Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2012 12:07 am
Pulsing.
Unceasing pulsing.
They must have brought me to t’vilah.
Slowly I force my weary eyes open, and find my gaze drawn through the opening in the roof of t’vilah towards the sky. My ragged breathing quiets as I listen to the dirge meant to imitate the sound of thousands of ephemeral wings stirring the air. At my side Annie holds my hand, occasionally brushing a wayward strand of my hair back from my sweating brow; her occasional words of the Chrysalis and the Transformed mostly fading outside of my awareness.
The maidens scoop the holy mud and dab it in esoteric symbols upon my flesh. As I look at these symbols, they glisten with their wetness and draw my attention ever deeper. My breathing slowly stills as the symbols begin to move to my sight. One, crudely drawn in the shape of Serenity’s totem, takes flight off of my now empty shell and I find my awareness suddenly hovering with it above my grieving clan mates. The dragonfly darts through the roof of t’vilah, and I soar outside with it.
…and am not above the cliffs along the plains where I expect to be.
A portal?
All these years of looking at that illuminating opening, and I could not discern it is a portal?
How much else have I been blind to?
If I still had eyes, they would widen in amazement. I now hover inside another cavern; dimensions soaring beyond my immediate comprehension. The best description I can offer is to say I hovered inside the sanctuary of a dragon’s lair, the walls lined with the fluttering wings of countless dragonflies keeping the air inside moving and fresh. But there is no treasure trove strewn about; no sense of secrecy or concealment. My awareness only feels love; love flowing freely and purely.
Slowly, one of the wall clinging dragonflies approaches me, and my sense of the size of this place is abruptly turned upside down. That is not a dragonfly approaching; and she is not approaching slowly! The distance from the wall makes the winged teen’s approach seem slow, but her speed surely would outpace the most fleet-footed jaguar! I can only assume the other “dragonflies” along the wall are also winged humans. When she is nearly upon me, she stops suddenly; her movements darting as sharply as a dragonfly.
“Follow me. Serenity awaits.”
At my side, my escort from t’vilah morphs in to another winged human; his wings fluttering as he assures me, “You will not be alone. The Transformed serve the Golden One, and we are charged with seeing you safely to her.” With that he flies up to the teen hovering in front of me and hand in hand, they lead me onward.
This way. That way. This cavern curves on forever…
We soar and soar around countless twists and turns; through endless chambers and alcoves. I keep looking for signs of a trove somewhere; surely treasures galore are stashed somewhere in this demesne. But no; instead along the floor of the cavern is a river, sparkling with a luminescence of pure essences. The river flows in the opposite direction in which we soar; perhaps I will see its source.
My escorts stop; again I am reminded of the darting of dragonflies and how similarly they move. And yet their wings are more like those of mythical dragons rather than the ephemeral wings of dragonflies. Ahead is yet another chamber, where a golden light glows softly from within. The winged teens part to either side of me and gesture me to continue on, but I need not their encouragement. The light reaches out to me; fills me; beckons me in. The glow from the chamber and the luminescence from the river seeping out from the chamber merge, disabling me from being able to see within. Yet I do not fear; I know that all I have ever sought awaits me within.
Gliding further and further in to the light, a melodious voice suddenly greets me, “Welcome my child. I am the way to your journey’s end. You have traveled long and well. Now come through me to the melding of All, and take your place back among The Supreme Forces.”
Amazing!
Awesome!
Indescribable!
I hesitate, unsure of my worthiness to proceed. But the massive golden wings flutter, beckoning me to enter their caress. Slowly I move forward, the celestial sounds rising from the river’s source ringing through my being and the light not only surrounding and filling me, but allowing me to become the Light itself. By the time I feel Serenity’s caress, I am more Light and Sound playing upon her wings than her caress embracing me. All that I was; All that I am; All that I will ever be merges through The Golden One with the Supreme Forces. She is the Gateway and has provided me the way Home.
