FYI – this is a short story, of sorts. I wrote it over a year ago on December 14, 2010. It is true, but long.
I am posting this on the first day I am actually making my blog public, Feb 3, at exactly 2:03 pm, when Neptune officially enters Pisces. See my post called Neptune Knows for a link to the significance of this planetary movement for all of us. I started this blog on my birthday, Jan 18, 2012…so there are 17 posts besides this one.
On December 12 2010, I had a gathering with 7 of the 28 members of the Pittsburgh Transformational Leaders group at my new home. We shared, ate, and made plans for our next meeting. Most profoundly, each person blessed our house, which has between 4 and 5 people living in it. I was speechless as they spoke such kind words about what was to happen here, the music that would come, the blessings that awaited and the connection to source and the universe. One woman said she saw the house like a tree, with deep roots into mother earth and light rising from the branches that would spread the love here, and the music, through literally everything. One woman said this house and I would be like a transmission station sending and receiving unconditional love. They also all acknowledged me in the blessing and the work I have been doing through my music. It was so affirming to be acknowledged by people who were so inspiring and doing such great things for the world. I really look up to all of them.
That evening, I had the most wonderful sleep. A great break from what I had been interpreting as mostly nightmares in recent weeks. I had explained a few days earlier that one time I awoke to use the restroom after a “nightmare” and after recalling all that had happened in my dream, I realized it wasn’t scary at all…I had just interpreted it as scary. An interesting idea considering all that we interpret as fearful, how much of it is really just in our minds?! I already knew the answer to this, but it was cool to have another reminder from my subconscious. I dreamt nothing that I could recall that night. The blessing must have really cleared the space.
I had a hard time getting up that next day for our monthly morning women’s gathering, (I just love when spiritual events are back to back!). I explained at one point in my “check in” that I felt my knot of Vishnu, the area between the third and fourth chakras that often holds our fears and anxieties was being “worked on” in my Bikram yoga class. I felt it literally beating during class, sometimes pulsing so much that I could see it. This center represents power, and in our recent 5000 year history, women have certainly been over-powered. So I think for women most of all, this center is a part of our bodies we have all felt activated. I have understood fully, through reading a book called “Unplugging the Patriarchy” that this bodily response I have been having is right on time. The new age we are entering, is all about going from this third chakra area, to the heart, the fourth chakra and from the third dimension, to the fourth. So, it is only natural that we are all dealing with power, fears, and various other negative feelings. I had to work out that area so that energy could easily flow through to the heart!
At the gathering, one of my mentors and teachers, Victoria Hanchen spoke about her encounters with the White Buffalo. As she spoke, I recalled a song she downloaded while visiting the buffalo that she has sung for me that had the words, “Black thunder, White lighting”, which referenced the prophetic birth of the White Buffalo and the Black Buffalo by its side. These creatures are kept here close to Pittsburgh and she had a chance to see them. This visitation spawned several events and downloads for her that are nothing less that amazing. I thought about my first rap group at 9 years old, called Thunder and Lightning. I just couldn’t get over the feelings I got when she sang that song and told that story, often when she tells me things, it’s like I’ve heard them before. Suddenly I could barely keep my eyes open. It was quite strange. It was finally my chance to share. Instead of sharing all of the normal exciting things I liked to share and build on with this group, I found myself sharing some very deep fears.
This was how I used to operate in this group that has now been meeting for 5 years. I would often in the past use my share to purge the many deep seeded scary things that I rarely shared with anyone. Many of these fears were my anger at the world and how it worked, how unfair it seemed. I used to feel these fears expand sometimes when I spoke of them, so I really started focusing on the positive in a whole new way over the last two years or so. And it seemed to be a good move. But yesterday, I think some final fears had to make there way out of my being and into a circle of love which could help me transmute. I talked about missing my dad who died, about the fears of meeting my biological dad in the near future, about my unresolved feelings about my birth mother who will not speak with me, which is always highlighted this time of year due to my birthday in January. I also talked about some other people in my family who were sick. And lastly, I explained how my mom had lost her voice the week before and that the last time that had happened, it was because she had a tumor beside her heart (lung cancer) that would have killed her if it weren’t for her genuine belief that it wasn’t her time. She was a dead woman walking with her treatments for over a year. I explained how I really learned the possibility of creating reality from her. And how I learned it from my dad, who always said he was gonna die before he could dance at my wedding; a joke cause he didn’t dance, but a statement that I’d somehow always knew was true. My mom and dad allowed me to see this theory, I now live by in a haunting and extraordinary way.

