Shape Shifting
Posted on March 13, 2013 by crazywolf777 in shamanicreadings.wordpress.com

In our process of transformation it can be advantageous to take our lessons from our animal friends. A while back my wife was going thru a dark night of the soul. She would wake at night with panic attacks. A great unknown fear engulfed her whole being. This went on for sometime and finally she decided to do a journey into the spirit world to confront this issue.

In the journey she was met by a river otter who she then shape shifted into the form of. This is easier to do in the journey than you might imagine. The form she took allowed her to go into the dark recesses of the water in the river of life and actually play in a space that she would never before found comfortable. She was able to delve deep into the waters of the river of life with the confidence and fearlessness of the otter. After her journey with otter and completely feeling what it was like to be the joyous little creature and experience that archetypal energy that the otter embodies, she has not had further panic attacks.

First of all, no matter what you do you are not going to physically turn into an animal, so just don’t even go there. Shapeshifting is a reality though. It is done through visualization so that you may carry the power and abilities of an animal with you when you need it.

Drawing the courage of a lion in the face of adversity is an example where you can draw on the power of an animal spirit in such a way. Shapeshifting is also a way of getting to know an animal better. Finally shapeshifting allows you to take on animal form while on shamanic journeys or while you visit the astral plane.

To learn to shapeshift you should be in a place where you can meditate, but where there is enough room to move around. You should be dressed comfortably (or undressed comfortably, whatever) so that you may move freely. Relax, close your eyes, call to and greet the animal spirit you wish to shapeshift to. Let yourself become that animal in posture, stance, movement and sound. How does this animal see, hear, taste, touch, smell? What is it experiencing? Move as it would move. Become it with all the abandon of a small child. Experience it as long as you wish. When you are finished, thank the animal spirit that has helped guide you in learning it’s ways Then return to your human body. Write down or draw , paint or sculpt your experiences if this helps you.

You can do this with as many animals or life forms as you wish, getting comfortable with their different characteristics and abilities, so that if you are in need of their strengths you need only call on them. Don them much as you would a mask. In native cultures masks have been used as a focus to help in the mindshift used in shapechanging and might be something you would like to try.

The ability to shapeshift can be very useful when you are doing shamanic journeying or astral traveling. If you come across a place where there is no way to continue because of a huge cliff or body of water you may choose to take on the form of an eagle or if you find a place too small to enter, become perhaps a mouse.

Do not learn to depend on a mask to face the world for you might become the mask. Remember your parents asking you, while you had your face contorted into a ugly face, what would you do if your face froze that way? Although you will have the positive aspects of the creature, you can also takr on undesireable traits you may not even be aware of. It is nice to want the courage of a lion, but do you want the arrogance and pride with you at all times as well?

I am also available to teach you how to do shamanic journeying.

contact me thru this website or email me at crazywolf777@msn.com Blessings, Crazywolf

It is a far greater challenge
to conquer ones self
than to conquer a thousand
in battle…. buddha

Carlos Castaneda told a story about his battle with the ego. When in Mexico one time, one of the woman in the socceror’s group who he refers to as his petty tyrant, La Gorda, told him he needed to die.

“This time I was getting ready to leave Nayarit,” he said, “and La Gorda gave me instructions.”

