04/14/08

As I enter, I find myself standing on my familiar path. Tonight I pause to take in the sights and sounds of the jungle forest, noticing the vibrant scents, the magnificent bird song, the calming of the breeze from the trade winds. The earthen path is cool and soft under my feet as I slowly walk toward my waterfall. As I approach the pools edge the breeze carries some of the falls mist gently caressing my cheek. Tonight I eagerly jump into the water, and taking one last breath, I flip over and swim down, down, down, through the narrow midway point and on up to the surface on the other side. As I surface on the other side I find myself standing with Wascar he greets me with a warm embrace and instantly we are in a room of multicolored fire / light. The fire and light have converged into one unique entity that is the same yet different that either individually.

As I gaze into the flames intently I realize that the word “trust” is dancing and playing on the flames and beams of light. While I am watching the colorful show the scene changes to my secluded “secret” beach on Kauai’s north shore. I am sitting there meditating in solitude as I have done so often. After some peaceful time passes the crashing waves carry a talking stick to my feet. Empathically asking the purpose of the stick, I am told that it contains my wisdom, especially my wisdom to teach. Picking up the talking stick, I find myself in a room with a large fire place.

Placing some sage into the fire and the flames shot a beam of brilliant white light out of the chimney and back down in the room bathing the whole scene in its brilliance and then the light settles into the talking stick in my hand. As the light dies down I find myself with Wascar saying aloha and returning.

04/14/08

Lying back in a field of tall grass I gaze up at the intensity of the pure blue sky, I can hear the beautiful birdsong, and feel a gentle breeze gently caress my body as I lay there. Suddenly I notice millions of small whitish translucent particles jet across the sky. Staring even more intently at the mesmerizing show before me, I suddenly find myself in a mobile home in the mountains. I am surrounded by friends in this small abode; everyone is enjoying the sense of accomplishment and family. My phone begins vibrating and not wanting to interrupt the mood, I push the silence button. Immediately it begins to vibrate again, so I repeat the process. Once again my phone begins vibrating, this time I attempt to discreetly pull my phone out to see who is being so persistent. The caller ID screen is repeating “unavailable and out of area.” Lifting the screen just enough to hang up, I place the phone back into my pocket. Immediately the caller attempts again, this time I excuse myself and step outside into the fresh, crisp and welcoming night time air. Answering the phone I say “why do you keep bothering me” before the caller has any chance of saying a word. After a momentary silence my (dead) mom says hi Robert, I’ve been trying to get your attention and nothing else has worked. Stunned I say “momma, I really miss you” she says yes I know, but now I am not sick anymore. I tell her that I know and that I am happy for that. She says, you have my permission to stop and do whatever it takes to heal, you have a lot of work to complete and it’s time begin. Bobbie, I love you.” With that the line went dead leaving a dial tone in the silence of the night. Standing there alone I cried wanting to be held by my future love ever so tightly…

04/07/08

As I enter, I find myself standing on my familiar path, I noticed the wonderful bird song, the inland breeze from the trade winds was warm, and the air held a magnetic peacefulness that was captivating. Eagerly jump into the water, and taking one last breath, I flip over and swim down, down, down, through the narrow midway point and on up to the surface on the other side.

Pulling myself out of the pool, I notice that I am glowing, pulsating a brilliant white and golden light. Wascar was standing at the mouth of the cavern and he was luminescent as well. Embracing, we walk into a rainbow and experience the “bringing together of light” Stepping out of the rainbow, we enter a chamber where my guides were standing around a chest, stepping closer they “present” me with the chest, I open the chest. Together we gaze into the chest and a brilliant multi colored light shoots out. As we become used to its brilliance we both experience the harmony and beauty of the rainbows light converging into pure white. Ezekiel says that after this final storm we have the opportunity to experience convergence once again…

03/24/08

As I enter, I find myself standing on my familiar path, I noticed the wonderful bird song, the inland breeze from the trade winds was warm, and the air held a magnetic peacefulness that was captivating. Eagerly jump into the water, and taking one last breath, I flip over and swim down, down, down, through the narrow midway point and on up to the surface on the other side.

