The vortex twisted and turned as we were swept down the tunnel – the churning seemed to get stronger and stronger. As the sound of crushing water became louder and louder I closed my eyes and with a sudden burst I felt the water lose strength and I felt air taking its place – my clothing was dripping and as I opened my eyes I saw people gathered around us in a wide circle. They all were green clothed in leather with gems woven into the fabric; they had jewellery on their hands, necks and heads giving them a distinguished look – the fairest beauty imaginable. They seemed humble and coy, smirking at our presence as if in kind gladness of our arrival.
We were on a round platform floating in the centre of a giant whirlpool – the onlookers were at its side and there was a walkway to the edge from where a couple was approaching. Judging from their appearance – floating lights surrounding them along with a light green gold glow – they must be the royal pair governing this city. When they were directly across from us the man held up his right hand as a sign of greeting and pink ray shone from his chest into both of our hearts – the woman did the same and then went over to my love and gave her a kiss on each cheek after which she greeted me in the same way, then saying: “Welcome, we have been expecting you – you seem glowing in each other’s presence – a lovely couple, a lifetime apart must have given you the utmost joy at the sight of one another. We greet you with love in our hearts and a giddy joy to see yet another couple making it to our city.”
The man now spoke:”We have a lot to show you before you may rest in your personal cabin. You have much to learn from us, every day you may decide which skill to foster – to do so we will introduce you to the different quarters of our city but first the introduction to your friends overseeing your arrival.”
With that he turned to the small crowed at the brim, then waved his arm in a half circle and a white light appeared high above the whirlpool illuminating the entire area for all to see.
He spoke in a loud clear voice:”Welcome to our home our newest member to our family in the trees; he is to take on the position of warrior – take him into your hearts as you are in his fair folk, for he has travelled long to be reunited with our culture – may light be between you.”
With the last word lifting from his tongue I felt the strength of a hundred beings sending their love and light into my heart centre, and I intuitively reciprocating those loving rays now felt strong and free; loved among a folk I barely knew.
Reading my thoughts the royal caretaker said to me: ”But you do know them, we are your family from past lives that you always come back to; your trip elsewhere currently holds you in a dream world and we are here to show that there is no difference between your dreams and reality – in your heart of hearts you know this to be true and that is the sole reason you have made this journey.
We will now more intimately acquaint you with the parts of this city and your long last seen comrades.”
The both of them turned around to lead the way, walking in their graceful style. The crowd dispersed; some of them simply vanishing in a shiny exit and others walking; others fleeting off. This place had no limits and no boundaries – everything was possible and I was being given the chance to learn all kinds of skills here. I couldn’t wait to delve into their lessons they would teach me.
“The power you feel, is that of the shared exhilaration we all feel at your presence again with us – each day another fellow traveller arrives from a journey through dark realms and it is up to us to welcome each couple into our home. It is only once each of the pair has found one another that they may enter our city; it is a sign of harmony between them and lets us know that they are balanced in mind a spirit. The greeting we performed; specifically the ray of pink light I sent you is the formal greeting between light beings – it would be beneficial to practise this with everyone on your path. Light beings are what we are and you will come to see that in your lessons with each of our trusted guides. The first task we shall conquer is introducing you to the the master of balance and we will have a meditation session with him right away to determine your spirit name, if ever you need it.”
We walked into an oval chamber with scented candles burning at the sides; a peaceful aura of silence hung in the air along with a whimsical aura of content joy and happiness. Six people were meditating round the centre of the room on a raised platform with a thick tree trunk in its centre protruding the floor; their backs were leaned against the trunk for comfort and to connect with the tree.
“That is correct; the tree harmonizes the energies of the beings it’s in contact with – that’s why they’re all leaned against it. It is a simple way of becoming balanced beyond the act of sitting cross legged. This room also fosters balanced energies since it is used for exactly that purpose. Every guest adds his or her energy to it making it stronger and stronger with each visit. Nothing is ever wasted – that is why we have rooms for each activity; to pool all energies of similar sort into the same space to achieve the greatest result. This way we all benefit from each of our actions. Now you may take your place in front of our six meditators and focus on harmony peace and balance; we will whisper into your ear the time at which you may search for your true name. In the mean while we will be sending you light so that you may raise your vibration faster.”