So, the idea that my mom could be sick again, and ultimately that my mom WILL die someday…that feeling when it comes is like I can’t even breath. I have dealt with the loss 3 of the closest men in my family and having her gone is just too much to bear. I also had an experience with one of my oldest and dearest friends, Brandon, aka Bonics, who was only 30 when he had a heart attack. I think it was just his heart getting prepared for the 4th dimension and he is fine, but my father had died from a heart attack. In fact, Brandon met my dad the first day of college, and my dad looked him straight in the eye and said, “will you take care of my daughter?” Brandon said, “yes”. I had a sense that my dad was one of many guardian angels making sure Brandon made it through. This experience was like an amplified synchronicity that left me speechless when I heard the news. Fear, like when my dad passed, rolled through me at the thought of loosing Brandon, perhaps the last conscious “protector” I had. But, the fear was calmed at hearing his voice, and I knew that Brandon was going to be like a Jedi, infused with a new sense of his heart…arguably the most important part of our being at this time.
But after my deep shares with the ladies at our gathering, I flipped the script and explained how my spiritual work had helped me face these fears and realize that death is just a part of life, that I am now able to deal with these fears and not allow them to turn into long lasting bouts of depression, mania, or self destruction like I had in the past. (BTW, my mom said it is genuinely just a cold that is going around, and that her recent cancer check-ups were ok).
So I came home from the gathering after a delightful snack with my soul sis and began to hammer away at my emails. The computer screen was getting harder and harder to look at. I could barely even see straight. I felt guilty about even considering sleeping with all the work I needed to do, but it seemed like I might fall asleep sitting up…something I NEVER DO. I envy those people that can fall asleep in a chair! I also, for at least the last few years, almost never take naps…it just doesn’t work. I have tried, but I just can’t seem to make it happen. So, I continued on, trying to refocus. But the exhaustion was not going away. After about 2 hours of this, at 6pm, I decided…”well, I might as well just go to bed”. Perhaps I am downloading some new insights after these powerful gatherings, perhaps my knot of Vishnu just needs a rest after that purging session. I figured I would set my alarm for 4am and go to hot yoga, perhaps that would keep me on an ok schedule and I could get my work done before the rest of the world got up. I thought maybe I was sick, but there was just no sign of this. I went upstairs and almost immediately fell asleep, something else that rarely happens. I awoke at 9pm, and then again at 10pm. In between these two periods of getting awake, I tried my transcendental mediation. Often when I do this, I focus on my third eye. This is not a part of T.M. but my own little twist. I focused on my heart instead and my whole body began buzzing. I fell back asleep. I had no dreams at all but at 10pm, I was wide awake. I went downstairs, a bit frustrated at the fact that I may have just really messed up my sleep schedule. I was just sent a new video of ufo’s in Amsterdam that a filmmaker had used my music on as the sound track…..it was pretty cool.
I made some fish and salad and poured a very small glass of wine (in hopes of making myself tired again) and sat down to watch a movie with one of my roomies. Strangely I normally would have dove into some work, but I just went along like it was time to watch some good cinema, guiltless. We chose “Eat Pray Love”. I adored the movie. I was so excited that a “mainstream” movie came out that addressed so many deep things from a spiritual perspective. I had no idea what the movie was about before choosing it, other than I loved the title and love Julia Roberts and thought it was filmed in Pgh, (although I didn’t see anything familiar). Afterwards I went upstairs and hoped I could fall back asleep. I read a little and then had one of those 2 hour sessions of almost being asleep but not, where I just randomly repeat the same things over and over…this time an India Arie song. I went to the bathroom, and as I walked back upstairs, started saying “OM”, a needed respite.
