Taking a step towards the roughly rocked entrance seemingly alive with fluid energy I place my feet into parallel grooves in the floor – green flames quietly burning cold up my ankles. I feel a spark run through my body instantly stiffening my torso into upright position. My arms move upwards; palms facing each wall close beside me. As my star figure locks into position the torrents of electricity rush through me like a hurricane.  Every fibre in me is becoming part of the whole; being twisted and reconstructed to withstand the power this cathedral holds – only a body that is pure can enter unharmed.

Intricate patterns appear on the walls – the lines bursting from all sides in streams of light forming symbols that give a face to the five energies that must harmonize within me.

My limbs feel as if they are becoming lighter, with a soft sense of numbness swirling through my veins like a flooding disease taking root in my bones – tendril for tendril overtaking my entire physical vessel and making it ethereal. This ultimate form fits like a glove – the suit of the sovereign warrior.

The illuminated forest behind me now creeping with watchful eyes; eager to witness my ascension -silenced by awe as my hovering silhouette rises from the floor. This last stage will leave me completed and fearless.

The final surge drops me to the floor – palms glowing and eyes flashing my gaze beholds the heavy doors slowly opening with the sound of gravel being crushed underneath their weight.

Movement seems effortless, as if producing the thought were the only obstacle between imagination and reality. The moist corridor that is the path to the temple is lit by glowing marble – its veins flowing forward as if showing the way. Constantly changing shades from a soft orange to a neon blue and then to a crisp yellow – aromas escaping cracks in the floor in green mists.

It’s like this place is alive, breathing in ancient glory.

The tunnel slopes down before becoming an upward ascent. A brightness can soon be seen at the end and before long the path becomes a circular room with crevices branching off to all sides and a circular tribunal in the centre with steps facing my way. The golden rock finish shines out its wholly aura, carved insignias covering every inch show its spiritual value and ancient presence.

This is a place where gods meet.

Crystals hanging from the ceiling stutteringly spark here and there with seemingly pure manna dripping from the spaces between in oozing emerald slivers of light.

As I reach the top of the stairs I find two stone chairs on either side of me and a low table directly ahead. I feel drawn to the chair on the right and sit down awaiting companionship.

No thought too soon I perceive the outlines of a figure materializing in the only chair left.

Dark knowing eyes first, then the bodily outlines. Insect like and robed in enchanted silk – more symbols as if worn as jewellery. A floating mark on its forehead signifying no need for a crown. Four arms rugged with spikes and horns to protect its carapace. Sharp teeth protruding the side of its mouth. One pair of arms resting on the chair and the other pair leaning on its elbows and forming a sign with its hands this benevolent being opens its jaw and speaks: Greetings; I am U’reel. I am the caretaker of the forests heart. You have travelled a long way on your own as preparation for your meeting with the maroon crystal in which burns the purple flame. It is connected to the origin of all creation and therefore able to grant you any one wish. Know that the change you ask for will be permanent and can have post creational effects. Your bodies may be altered and this will take its toll, so it is up to you to ask only what you are capable of sustaining. On entrance your light bodies and physical bodies have been cleansed and now it is up to you to keep them that way – your teachers have taught you well in the art of handling energies – this procedures product will rely on your willingness to treat your body with only the finest of energies. Connecting with the forests centre is a privilege and an honour and will leave you in a higher sense of health. You will telepathically connect to the crystal and so you shall communicate with her in the most sacred of rituals. This process is a compression of experience and an accelerated process of learning, so be not alarmed when your mind is suddenly flooded with knowledge and memories – they originate from your heart and will help you recognize the highest version of yourself and anchor this side of you – this true self – into the core of your being. Do you have any questions to ask me?

I replied: The crystal lives?

“Indeed – all matter gains consciousness over time. This crystal speaks for the planet, her name is Ra’Imboo – cherish her words.”

And with that the benevolent being got up and motioned with an arm signalling my movement into the middle of the tribunal we were on. He then sent me an image of me kneeling telepathically and took up a place in front of me. He then spoke in a tongue I could not understand, ushering a blessing and a summoning with arms extended and casting a spell of gratitude. Golden dust sparkling in the air in front of him and light green mist escaping from his hands the bequeathment was complete – the ceiling was opening almost as if it were organic – stones grinding against one another, crystals dropping to the floor and shattering at their landings. U’reel made his way to the side of the chamber directly in front of me, passing underneath the extending red crystal being formed in my field of vision. As he reached the wall he turned to face me, bowed and vanished in a yellow crack of light.

The red crystal carried on unravelling itself until it was an infinite array of rotating gems engulfing my realm of sight. It was giant in size and gave with its presence the sweetest and most peaceful of auras – causing harm an impossibility and a thought as far from mind as an unimaginable universe. All of my erroneous thought paths were healed in its presence and I could feel the vitalization throughout my entire body. The cleansing from before was just temporary – this effect was permanent. The blood in my body was pumping light and I effortlessly lifted off to find myself hovering in the most comfortable of positions as if leaned perfectly in a chair made of silk right between the moment of full consciousness and of falling asleep – the moment where the mind is perfectly at ease yet fully alert. My heart contained only this emotion: Pink Bliss.

And in this bliss I received a heartfelt greeting:”Hello young one. You have made it home.”

Loving the feeling I responded with a heartfelt thank you and a smile with pure contentment and pleasure: “I wish to be here with you as long as time permits – your presence and lovely energy fill my heart with joy – the kind I never wish to let go of.”

