Vasanas

In Sanskrit a Vasana is an ancient soul wound emerging from the human energy body as a traumatic flash back, rage, anger, fear, physical pain, exhaustion, sadness, grief or confusion.

If you’re reading this, it’s likely that you’re familiar with the term and concept of vasana or ancient wound. The focus in this article is to provide a practical tool to assist and empower those who feel overwhelmed or incapacitated by these soul wounds. Know that you’re not alone. All awakening humans are experiencing vasanas to some degree. They’re a natural part of the Ascension/Transformation process, it’s crucial to understand that we must resolve these ancient wounds for our soul’s evolution. We absolutely can learn how to cope with and release these wounds.

Our souls are eternal, so we can do the work now or later, more rapidly or at a slower pace. It is our choice and we have already set the scene for our own evolution. There’s no time frame,set on the work. The work will indeed get done; it’s just a matter of whether or not you want to do it now. Because of the Ascension energies there’s added “support” energetically for the processing of these wounds at this time in the history of mankind. This available energy is more noticeable now in our daily lives; often distracting us and draining our resources.   So many of us are lightworkers trying to be of service to the planet at this time, but it can be discouraging when an ancient wound rears up and forces our attention away from our service work.

We must trust and know that this is part of the process, and we have to decide to stand tall thru the pain and discomfort and get through it if we are going to actualize our true potential as light beings.

When experiencing an ancient wound it’s hard sometimes to look inward and to make that intentional connection with our higher self.

We are spirit beings having a human experience, as is so often stated. We are more vast than the human biological organism has the capacity to understand. Imagine you are in every molecule that comprises the universe and then beyond that. And that just about says how vast we are. But here on Earth, we lose the sense of that wonder. The good news is the higher self is available by way of our own minds, once we have summoned the connection.

While experiencing an vasana or ancient wound, however we experience it, we can all agree that it feels pretty darned crappy. These old, painful, often ugly, supressed aspects of ourselves can take our breath away. I have several previous blogs dedicated to this subject in one fashion or another. These techniques can be done anywhere with eyes open or closed, just make sure you’re seated or lying downn during the process.

•Acknowledge that you’re having this experience, and breathe deeply.
•Know and trust that you have the courage to get through it.
•Reach out to your higher self. Simply think or state out loud “Higher self, please be with me now.”
•Notice where in your body, and how you’re experiencing your wound.
•Ask your higher self to assist you in becoming the observer to your experience.
•See yourself as a witness standing to the side of your experience viewing it as a scene without judgment.
•Allow the wound to tell you what it needs. You could ask,“How can I help you heal?”
•Imagine the higher self/observer aspect of self giving the wound what it needs with unconditional love. It could be healing light, sound, a prayer, whatever feels right.
•Ask the wound if there’s anything else that can be done at this time to assist in its healing.
•Now ask that all aspects of self to be combined and integrated into a new whole and healthy you.
Releasing our wounding comes in layers. It’s important to be patient and kind with ourselves as we travel the terrain of this wild roller coaster ride of self healing. Know that our bodies are like a repository for all this life’s and our past life’s experiences.  As an example, i had a vision several years ago as i was out walking one day. In the memory/vision i saw myself on horseback on a battlefield, another rider approached and suddenly i was impaled with a spear thru the chest. The last thing i felt in that experience was felt once more in THIS physical body as a deep searing pain that went completely through my chest and was felt in my back to the same intensity from that ancient wound. The pain was excruciating for sometime and then it diminished to a dull ache which lasted several days until i released the cellular memory of the past life event. Somehow we carry over these experiences from life to life as an energetic wound or vasana.

When working with these ancient woundings it is always good to affirm something like: I am open to love, to my growth and to the light of my spirit for healing these old wounds.

Blessings on the path, Crazywolf

3 X class flares in 24 hours

Feeling this latest intense round of Solar bombardment? Ever feel your emotions change for no apparent reason? Unexplainable headaches? Maybe angry or hyper for no good reason? READ THIS!!! Also watch the video. It blew my mind. It’s very short and amazing. And disregard the shills, there’s far to much evidence to deny this. [link to http://www.carliniinstitute.com

Quoting link- “I have noticed in my own research that solar activity is known to influence human consciousness. Solar flares affect the Central Nervous System (stomach lining), all brain activity (including equilibrium), along with human behaviour and all psycho-physiological (mental-emotional-physical) response. Solar flares can cause us to be nervous, anxiousness, worrisome, jittery, dizzy, shaky, irritable, lethargic, exhausted, have short term memory problems and heart palpitations, feel nauseous, queasy, and to have prolonged head pressure and headaches. Do you have any of the above lately?”

IMHO, I think some people are more susceptible than others, us empaths get the brunt of the discomfort as this energy rolls thru us.
Crazywolf

The Hopi and the sacred hoop

rendering of petroglyph at hopi reservation

There is a  red sandstone cliff, near second mesa on the Hopi Reservation in northern Arizona. On this cliff is etched a picture of the past, present, and the future. This site is known as Hopi Prophecy Rock. The petroglyph there depicts the Hopi as emerging from the underground to the surface of the earth. The actual place for this emergence is a sacred site located in the Grand Canyon. The Sioux peoples also believe they came from underground at a place in the Black Hills known as Wind Cave.

