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| Dragon Mountain |
I am breaking my silence for today as I had an amazing
meditation this morning outside in the sun. It seems that the silence of my own
company is pushing me beyond.
I have disconnected from hubby for this week. It
is time for us grow in our own ways…and what has come of this silence is really
amazing for both of us.
Once this is uploaded, I am moving once more into the
silence of my heart. I cannot tell you how wonderful this silence is…it is
truly profound and wondrous.
This morning, I found myself
surrounded by nature spirits, divas, elementals, animal spirits and the
dragons, Venrida and Ba’shiba.
I asked them to help me clear the root that seemed to be
stuck to my left foot, creating the pain that started last night. We cut it and
cauterised both ends and then Ba’shiba said she had something to show me.
The next thing I knew we were flying through the sky, me
sitting on her neck. I noticed that flying beside us was hubby and his dragon.
I smiled when I saw him and we connected heart to heart during the flight. I
could feel the stump on the bottom of my foot throbbing. I noticed that hubby
had a tendrils hanging from either foot.
As we flew I asked what country we were passing over and was
told China…we were on our way to the dragon mountain in China. I was slightly
puzzled by this as I am not a dragon. Ba’shiba said that I had the dragon gene
gifted to me by my mother, who is a fire dragon.
We arrived at the mountain and hovered over it. It didn’t
seem like a dragon to me, but rather looked like a crocodile. Ba’shiba
mentioned that in the etheric 5th dimensional realm it is a
crocodile.
We touched down and hubby and I climbed off the dragons’
backs. They stood head bowed while we waited for something to happen. I could
feel the stump growing and sinking into the mountain like a taproot.
My feet suddenly started sinking into the mountain. It was a
strange feeling of slowly sinking through the mountain into a cavern where we
hung suspended. It took a while for my eyes to adjust. It was a huge cavern
filled with still water. The dragons flew ahead of us, us trailing behind. It
was great because I was flying on my own…loved the sensation.
We went through many tunnels of half filled with water and
caverns of still water, all interconnecting until we finally landed on a ledge
overhanging another pool of still water, which had an eerie bluey green glow to
it, as tendrils of steam came off it.
Ba’shiba said that this was the Pool of Truth. Were we ready
to dive into it? I stared into the pool and realised it was so deep I couldn’t
see the bottom. It was very clear and very very deep.
I turned to hubby and asked him what he thought. He
hesitated before saying he wasn’t sure. What if we drowned or weren’t really
ready? Ba’shiba answered by saying that even if we did die, it would be a
symbolic death of something old that we no longer need. The question once again
is are we ready to dive into it?
Hubby and I looked into each other’s eyes, our heart
connection growing until it encompassed both of us. We nodded and holding each
other jumped feet first into the pool.
It didn’t feel uncomfortable or anything like water. It wasn’t
hot or cold, it simply was. I realised my throat had closed off and my skin was
absorbing the ‘water’ into it. It seemed to be taking the oxygen or something
from the water before expelling it. The walls of the pool were made of a
reddy/brown rock covered in greenish/blue algae.
I realised that the dragons had joined us in the pool and
were indicating that we should go down. We followed them, swimming way down to
the bottom, which seemed to go on forever until we saw in the distance a speck
of light.
We surfaced into another pool with high steep cavernous
sides, except that this pool was outside. Seated on the ledges all the way up
the steep sides were dragons of all shapes and sizes and the most amazing
colours…some I’ve never seen before.
When they saw us, they trumpeted a welcome, which resonated
in a tingle through my body. The next thing I knew we were once again on the
dragons’ backs flying over a thick jungle. I once again asked where we were
going and was told to visit the ‘grand old lizard’.
Hmm…
As we flew over the jungle we passed over the odd clearing
here and there. In the clearings were small fires burning something that smelt
like incense. Ba’shiba explained that the essence of trees willing to sacrifice
themselves for this, were permeating the landscape and would enter our noses
and olfactory organs which would create a resonating change within our brain.
This was being done for us. My feelings of gratitude to
those trees was overwhelmingly strong, as was the reaction from my senses from
the essences smell hit them. It seemed to open something up in the top half of
my head. Not sure what.
After a long flight I could see the place we were heading in
the distance. As we drew closer I could hear a baby crying. I ignored it,
thinking it was outside of myself. It persisted and grew louder until I
realised it was my inner child crying in fright.
When I acknowledged this ‘she’ seemed to appear from
nowhere. I took her in my arms and held her tight sending her love to calm her
down. I glanced over to hubby on Venrida’s
back to see that he was dealing with his inner child too. I had the feeling that
I should suckle my child…which I did…and the beautiful energy flowing from my
breast to her was overwhelmingly loving and tender. She quietened down and
eventually fell asleep.
I looked over at hubby and grinned when I saw he was doing
the same to his child. Now it might seem odd that a ‘man’ is suckling a child,
but we must remember that each of us has a feminine aspect, whether we have
incarnated as male or female. It was this side of him that was tenderly
nourishing his inner child.
We flew over the ‘grand old lizard’ and settled on the
ground in front of his face. Ba’shiba said he was very very old, so old he
hardly ever moved, he simply slept most of the time, but he was very very wise.
The wisest of all the reptiles.
Hubby and I stood on the ground holding our sleeping
children, the dragons on either side of us, waiting for something to happen.
One eye slowly opened. It was then that I realised that the
lizard wasn’t actually a lizard as such…but a chameleon. Only one eye opened
and rotated to look at us. It was a glowing amber that seemed to bathe us in an
amber glow.
We simply stood soaking in the glow. I vaguely heard my cat
meowing in the distance. It grew louder and more persistent. It was then that I
realised she was asking to be part of this. I held my hand out to her and our
other cat and they both appeared in our arms. I looked around and realised that
both our house and garden had appeared too. It seems everyone wanted in on the
action.
Suddenly the chameleon moved lightning fast and its long
tongue shot out and grabbed something and was eating it before I could even
blink. I must admit I got a fright and looked around wondering who it had
eaten.
It was then that I realised that the amber glow had pulled
out little black things that looked like midges or flies from everything that
was bathed in the glow and it had collected above our head in a mass. It was
this that the chameleon had eaten. Again and again as the black things left our
house, garden, our cats, ourselves and our children and the dragons, the
chameleon’s tongue shot out and grabbed the mass of black that was above our
head…until there was no more.
He then shut his eye and went back to sleep…and that was
that.
We climbed on the dragons’ backs, children and cats in tow.
I asked Ba’shiba if we needed to take the house and garden and she said that
they were okay and would find their way back without our help.
And so we went back the way we came until I landed back in
my seat on the chair outside.
From what I understand that stump that I still have is part
of a taproot that I used to sink into 3D Mother Earth to ground myself. It is
now up to me where I choose to tap into.
A really amazing meditation and one I shall not forget.
I didn’t know if there really is a dragon mountain in China
or what the symbolism of a crocodile or chameleon is, so I looked it up.
And now I retreat once more.
Much love to all.
Sorry...forgot to say that if anyone has connected with their dragon and feel they are ready to visit these places...ask your dragon to take you.
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