December 16, 2024

 As you know, I’ve been focusing on meditation, simply allowing things to arise without pushing them away or encouraging them to come closer. This feels really important for right now and I’m not inclined to change my meditation practice. Even so, occasionally an image or entity comes through. I don’t do anything, just stay present and don’t follow it. The image will then sometimes shift and evolve. Today was just such a meditation.


Towards the end of the meditation, I saw fire. An entity emerged from the fire and approached me. I was engulfed in fire that incinerated everything but left me unharmed. When the fire receded, I was standing in an eerie, green forest. A figure emerged from the trees, a familiar stag whose outline glowed whitish blue. It turned and led me through the forest, although I did not walk or move. It was more like the forest dissolved around us.


The stag disappeared and I was in a crypt that was lit with the sickly green light of decay. There was an open coffin before me with a decomposing body whose skin was also sickly green. I could hear a voice, “You don’t need to do anything. Your presence here is all that is needed.”


My body, I noticed, was emanating a green light but it wasn’t the sickly light of decay. Instead, it was the deep, refreshing green of compassion and loving kindness. This light grew in intensity, burning away the sickly green light and leaving only the pure, clean, healthy light of compassion. When I looked down, the body in the coffin was now a living baby whose soft body emanated a golden light. 


I bent over and picked up the child. As I did so, everything faded into blackness. When the blackness receded, I saw a white glow and knew I was at the Crossroads. The white stag was gone and in his place was a man wearing a white robe. He held out his arms to receive the child and then turned and walked away.


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