Unceasing pulsing.
They must have brought me to t’vilah.
Slowly I force my weary eyes open, and find my gaze drawn through the opening in the roof of t’vilah towards the sky. My ragged breathing quiets as I listen to the dirge meant to imitate the sound of thousands of ephemeral wings stirring the air. At my side Annie holds my hand, occasionally brushing a wayward strand of my hair back from my sweating brow; her occasional words of the Chrysalis and the Transformed mostly fading outside of my awareness.
The maidens scoop the holy mud and dab it in esoteric symbols upon my flesh. As I look at these symbols, they glisten with their wetness and draw my attention ever deeper. My breathing slowly stills as the symbols begin to move to my sight. One, crudely drawn in the shape of Serenity’s totem, takes flight off of my now empty shell and I find my awareness suddenly hovering with it above my grieving clan mates. The dragonfly darts through the roof of t’vilah, and I soar outside with it.
…and am not above the cliffs along the plains where I expect to be.
A portal?
All these years of looking at that illuminating opening, and I could not discern it is a portal?
How much else have I been blind to?
If I still had eyes, they would widen in amazement. I now hover inside another cavern; dimensions soaring beyond my immediate comprehension. The best description I can offer is to say I hovered inside the sanctuary of a dragon’s lair, the walls lined with the fluttering wings of countless dragonflies keeping the air inside moving and fresh. But there is no treasure trove strewn about; no sense of secrecy or concealment. My awareness only feels love; love flowing freely and purely.
Slowly, one of the wall clinging dragonflies approaches me, and my sense of the size of this place is abruptly turned upside down. That is not a dragonfly approaching; and she is not approaching slowly! The distance from the wall makes the winged teen’s approach seem slow, but her speed surely would outpace the most fleet-footed jaguar! I can only assume the other “dragonflies” along the wall are also winged humans. When she is nearly upon me, she stops suddenly; her movements darting as sharply as a dragonfly.
“Follow me. Serenity awaits.”
At my side, my escort from t’vilah morphs in to another winged human; his wings fluttering as he assures me, “You will not be alone. The Transformed serve the Golden One, and we are charged with seeing you safely to her.” With that he flies up to the teen hovering in front of me and hand in hand, they lead me onward.
This way. That way. This cavern curves on forever…
We soar and soar around countless twists and turns; through endless chambers and alcoves. I keep looking for signs of a trove somewhere; surely treasures galore are stashed somewhere in this demesne. But no; instead along the floor of the cavern is a river, sparkling with a luminescence of pure essences. The river flows in the opposite direction in which we soar; perhaps I will see its source.
My escorts stop; again I am reminded of the darting of dragonflies and how similarly they move. And yet their wings are more like those of mythical dragons rather than the ephemeral wings of dragonflies. Ahead is yet another chamber, where a golden light glows softly from within. The winged teens part to either side of me and gesture me to continue on, but I need not their encouragement. The light reaches out to me; fills me; beckons me in. The glow from the chamber and the luminescence from the river seeping out from the chamber merge, disabling me from being able to see within. Yet I do not fear; I know that all I have ever sought awaits me within.
Gliding further and further in to the light, a melodious voice suddenly greets me, “Welcome my child. I am the way to your journey’s end. You have traveled long and well. Now come through me to the melding of All, and take your place back among The Supreme Forces.”
Amazing!
Awesome!
Indescribable!
I hesitate, unsure of my worthiness to proceed. But the massive golden wings flutter, beckoning me to enter their caress. Slowly I move forward, the celestial sounds rising from the river’s source ringing through my being and the light not only surrounding and filling me, but allowing me to become the Light itself. By the time I feel Serenity’s caress, I am more Light and Sound playing upon her wings than her caress embracing me. All that I was; All that I am; All that I will ever be merges through The Golden One with the Supreme Forces. She is the Gateway and has provided me the way Home.