“‘Carlos, go to… Escondido. Check into a motel room, the kind with olive green carpets stained with coffee and cigarette smoke smelling up the furniture.’
“‘How long do I have to stay there?’ I asked her.
“‘Until you die,’ she said with a smile.
“‘I’m not doing it,’ I told her. ‘I like my life in Los Angeles.’ And I got in my old truck and I drove off. Hours later, I found myself in Escondido, where I pulled into the first motel I could find. The room had an olive green carpet with coffee stains and cigarette burns, and reeked of stale cigarette smoke. I stayed in that room for weeks,” Carlos sighed. “Alone.”
“What did you do?” I asked him.
“Nothing,” Carlos said, “I did nothing.” He spoke slowly, with space between the words. “I studied the patterns of cigarette burns on the carpet. I stared at the ceiling. I watched motes of dust dance in the light that came through the sliding glass doors. I drank coffee. I ate now and then. Fear would come and I huddled under the bedcovers. Or sometimes the heat of anxiety made me sweat so much I threw the blankets to the floor. At times the terror was so strong, I curled up over the edge of the bed and pressed the corner of the mattress against my belly, my solar plexus, just trying to stay alive. I felt for sure I would die. Then one day, finally, I let go.”
He paused. I looked at him looking at me the way you lock eyes with a deer, settling in until one of you moves.
“Suddenly, something shifted,” he said. “The fear lifted. And everything I’d ever cared about — the pain of childhood, the struggles of my career, fame, money, romance, the women who had left me, the ones I still wanted, the past, the future, the ‘does he like me, does she like me?’ How we waste our lives. It all fell away, in an instant. I was completely free. And I had never felt so happy in my entire life.”
Carlos laughed.
“I called my friends in Los Angeles. ‘Divide my things,’ I told them, ‘I’m not coming back.’ They thought I was drunk. ‘I’m not drunk,’ I told them. ‘I’m perfectly sober. If you don’t take my things the landlady will.’
“The next morning, I checked out of the motel. I got in my truck and drove off. I didn’t know where I was going, and I didn’t care. I’d never been happier in my entire life.”
“You see,” Carlos said, settling back again in his chair, “the difference between me and other people is that most people look at their lives as if they’re on a train and they’re sitting in the caboose. They watch the tracks sweep out behind them and they see that this has happened and that has happened, and they’re disappointed. But they adjust. And they know exactly what will happen next because of what’s happened before. They believe their future will be just like their past — the same disappointments, the same pleasures.
“But me, I look at my life as though I’m sitting in the locomotive of that train. Ahead of me, the landscape opens into the distance. I don’t know where I’m going and I have no idea what will happen next. No matter what went on yesterday, I know that today anything can happen. That’s what keeps me happy. That’s what keeps me alive.”

During awakening, ones’ collection of personal karma has to be burned away, at one point or another. Doing that involves suffering by the individual. The karma is stored in the body tissues somehow, and when kundalini goes through and purges out all the nadis, this karma is released either as a side effect, or direct action (I can’t tell which) and it causes the suffering when released. Some people may have “Happy” karma in there that causes them Joy, or the opposite of suffering. As far as I could tell, 99% of mine was soot-black. On a small number of occasions (far too few) I had experiences of spontaneous joy. But mostly it ranges from very stressful, weird, and unpleasant, to dark and despondent. Along with everything else I got a replay of every disease symptom and injury pain I’ve ever had or was scheduled to have.

In general, the faster the awakening proceeds, the more intense the suffering, since the same amount of karma has to be dealt with over a shorter time. And the stress on the organism would be proportionately greater. Should the suffering become too intense, the person could easily become suicidal.

But I don’t want to over state the situation either: it was bad, but it wasn’t *that* bad. It wasn’t undoable; I would say it is still ongoing.

There are also some built-in safety checks at work: (1) Kundalini is a *supremely intelligent force*; she knows *exactly* what she is doing. You will be amazed at how hard it works for you and for your benefit when you see it in action fighting disease, or healing an injury. The ultimate physician to have on your side during an awakening. (2) Having control of the dosage (or pranayama intensity in my case) allows you to back off when things get too tough. You can go at your own rate. (3) The higher self watches the whole thing like a hawk. Success is not guaranteed, but you should not be discouraged just because it is not roses all the way either. Just know what you’re getting into before you start. Its a one-way ride.

Posted in shamanicreadings.wordpress.com    much thanks to Nina Wise for excerpts on Castaneda and greatdreams.com for advice on kundalini

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Everyone has heard the biblical reference to the 144,000, but that and the connection to the rapture never seemed to me
to ring true.

In 1995 i was attending my first public channeling of AA Michael by a woman from Sedona. I don't recall her name. I had not
decided at the time if this kind of thing was real, so i positioned myself at a seat in the back of the room. When Michael
came in he spoke with an archaic accent.

At one point he started to talk about the 144,000 lightworkers he oversaw. Then he said something to the effect that there was one right here in the room, and proceeded to point in my direction. I turned to look behind me to see who he was referring to
(but no one was behind me)

Then he said "no you with the mustache". I had a full lip of hair in those days. Everyone in the room turned to look and i
just wanted to crawl under my chair. Since that evening i have had a very personal connection with Michael.

I still to this day do not understand the signifigance of the 144,000. The reason i write this at all is to ask if anyone here has more clarity on the 144,000 as i have wondered what else anyone knows about this. AA Michael has not answered my ( tmail )

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The reluctant lightworker..in service to the all...Crazywolf