I laid back down and started to doze off. Suddenly, my body felt like it was lifting off my bed. I thought “Am I levitating? Am I awake?” The feeling was strange…it was definitely not a dream, I was not fully asleep. My body was almost buzzing, like electricity was pulsing through or something. I felt a black tube on my left side, I thought it was my cell phone cord, but there was one in my mouth too. Panic started to overcome me. I opened my eyes and various shadowy beings surrounded me. I could only make out what two of them were doing. I kept lifting off my bed. When I noticed them, it seemed like they began work very quickly. One large being looked like he had a sledge hammer or something, again, it was all shadows, nothing “solid”. He was lifting it up and down and crashing it into my abdomen “right at my knot of Vishnu!” I thought. A smaller being was at my wrist, seemingly putting a needle or something into it, like an IV. They kept going faster and faster. It seemed like they were going out of my room frequently. I felt fear, but I started imagining light around me, I was very conscious, but still out of it a bit. But this was not a dream. I am an avid dreamer, I know the difference when I wake up between dream and sleep. The figure kept hammering at the center of my being and at one point I thought, “he is going to break me in half, I am gonna die”. I also had a sense that maybe they had taken me out of my room. I started saying, “you are my friends” over and over. They were moving at lighting speed, I was still lifting up, still trying to become fully awake but it was almost like I was sedated. Finally I shook myself more, the fear was becoming a bit much. The beings quickly disappeared, I was totally aware and in my room. I had a strange pain right around my knot of Vishnu and I was sweating, a lot. I thought, “OMG, this was a visitation, they were working on me. And I probably ended it too early!” (I later spoke to my mayan teacher Ac Tah about this and he said that they could be beings in other dimensions, aliens, or spirit guides but that they seem “shadowy” because they are moving SO fast”)

The feeling I had was so bizarre. I have believed for a while, after something happened when I was in Peru, that beings visit us to help rework some of our systems, organs, etc, to help our bodies prepare for the new age and for new vibrational frequencies. In Peru, I had asked to be visited. I wanted some work done and I had heard that there was a ton of spaceships in this one area where I stayed. When I woke up there was blood on my pillow. I believed they did some kind of work on my brain. I had serious pain in my neck for most of my stay. Another time, while in Sedona, I had a visitation with a Pleiadian “mother”, if you will, as I believe that trip was healing my 1st and second chakras from my adoption/birth wound. Many, many amazing things happened on that first trip to Sedona in relationship to this visitation…all miracles.
This time, I think they were breaking apart my knot of Vishnu. I had learned while in Sedona more recently, and thru my yoga work, that my knot was very very dense. There was some serious things trapped there, perhaps from many many lifetimes. I mean, this lifetime sure was full of a lot of fearful happenings…perhaps right from jump, because I never got the “imprint” from my mom. I was taken from her immediately after birth. That area was activated since I was very small anytime I felt rejection. It made sense, my knot had been dense almost immediately in this life and never given a chance to chill out. I had learned over the last few years how to transmute those feelings, but my body needed to catch up. I think the beings came and broke it apart and removed it. I calmed myself and I fell right back asleep, and had no dreams at all. I hope they finished the job. I woke up feeling still a bit tired, my upper abdomen a lil sore and I felt like something was different. So different that I immediately wrote all of this down so I could remember. I sensed I needed to share before I forgot.
So, all I can think is, I was downloading through these two spiritual events over a 24 hrs period and it was important that I was deeply tired. They were ready and needed a lot of time to do it. I think I clocked over 20 hours of sleep in less than 48 hrs…a lot for me. I think maybe I was not supposed to be aware of what happened, but even though it was scary, I am glad I was.
Just as I finished writing this, it seemed like someone was at my door. But, no one was there. I looked down to find a package from my dear friend and sister Laura Vrcek who had moved to the other side of the country. I opened it and find the 5th agreement, a follow-up to my favorite book, the Four Agreements which had really catapulted me on a spiritual quest. Perfect timing considering I am in the final pages of “Unplugging the Patriarchy”. All is happening in divine order! I am so grateful. The theme in this is, they came in peace and I believe they were teaching me to, “think with my heart”.
As I publish these blog entries, I am literally in the last few pages of The Fifth Agreement. I tend to jump around with books but it seems I am ending this one at the perfect time. Also, I can truly say the amount of tension/anxiety I feel in that area has TOTALLY decreased, almost completely.