“You need not worry, for this feeling you shall now take with you along your path wherever you go – we are connected through all fibres of existence – your heart needs merely to remember the feeling. Now what would you gladly love to remember, there is nothing you have not experienced through previous existences that you now have a desire for and therefore it is but a memory away, so wish young one and may you remember your age as an old soul.”

“I have long awaited the day I could fly again, hover and blink in the quirkiest of fashions – it is dear to my heart to be free as a bird again – instead of being chained to the ground beneath my feat. I realize that this ability lives in conjunction with a raised vibration – the truth vibration – so my real wish is to be reunited with my highest self so that I may manifest my every desire from imagination alone.”

Ra’Imboo:”You have a great desire – this has been the road you have been travelling all along – the road of ascension into the higher realms to meet your true self once again. It is your origin so your desire to reunite is not an unthinkable one – it is most logical for it is the dimension of inner peace and tranquillity. You spend your every waking moment on the journey towards the combination of yourself and this wholly presence of consciousness. And what you search for you shall receive. Now shut your eyes and open your mind wider than ever before.”

She poured pink and purple energy through my being and with sparks between our hearts’ centres old memories came flooding through my conscience. Memories of abundant times, of powerful times, of times where my conscience was of solidity and strong will – of certainty and formidability. I remembered times in which I was proud and knowledgeable – of when my life was at its peaks. I remembered the journeys to those peaks and the conquering of past troubles – of how I stood triumphant over my ailments and darker foes. Times where I had taken the high road and shone brightly at their apex to solidify my place in the higher dimensions. It was all coming back to me – the missing puzzle pieces that glued together my former self and my higher self – I now knew who I had been and who I had become, how I was once and how I now am a product in combination of the three – the same person with yet another valuable experience to draw from. Ever changing, yet always staying me, this way I always had me to fall back on for at my core this was the true self that waited – waited in guidance until it was time again to attain mastery and its highest of aspects.

The procedure slowly halted and I was released back into regular consciousness with a twist – I had become more sure of myself and the world around me felt fluid – as if I were its wielder. I was in supreme command of my powers and experiencing a highly enlightened state – I was overjoyed that this was now to be my home – this angelic presence. I was still I’m Ra’Imboo’s embrace, comfortably floating in grace – her ever rearranging crystals staring at me with the love of a mother.

“Thank you, so very much. This has been one of my most cherished experiences in this life – how may I repay you?”

Ra’Imboo:“Wear your pride on your sleeve and be as gracious as you now know you are in every gesture, existence flows through your veins stronger than ever before. We shall look back on this day in another life and celebrate the occasion, for now find your way home and rest – you will come to see your new gifts taking form in the coming days. You have done well old one – now you see as all do – through your divine eye.”

With those last words she put me down and returned to her place in the mountains core, a whisper hanging in the air:”I have left you with a guide and a wisp of power, go well”

My body felt as if held alive by frail wires, I stumbled down the path I came in and found myself in the thick brush of the forest – the vast doorway slamming shut behind me. Getting home looked hard but I knew all I had to do was call on my guide. I walked a few steps and leaned against the a tree projecting my thoughts towards my saviour.

A black skinny cat perched on an arm of the contorted tree peered down into my eyes – capturing my vision. White plates with a black crack, blue on the edges forming hypnotizing vision – his feline stare lets me know there’s knowledge behind this facade; collected conscience tinted with a tricky character.

Join me for your way home, your immediate way is littered with peril.

I look down the light fly litten path ahead of me before reaching for a branch being grown my way, the cats eyes edging with yellow green electrifying light. Energy waves of the same shade running through its bones, almost visible to the eye; the release on its disproportionally big paws into the veins of the tree. His slightly bigger than knee high stature reveals a spiked skeleton underneath stretched skin, rough patches of wild hair form a mane at the shoulders; Accenture’s on the ankles.

“The path through the thick jungle before us will magically regrow itself for our preservation and concealment.”

Primal sounds strike the airwaves; screeches, alarms – heavy breathing. Something bigs around – further in the distance breaking trees and snapping branches. Flocks of creatures fleeing and attacking.

“My name is Scilla and I am a werecat – your way shower. You know what’s best for you, I like your truth sensor – no hesitation.”

“Touché, good to know who your friends are.” I replied.

“ I have something to show you, keep quiet until the noises seize, we’ll connect telepathically from now on as I guide you out of this mess.

As long as you follow your intuition the branches will grow to a sturdy grip and footing and before you know it we’ll be going very fast – follow me.”

Incredible I thought as within no time it felt like I was ascending through to the rooftops of the trees at tremendous speeds, reaching out an arm every now and then vaulting myself towards the sky with every kick and push. Leaves, vines and trunks passing by in a slipstream of green. A movement trance.

The light appeared too fast for any resistance on my part and before I knew it I was flying across an ocean of vegetation. Seeing the sun was great was my first thought after my landing left me hanging from a thick branch, scratches – no breaks. I pull myself up to find a flickering image of Scilla warp into reality.

Seeing the sun is nice? Haha; Optimism is a good weapon to wield.

We had landed directly in one of the trees on the outskirts of Izuh’goll – exactly where I wanted to be, a quick way to my bed. My house was a mere stones throw away so I thanked the cat greatly and asked it to come by my place any time it wished. At least three days rest were in my future.