Greeting Wascar I hand him a stone from my mesa. Standing we appear in a room like a toy makers workshop. Wascar tells me that this room contains all of my old tools for fixing things from my old story the way that I used to. He says to pick several and place them into the fire, since I can no longer fix things like I used to. Tossing them into the fire, I ask him about the possibility of burning the whole lot of tools, Wascar simply laughs, saying “no”. The flames grew larger and switched into a fire place. As they burned the flames changed colors, red, green, blue, yellow, orange… Wascar then whispers to me that my power is now in my voice and I notice that the amulet containing my voice is now pulsating.

03/16/08

As I enter, I find myself standing on my familiar path, I noticed the wonderful bird song, the inland breeze from the trade winds was warm, and the air held a magnetic peacefulness that was captivating. Eagerly jump into the water, and taking one last breath, I flip over and swim down, down, down, through the narrow midway point and on up to the surface on the other side.

Leaving the caver I approach Wascar giving him a big hug and a lock. As he sits the lock down the whole landscape turn crystalline, we begin walking following the mountains down into a large crystalline canyon. Rounding a bend I almost stumble into a large mirror. Looking closely into the mirror I realize the mirror is really a doorway, with this realization I also notice that I begin to change into my 14 year old self. Then suddenly we are standing there face to face in the crystal canyon. Rather timidly he says remember, “I hid my voice to be accepted, to fit in” however, I overcompensated by withdrawing socially. Then I notice a locket floating like the one that held Ariel’s voice in the Little Mermaid. Wascar told me that in this locket is my social voice, and that I should now use it wisely. Suddenly a friend is there placing the locket around my neck, helping me to my voice into my current essence. Wascar reached his hand out placing crystal fragment of the canyon walls into my hand. Clasping my hand in his I could feel the pulsating energy of a higher vibratory frequency flow through and absorb into my body, becoming part of me.

03/15/08

As I enter, I find myself standing on my familiar path, I noticed the wonderful bird song, the inland breeze from the trade winds was warm, and the air held a magnetic peacefulness that was captivating. Eagerly jump into the water, and taking one last breath, I flip over and swim down, down, down, through the narrow midway point and on up to the surface on the other side.

This time I hand Wascar a Rose and he says come with me. As we step forward we enter a scene of a park. Families are playing, enjoying the weather and picnics that many of them are occupied with. Then fighting and arguing erupt. Wascar simply looks at me intently watching my reaction. Touching my shoulder we appear in another room. A small boy is sitting in this room all alone and is very sad, the room is filled with the energy of sadness and loneliness, and again as I watch this scene Wascar gazes at me intently. After a while he says “come” and we enter a room that is so peaceful and full of love that the sheer pleasure is almost overwhelming. The first thing I notice is a heart floating Wascar firmly tells me to take the heart that it’s mine, that it’s been waiting and that now that I have it back a whole new world of possibilities will open for me. With
my heart I return.

03/15/08

As I enter, I find myself standing on my familiar path, I noticed the wonderful bird song, the inland breeze from the trade winds was warm, and the air held a magnetic peacefulness that was captivating. Eagerly jump into the water, and taking one last breath, I flip over and swim down, down, down, through the narrow midway point and on up to the surface on the other side.

Pulling myself out of the pool I walk out of the cavern to find Wascar once again sitting by the fire, as I greet him I hand him three oranges. He speaks softly saying we must go now and as his words fade a doorway without a door appears with great respect we step through and into a room. The room is brightly lit, full of shelves containing brightly painted wooden toys and toy statues of equal brilliance. A young boy dressed like “Opie” comes out from behind one of the shelves and says he was scared from all of the loud arguments. He reaches out taking my hand leading me into another room, which is similar to an alcove again there is no door. This room is dimly lit and has a small round table in the center that’s about waist high. On the table is a statue of a horse that looks like a mustang pony. The horse is reared on its hind legs. I asked Wascar the meaning of the pony, in a soft voice he tells me that the mustang represents my freedom and courage, and that it’s time for me to take them back with me. With them I will no longer feel the need to own other’s issues. That I am now free, as I should be. I then take the statue and ask the boy if he wasn’t to return with me as well, he says no that his work is finished.