try this pose, I have an experience of seeing the earth separate from the sky with a flash of golden light and I can see the shadows of the ancestors standing on the horizon in between the fabric of space and time.

During the relaxation meditation, I have the experience of feeling my body arching backwards and floating upwards. I am intrigued by this motion I am experiencing and so I go with it and find myself in a vision of my body draped across the planet earth relaxed and completely open. The earth spins in its orbit and my body is large like the earth. I become concerned about being expanded in space like this, and so I return to my root chakra and find myself entering a cave where a ceremony is about to begin. I see my face as I enter the cave and I am a man, my face is painted with a red ochre. I sit in a circle of men and there are many of us in the cave. There is a cenote in the center of the cave and it has bones near the edge. This is the burial place of the ancestors and a portal to contact the ancestors. There is a Medicine Man who is leading the ceremony and he smudges everyone with copal, and then passes out a sacred herb, ayahuaska that everyone will take together to journey in the spirit realm. We focus on the cenote, the portal to the other side for a vision. The Ancestral spirit appears surrounded with golden light and is dancing on the edge of the portal. Then the spirits of the Woolly Mammoth, and the Sabor Tooth Tiger appear in the surface of the water. These are the animals that the tribe will hunt, and animal spirits will assist the tribe and show them where to find the animals.

Now I find myself suddenly on the surface of the earth, and I am running through the jungle, I am a man, a hunter, and I am hunting a black jaguar. I look different than the man in the cave, I am alone stalking this big cat through the jungle. It is a worthy adversary, and I hold it with great respect. I am hunting the jaguar to protect my village, and to earn the respect of my tribe as a powerful leader. In hunting the jaguar, the spirit of the animal becomes my power.

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