The OA – EPISODE V coincidentally brought to surface an out of body experience I had through the medicine and healing accelerant ayahuascha some months ago. The post ‘THERE COMES A TIME’ was written adjacent to the sequence of events that ensued once I consumed my second cup in the first ceremony. A plethora of moments were observed and experienced simultaneously, a myriad of platforms materialized and fixed on my intuition, emotions and thoughts as these sensations made a patient of me as I surrendered to the intelligence of this psychoactive compound.
Moving between alternative realities, parallel dimensions and different fields of space-time, I was never far from ineffable splendour. I can recall it vividly, as though I am there at present. I entered the experience equipped with a calm, almost apprehensive aura, impassioned by accounts and expressive monologues by fellow dimensional travellers in relation to the nature of this psychotropic entheogen, and what awaits those who strap themselves in on this roller-coaster of introspection and self-realization. My objective was to learn, recollect encounters as coherently as possible and inner-stand these interactions employing the use of the higher mind. This proved to be relatively successful and the one I wish to disclose herein is what I have come to refer to as ‘THE MOVEMENTS’.
The ceremony was four travellers strong and supervised by Louie Love: a shaman who has undergone deep-work in indigenous environments, conscientiously experimenting with his intra-network systems in order to realise, remove, and restore himself. He was, and is, genuine, levelheaded and respectable in both, knowledge and practice. Love him I do.
As the ceremony progressed I meandered into a semi-conscious mode of being. I become more delicately attuned and aware in those dimensions of space-time without confined areas or noticeable limitations. Beside this, I became aware of a symbiotic trance I was experiencing which interlocked my psychological self with the unseen qualities of ‘loui Musikaaa’ [the music] that introduced new places and spaces as the two forces communicated. To put into layman terms, as the two met [the psyche and sound] and merged a new frontier came to fruition.
It wasn’t until the melody of Mama Gaia – The River Is Flowing was absorbed that THE MOVEMENTS revealed themselves to me.
The very instant this anthem started to play my prior surroundings disintegrated and I returned to the exotic darkness. The exotic darkness was essentially my starting/reset point, where I would return to, before and after I shifted into a different reality of time and space. This darkness was absorbing, compassionate and in many ways homely throughout the entire ceremony. As I reentered the exotic darkness I was transferred to a dimension of lush beauty consisting of magnificently large and bountiful trees, tributaries full of eloquence and a deep richness, hectares of forests and scenery DreamWorks would struggle to materialize through the use of CGI technology. I was alongside one of the three spirit animals who made themselves known to me in the ceremony, but this was not the first time I was to be in their company. The one who was with me at this time was Divine, a deific bird quite literally indescribable in its grandeur but on a narrower, much smaller scale, some form of eagle remarks glimpses and similarities with this spectacular being.
Before I continue, I encourage the reader to grasp the format and flow of consciousness. The numerous ways we communicate with/within ourselves via different vehicles relative to the dimensional parallels we navigate. In a nutshell – our diverse forms of existence in the physical form, the astral form, the energetic form, the emotional form, and the mental form to delineate the common un/charted terrains we collectively sojourn. It would be wise to acknowledge this as my accounts unfold.
As this experience developed I witnessed myself, decorated with body markings, tribal jewellery and piece clothing, spear fastened to thick rope around the top of my arm, a physique and posture fierce yet friendly in equal measure, performing coordinated, symmetrical movements, which resembled an ancient dance of sorts. It was aesthetically mesmeric, perfect with every extension of the body as though the instrument of the body itself was in the hands of a master carpenter.
Following that ceremony I intuited the MOVEMENTS to be a code of sorts which required deciphering in order to marvel not only at the signs revealed but also the insights contained within them. I moved with elegance, authority and a sense of command and duty so organic I can neither ignore nor forget. ‘The OA’ brought to light the impact and significance proportional, rhythmic movements possess, and the feats they can achieve when performed with precision, accuracy, determination and unyielding certainty of the power they purport. I mentally stammer as I am aware of “modern” scientific “breakthroughs” in the form of Cymatics and other vibrational phenomena, which study the transfiguration of natural organisms and objects through specific projected vibrations and frequency rearrangement.
I laugh helplessly as I struggle to fathom the capacity of our core, innate brilliance, and the ingenuity of our complex consciousness. Still, I enjoy dot to dot despite however large the canvas maybe.. Thank you for reading.
Be well my friend. Be mindful.
I AM Master. I am Able. I am Noble.