She saw blue all about her and suddenly she knew what she had to do…
Her mind was as intricate as a spider’s web.
In it stories and hopes that filled it’s every passage.
She made her way to her dark mother, Kali.
She had visited her realms before but it was through a spontaneous trance, how would she arrive there consciously?
Her dreams were powerful and she thought to use them as her vehicle.
She remembered one of the great uncles of the village had shown her how astral work was practiced and that she could use it to travel spaces she couldn’t reach with her physical body.
“It is a great model this body we inhabit but it has many drawbacks” he would always say.
“Our ancestors of old could travel dimensions with no disappointments, they had access to what we have lost, they were able to leave the body at will and go any place they will to do sacred work.”
Great uncle Fae had the most mystic stories to share, he reminded me of my Truth whenever I would feel lost.
I remember being 8 years old, having nightmares of a dark woman staring me in what felt like my eyes but I later learnt that area was where my spiritual eye lay. Ajna.
I would see these dark, intense eyes speaking a message that made no sense.
This is how I found Chandrakanta, she was gifted to me by the dream realms and she she will probably be taken away from me once she has done her work with me, I’ve learnt that life seems to work in such a way, nothing stays longer than it needs to.
“Once the lesson is learnt a new page can be read, if not every page will read the same and this is how one ends up in loops.”
She searched her little moonbag and found Chandrakanta, her Moonstone. She made her way to KrsTiya, the waters that brought the natives strength through intuition. This was her favorite place to seek solitudal introspection. The water had life tonight, trickling words of love into her being.
The night stars would glimmer in and out of existence on the face of the river, almost as if they were swimming the waters enveloped in the black of the night.
She lost herself in the waters tranquility, the darkness of the water took shape and suddenly she saw her mother rise out of it.
“You found your way here” she said proudly.
“I did? Where am I?”
“You are in your village but in a different plane.”
“Did Chandrakanta bring me here?”
“No, this time it was Anahata. When you unlocked your heart’s chambers it opened way and allowed you to enter these parts. Not many disciples are able to manifest this process.”
Confused, Astara finally managed to stutter “Disciple?”
She found herself alone in a field of grass, near an unfamiliar body of water, although confused, she certainly felt safe.
She threw herself back and lay down for a while, searching the sky for answers.
“Disciple” she said more definitively.
What did Mother mean?
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