A Shamanic Journey: The Reappearance of the Serpent
It seems like I'm never far away from my serpent friends and guides. And they have never left me...
I've been working with a shaman for about two months now, journeying into other worlds to retrieve different lost soul pieces. I had a dream a few weeks ago about being deep in the jungle of the Amazon in Brazil. We were wading through the river, and then there was a boat that everyone was getting onto. I was the last one in line to get on, and I felt a sort of foreboding, as if there was danger nearby. I sensed it was behind me and beneath me. I looked down into the clear, dark water and I saw the heads of two anacondas. I knew I was about to be ambushed–as this is how they hunt, they wait for their moment, hidden and then jump to strike. I told the person ahead of me that they needed to hurry and get on. Then one of the snakes leaped out of the water, coiled around me and dragged me under.
I woke up.
Later that week, I had an appointment with my "Shaman Lady," Deborah Gilbert, and told her about my dream. It seemed significant that I had this dream a few days before seeing her again. On that evening, we both journeyed back to the Amazon where the snakes spoke to both of us. When Deborah was about to enter their world she said she saw two serpents of fire begin to coil around each other and create the sign of kundalini. She stepped into this world through this fiery serpent gateway (another interesting point: my maiden name Seraphine, comes from the word "seraph," which means "fiery serpent").
They told Deborah they were my allies and they had come to protect me and give me a message. They told her that I need to pay attention to the weather, as in a parallel life I was a shaman who called the rains, wind and kept balance in the atmosphere. They wanted to help me remember and retrieve those powers again. The snakes took her down into an underwater cave where a piece of my soul had been held, perhaps by its own fear. This piece was reintegrated into my body that night.
When I journeyed to the serpents they told me I was a long lost lover and that they had grieved for me. They wanted to tell me I was loved and that they were protecting me.
I've had three profound sessions with Deborah, journeying into mysterious, dark realms. It has been a few weeks since this session and I'm feeling drawn to continue the saga. To see where the adventure leads me...more to come.
I've been working with a shaman for about two months now, journeying into other worlds to retrieve different lost soul pieces. I had a dream a few weeks ago about being deep in the jungle of the Amazon in Brazil. We were wading through the river, and then there was a boat that everyone was getting onto. I was the last one in line to get on, and I felt a sort of foreboding, as if there was danger nearby. I sensed it was behind me and beneath me. I looked down into the clear, dark water and I saw the heads of two anacondas. I knew I was about to be ambushed–as this is how they hunt, they wait for their moment, hidden and then jump to strike. I told the person ahead of me that they needed to hurry and get on. Then one of the snakes leaped out of the water, coiled around me and dragged me under.
I woke up.
Later that week, I had an appointment with my "Shaman Lady," Deborah Gilbert, and told her about my dream. It seemed significant that I had this dream a few days before seeing her again. On that evening, we both journeyed back to the Amazon where the snakes spoke to both of us. When Deborah was about to enter their world she said she saw two serpents of fire begin to coil around each other and create the sign of kundalini. She stepped into this world through this fiery serpent gateway (another interesting point: my maiden name Seraphine, comes from the word "seraph," which means "fiery serpent").
They told Deborah they were my allies and they had come to protect me and give me a message. They told her that I need to pay attention to the weather, as in a parallel life I was a shaman who called the rains, wind and kept balance in the atmosphere. They wanted to help me remember and retrieve those powers again. The snakes took her down into an underwater cave where a piece of my soul had been held, perhaps by its own fear. This piece was reintegrated into my body that night.
When I journeyed to the serpents they told me I was a long lost lover and that they had grieved for me. They wanted to tell me I was loved and that they were protecting me.
I've had three profound sessions with Deborah, journeying into mysterious, dark realms. It has been a few weeks since this session and I'm feeling drawn to continue the saga. To see where the adventure leads me...more to come.
