A Transformational Session
I have regular sessions with Shunyamurti. A session is hard to explain, Accordingly, I will not do so. I will only say that is it a time of learning of spiritual things and a time of transcendence, of finding the true self under all of the other structures that “we” have created to obscure that true essence.
Shunyamurti and I do not generally incorporate unnecessary communications into our sessions. We jump right into what needs to be done for the time we have. Today the path led to the question of why I was not easily letting my heart open. The answer was that it was due to a matter of trust and not trusting completely anyone or anything, including those who were most close to me. I could not even trust God, my friends or my spiritual teacher and guide. A “truthful look at the reasons was clear. When this energy (I) had placed its trust in others before, that trust had been violated, misused, misplaced, misfounded. The result was great harm, hurt and sorrow. The pain and torment was dark, strong and ran very, very deep spanning many lifetimes. There was no reason to trust, or so I thought and had built a system of beliefs to support that premise.
In my contemplations, my heart was a cave. That part which would not open was covered by a stone slab. It was also that part which would not let in light, or trust. With the help of my teacher, Shunyamurti, my true self acknowledged that it no longer wanted a slab of stone covering any part of the heart cave. It wanted the Light of the Source to be allowed to enter. We readied the warrior angels. The energy behind the slab of stone was powerful, dark, immense and very old. There was a lot of it and when it was released, it was going to come out in an intense manner, I kept asking Shunyamurti if he was ready for this and if the angels were in place and ready for what would be coming out of this space of darkness. I knew most assuredly that this was going to be the release of a tremendous amount of energy, very focused, very intense, and it would take a lot of counter energy and power to withstand the impact.
I was completely present and aware during this entire time. This was not the “I of Joan. It is the I who witnesses all that occurs. At some point, I shall try to explain this better. Right now, I do not have the words to do that. The perspective is beyond words for me right now. The use of pronouns which are personal here are not accurate, but there is no other type of language I know how to express.
When all was ready and we, Shunyamurti, the angels and I. had agreed, I lifted the stone slab from my heart cave. To the fore of the cave came an immense spirit — dark, looming, defiant and determined. He had no desire to leave the darkness of the cave and so stated his intent. “I am not going,” he stated. “You cannot make me leave,” his voice boomed in anguish/pain. “You are beautiful,” said Shunyamurti. “I am beautiful?” cried the spirit, coming to a realization that it had never known before. I witnessed the spirit see for the first time its true nature. Shunyamurti communicated to it that it was a being of Light and that it could return to the Light. The spirit was filled with true joy and cried with such longing, “I can go home?” “Yes,” said Shunyamurti, “I can go home,” repeated the spirit. “Yes,” said Shunyamurti again. “The angels are waiting to take you to the Light.” The spirit saw the angels now, not as menacing creatures, soldiers, but as protectors and the ones who would bring him home again, into the Light. He sighed such a sigh of surrender and longing and gave himself to the angels who took him gently into their arms and then into the Light.
He was not the last, but just the first. Behind him were countless others who had witnessed his transformation into the Light. They, too, stepped up, and wondered at their own beauty and oness with God. They were lifted up, each by each, by loving angels into the Light, returning home to the Source of their Oneness. They are Light. We are Light. WE are ONE.
The Light illuminates all that is. It is the Source of Being. It is All. When the spirit comes to this realization it folds back into the Nothingness which is Allness.
Sana,
Tags: darkness, healing, light, Love, purification, session, Shunyamurti, transformation
