Feeling the need to blog about the newest level of development been experiencing of late.
Watched a movie last night, ”Waiting
for Superman” which is an excellent movie for this time of our planetary
evolution.
Has anyone else seen it? Really on point about how to solve
our educational crisis and many of our business
issues as well, as I blog on this country’s Birthday.
Anyway that bunny trail goes on for some time, I digress. I am flowing to express and not regress in
this moment. So, my feet have taken a beating in past years and now I am
finding that this alchemical process is healing them into a new expression. How
do I ascertain that? Well, if I use them for longer periods of time or overuse
them, they begin to burn. And, I do mean that most factually. Probably, just
like someone would feel if they were to walk on hot coals. Have adopted the
practice of icing them in order to be able to use them.
Also, after my sleep state cycle I woke up to experiencing
my eyes burning. I have had to ice them many times over the past few months in
order to ease the pain of overuse as well. I had lasik surgery years ago; my
bookworm habits had grown my eyes into needing coke bottle bottom lenses in
order to get to the bathroom. My Root Teacher: MSI had recommended to me to get
them done. And, when he shares wisdom with me I tend to heed his words and
follow his example.
This Alchemical Journey has been a royal pain. One that I am
growing into royal ease with more grace and less time; I pray, pray, pray.
This Great Work does require Great Patience and Great
Indurance. When I overdo using my cognitive practices, crystals form in my nose. Instead of the chemicals draining down my throat they mature and form another
structure in my nose. Isn’t that interesting??? I could put them in a baggy and
sell them on a cornerJ
Manufacturing my own Brain Cocaine!!! Or is that crack? Heroin would be the
liquid growing down my throat? With DMT mixed in??? O well, I never did any of
those state training experiences. A bit to my regret. I have been a tea tottler
in most recent years. And, was a wine drinker in the day. But then after my divorce
I do admit to taking a liking to Long Island Ice Teas and Trance Dancing - It tasted like tea! Jazz dancing at The Papillon.
So, If you see me picking my nose more often these days, my
crots have evolved, too! Tasty little boogers they are that’s a fact Jack.
I have spoken of the psychedelic scenes in previous posts.
When I step into those landscapes these days, it doesn’t weird me out so much.
Just another something weird and wonderful to get used to. Seeing Horses of a
Different Color is OK, when one learns they don’t jump out and bite you….at
least in this world. Be Here Now, takes on new meaning when one is able to
visit other ones.
Blessings Be,
Ashoka Aurora Ishaya
