10/25/07

My entries are now commonplace always proceeding with the familiar:

Standing on my familiar path that leads to my waterfall entry point. It had just rained and my feet were very muddy and cool, it was still warm out, more humid than I remember, probably from the recent rains. The air held the fragrance of renewal. I walked along this path to the small clearing where my waterfall and entry pool await. Jumping in, I make larger ripples than are already there. Taking a breath I flip over swimming down, down, down, head first through the narrow opening and on into the pool on the other side.

As I come to the surface I pause looking at the crystal-lined cavern, I saw several torches lining the cavern and immediately knew that Wascar had placed them there for me, to light my entry. After pulling myself out of the pool I walk to the cave opening and find Wascar in his usual location, sitting by his small campfire. Walking down the short path to the fire I thanked him for the torches. He said, “stop,” you must go cleanse yourself by smudging with the very pure/clear water in a bowel in the cave.

Placing an apple pie down on the path saying this is my gift for you. After smudging with the water, I returned to Wascar, he was eating the apple pie. Looking up he said you must cross this narrow bridge, which just happened to be over a very deep chasm. I said no problem since Jaguar has taken my fears this task does not bother me. After crossing, and immediately upon placing my foot on the other side Wascar was there in front of me waiting, looking a bit peeved that crossing the chasm wasn’t more of a challenge.
Turning, he motioned for me to follow and we walked down a long corridor toward a fire in a chamber at the end of the hall. As we approached the chamber, I noticed that there were shadows singing and dancing. At the chambers entrance, Wascar sat down and motioned for me to go inside.

Stepping into the room a man wearing white robes and long dark hair approached me. He handed me a very large leather bound book and told me to keep it, that it contains my lineage. Then my mother stepped forward from the crowd and told me she loves me and that I am a good son. She then faded back into the crowd and a young “warrior” came forward handing me a pipe, saying use this for ritual and ceremony. An old grandfather came forward next handing me a stick with a ravens skull attached saying, “you will need this medicine.”

After this no others came forward and I knew I should walk across the fire. The coals were warm and inviting but didn’t burn or hurt my feet as I walked across. On the other side of the fire I saw a golden goblet with encrusted rubies sitting in the center of a mesa. The chalice contained a dark green substance that I knew I should drink. The fluid was cool and somewhat bitter as I swallowed it. After I swallowed the last drop I respectfully placed the goblet back in the center of the mesa, and walked back across the fire. I paused momentarily taking in the essence of the ceremony in the room, then stepped back into the corridor to the waiting Wascar. We walked in silence back to his fire and the cavern entrance…