Not understanding fully I knew that it would all make sense as I went along so I took my place – my girl and the royal couple taking places close by – I crossed my legs and focused on tranquillity and on freeing my mind from clutter. It was very easy achieving an enlightened state with the help of so many – the minutes flew by likes seconds as I then felt myself almost entering a thick trance. An effortless flow seemed to be what I was harmonizing with – it felt light and precious; almost something worth protecting with all my might – I now understood why this culture was so convinced in their graceful ways and I now knew where all of their might came from. I felt strong and full of energy; ready to carry on regardless of theoretical barriers. This state of mind gently nudged answer to question in a quiet loving way as to not upset a wonderful balance – easy of thought and being was what I was experiencing – the state one experiences when in utter peace.
With an almost silent whisper I could hear her say: “Search.”
I did not want to leave the almost dreamy atmosphere and then I remembered that it was here that I would find what I was looking for: Dravinn. Dravinn is what I had found. Dravinn is what my subconscious has fed me. Dravinn is what my spirit name would be. I was Dravinn from now on.
Feeling refreshed and having gotten what I came for my mind gently ended the trance and reintroduced me to the world of sight by opening my eyes. It was hard to believe that these worlds were the same, yet they were connected only through different senses – the world of the senses was massive and something told me I just knew of the tip of the iceberg. The mind is a beautiful thing.
Getting up I was greeted by the balance master, he was one of the six people meditating of whom he was the first in line in front of me.
He let me know that we would be spending time together in the coming months and that we would get better acquainted as the time grew on and then added that we were already as close as brothers in our hearts before making way for the others to greet me as well.
Every encounter seemed to reconnect me with my past and with a forgotten part of me as if my soul was being put together again – piece by piece, face by face and voice by voice. It was beautiful; I had trouble keeping the tears from my eyes. When the time came each familiar soul greeted me good bye using my new found name – congratulating me on my way out.
After the emotional few minutes it was time to leave and move on to the next part of our journey through the city. We would be going to the light workers workshop. Here I would be learning to bend light and change matter as I pleased – an extremely exciting skill to have – I couldn’t wait.
Arriving there I noticed the entire workshop being filled with all kinds of lights; the colours and shapes were all different from one another, it must be how they train lightwork.
There were many people busy with their spells, I decided to on greeting them with a ray of pink light from my heart, which worked very well I noticed as I was bombarded with returning pink lights. After they had finished their spells I was greeted in person by everyone in the room – the last of which was the head lightworker – my mentor. He explained to me that lightwork was the materialization of a thought and that I should keep that in mind until we should convene my first lesson.
Again the meetings were pulling at my heart strings and the notion of the multitude I was going to learn was stirring up exuberance in my mind but I was getting weary.
The priestess leading us let me know the last person to see on our trip through the city was going to be the master of sound. He was a sound illusionist – creating sound from thought into reality adding onto sound produced by instruments and vocals.
In our meeting the power of imagination was yet again brought into the light as his discribings were of how every song was the listener’s vision. The producer only a participator in the festivity of an ongoing song that will go on forever – a heart song that stops for no one and enables each musician to produce his part in perfect harmony as to make something that is the perceptual dream of all who wish to hear it. He promised that I would get to see his work first hand in the oncoming festivities.
In the short time spent in this city I was mesmerized by this way of life – everything seemed a dance in a ritualistic musical that seemed to never end. This civilization was a vibrant culture that seemed to explode of enthusiasm and ability. These people lived a wonderful dream that showed itself in every facet of their world. I was very keen to see all their crafts come together on a celebration; I could only imagine sound being expressed visually with lightwork and the vocals of angels mixing together with any sounds constructed out of their collective imagination. My mind was at the brink of explosion when our departure was announced. A pink ray of light later we were on our way to our quarters – a quaint little cottage built in a crown of a tree overlooking partly the city and partly the forest – a blink later and we were at our doorstep, the royal couple needed but our touch to teleport us with them. Floating and blinking they assured us we would learn on our own – between getting to know lightwork and the art of meditation. They gave us directions to their quarters, the entertainment area, shops and to the restaurants so that we may spend our time leisurely between learning and having fun. Every lesson we would learn would be on a whim – telepathically our mentors would know of our arrival – for the next period ahead enjoying our time was the highest priority. With that the couple bid us farewell and we fell into bed exhausted and watching the sun set, talking until the night drew our eyes shut.