Pilgrimage to Chavin
A couple years ago, I was on a Pilgrimage to Chavin. I met the Dolphin Shamaness, a beautiful spirit. On the first night we met, she told a story from the week before when she went kayaking on the ocean. A pod of dolphins approached her, signaled her to follow, and led her to save the life of a naked woman who was stranded out in the middle of the ocean. Magic.
We had a deep connection through Huachuma and shared a journey across Peru with a beautiful soul tribe led by our Shaman, The Jaguar. The Jaguar’s assistant Shaman, Mars was our local guide.
With our soul tribe, we had a ceremony at Batan Grande where I stood atop the pyramid and watched the Face of God appear as the sun set. We had another at El Brujo, where I could feel the primal energy of life course through me, and the sorrow of feminine pain carried away by the gusting winds.
After a long journey, we arrived at Chavin. We drank Grandfather Medicine and went to the Temple and sat by the river. I sat on a tree stump and noticed life pushing itself through the dead wood. Life would find a way. The water flowed in a beautiful river next to us, and the medicine flowed through our blood.
We walked up to the temple and entered the labyrinth of Chavin. Deep inside the labyrinth, Dolphin Shamaness and I had a spiritual connection that manifested a spirit baby. A baby girl. Pure and perfect. We connected at the Lanzon – full of energy.
That evening, in Mars‘ workshop, as I sat on the floor and listened to Peruvian flute music waft through the air, Chavin’s spirit hovered above my right shoulder. I felt the spirit baby’s presence as she beamed at me with love. I feel sadness. I tell the baby,
“I’m sorry. I don’t think I can bring you into this world, in this lifetime.”
I close my eyes, press my face into my palms and I feel incredible sadness wash over me. Regret. Longing. Love. I feel gentle hands press into my shoulders and receive a tender massage. I know it is Dolphin Shamaness. I feel her love flow through me as she comforts me. I look up and she gently kisses me on the lips.
Axis Mundi – Heaven’s Gate
I carried a light blue stone on the Pilgrimage, and when we arrived at Heaven’s Gate, during a Pachamama Ceremony, I offered the spirit baby totem to Pachamama. The message from the Universe that day was,
“Do not mourn the paths not taken.”
I let go of the expectation of result and returned to the real world. Life continued, and I still don’t fully understand the significance of the Spirit Baby. Chavin.
The Real World
A few days ago, I reconnected with the Dolphin Shamaness. I hadn’t intended to, but the Universe led me back to her. We went paddle boarding on the silky ocean waves and caught a glimpse of a shark.
When Shark circles in as your spirit animal it’s time to shut out fear and go for what you want.
We spent the rest of the day reconnecting, sharing stories since the Pilgrimage. Love and Loss. Adventures and Journeys. It was a leisurely day, overlooking the ocean. She prepared beautiful food. Homemade kimchi. Nourishing salad. We sipped Exotic Dream Jun Elixir and smoked Mapacho. It was a beautiful day. We had deep conversations about Blockchain, decentralization, regenerative farming, and saving the world.
Dolphin Shamaness was so giving and nurturing. She prepared bone marrow topped with herbs on sprouted sourdough. She was meticulous and I could feel her desire to make it perfect for me. I felt so blessed.
During the course of our conversations, one sentence rang out,
“I find myself always putting other people’s happiness ahead of my own needs.”
At the end of the evening, we laid comfortably on the couch and gazed into each other’s eyes. I could see a reflection there. Sadness. Longing. Love.
“Majestic Dolphin Blue Eyes.”
On Sunday, I took my wife to JP Sears’ talk and book signing at Trilogy Sanctuary. It was hilarious, heartfelt and transformative. He channeled deep messages from the Universe. He talked about how creativity lives in all of us, and how it wants to be free. How uncomfortability is the Universe telling us that there is creativity inside of us attempting to break free. How comfort can be a prison of the mind and how sometimes we are so creative, we can convince ourselves we aren’t creative. How sometimes, we need to find the metaphorical cliff that gives us fear and excitement and jump.
It really struck a chord with me. What is the energy in me that is trying to flow free and is stuck in discomfort?
After the talk, we met JP, got some books signed, and took a photo with him. We went for a walk around beautiful La Jolla, and discussed the talk. I dug deep inside myself and looked for where I was uncomfortable. There was definitely some energy with Miss Rabbit. It was almost a psychosis.
My wife and I had a deep conversation where she got triggered and went through many dark states and ended our marriage. She hit rock bottom. The next morning she came to me and said, “So, what do you want to do?”
I had recently watched to this video about The Victim Control Dynamic and recognized it. My wife wanted me to rescue her. I was in a highly conscious untriggered state, so I just calmly told her that she could decide whatever she wanted to do. This freed her from powerlessness and victimhood. Suddenly, she decided to be responsible for her actions and healed.
I performed a hands on breathing exercised as she wept and purged the shame of judgement from her sisters. She said they were strong and she was a weakling, and I told her,
“Being a workaholic is not being strong. It’s actually be afraid. You’re strong because you are being vulnerable.”
I have a saying:
“A woman’s worst enemy is her best friend. A man’s worst enemy is himself.”
I keep seeing the same pattern where women in my life feel so judged by their sisters, girlfriends, peers. It is a dark energy.
When I went did the God Molecule ceremony at Casa Sasquatch and stayed in Room 9 with Miss Rabbit, it connected me to her in a feverish Potion #9 style love psychosis.
During ceremony, I remember seeing a LOST style smoke monster in the other world. It was a dark energy that seemed to tell me there would be trials. These were my own demons of expectation, jealousy and control.
Monday morning, I truly let go of expectations from Miss Rabbit. It was an energetic purge, Shawshank Redemption style. I simply surrendered to the smoke monster and it dissipated. Freedom.
The monster inside was released.
I went over to visit Miss Rabbit, and she could feel the difference in energy. We had a deep connection of lifelong friendship. Unconditional love.
Today, she sent me this message,
“Thank you! You really have been a blessing in the best of ways. I honor that good vibration between us. Both good, kind hearted, conscious and warm human beings. A friendship to last a lifetime.”
My wife has healed, my friendship with Miss Rabbit is blossoming, and the future is bright. To infinity and beyond!