The story depicted on the prophecy rock shows how the tribal clans of the Hopi migrated in the 4 directions, then turned left, forming a Swastika symbol. The clans that followed migrated in the 4 directions, then turned left, forming a reverse Swastika symbol. After traveling in the 4 directions, they return to the center. When they reach the center it will be the end of the fourth age.

The Sioux, very much like the Hopi, traveled in the four directions after emerging from their underground origin. The Sioux also believe that man has evolved through 4 ages, calling them the Age of Rock, Age of Fire, Age of the Bow, and Age of the Pipe. The length of each age is not known, but the prophecy states  during the time of each age, man would gradually become a “two-heart”.

The Hopi Prophecy Rock clearly depicts three “two-heart” individuals. A two-hearted person is one who thinks with his head rather than his heart. This is in reference to the left-brain analytical thinking. A person who thinks with his heart uses the right-brain intuitive thinking. Currently man is out of balance because we live in a left brained dominated society. We place more emphasis on left-brain thinking than right-brain heart centered thought.

The Hopi Prophecy Rock shows a space where the two-hearted people have a chosen to either start thinking with their hearts or continue to think with their heads only. If they chose the latter, it will lead to self-destruction; if they chose to think with their hearts they would gradually return to the natural way and their own survival.

On the Hopi Prophecy Rock are 3 circles which represent 3 world-shakings. The story is told that people of the Earth would reach a time when they would forget the story of how “we are all one”. The Creator would then cause 3 world-shakings to remind the people of our unity.

The first world-shaking would be recognized when a bug on a ribbon is flung into the air. This is interpretated as an airplane. Airplanes were first used in war was World War I.  Hence, World War I would be the first world-shaking, as depicted.

The second world-shaking would be recognized when man used the Hopi migration symbol (swastika) in war. This was World War II, which is the second world-shaking. The great Oglala Sioux holy man,  Black Elk, had also foreseen the coming of World War I & II.

The third world-shaking would be recognized by a red blanket or cloak.

Could this mean Communist China? Or Russia?

Native Elders tell us that Mother Earth is surrounded by negative energy which is given off by the human brain. One of the reasons for the Sun Dance is to give thanks to father sun for all he has provided us on Mother earth. By sending good thoughts to the sun, the people could mitigate the negative energy.

The Hopi Prophecy story also said that signs of the third-world shaking would be given when:

1. Trees will die. (Acid rain and the demise of the rainforest).

2. Man will build a house in the sky. (Space station Mir, or the planned international space station to be built).

3. Cold places will become hot. Hot places will become cold. (Erractic weather patterns and global warming, which is happening now).

4. Lands will sink into the ocean and lands will rise out of the sea.

5. There will be an appearance of the Blue Star Kachina

The constellation of Orion’s belt is the area of the sky known to the Sioux as the Heart of the White Buffalo constellation. The White Buffalo legend states that a sacred maiden brought a holy pipe to be used by the Sioux. When she departed she said she would return to help the people when they werer in trouble and turmoil. As she turned to leave she turned into a black buffalo, then a red buffalo, then a yellow buffalo, and finally into a white buffalo. Then she went back up into the clouds.

In August of 1994 a white buffalo was born in Wisconsin. Two more were born in May 1996 in South Dakota. One died but the other lived. Oglala Sioux holy man Dawson No Horse, stated that as we move into the next century, times would be very difficult. Sioux holy man, Black Elk, foresaw the Sacred Hoop of the world’s nations coming together soon— a reference to the thousand years of peace that is to follow the third-world shaking.

Dr. Allen

The Sacred Hoop

Medicine Wheels or Sacred Hoops are stone circles that have been found all over north America. A typical Sacred Hoop consists of a center stone with numerous stone spokes radiating out to an external ring of stones that create a Wheel or a Hoop. The Sacred Hoop shares many common features with other types of Solar mandalas.

Medicine Wheels have been incorporated into many  new age practices. However, many Native American groups have voiced their displeasure at what they believe is non-natives appropriating their spirituality by adopting Native spiritual practices such as Sacred Hoop rituals without authorization from recognized native spiritual authorities. Being native myself i can not accept this attitude from my brothers and sisters, it is too late to be propriatary about sacred ritual and shunning would be seekers at any level.

Most Native American cultures do not openly share their rituals or beliefs in connection with the Sacred Hoop. I think this is a shame. The Hopi wisdom is one of the least known indigenous spiritual traditions in the Americas. However, they have openly shared some of their mythology with the world.

One Hopi myth that has been publicly shared states that at one time all peoples of the Earth were one family. The Great Spirit called all the people together. The Spirit sent one group of people North to master the Fire Element. These people became the Europeans. Spirit sent another group East, to master the Air Element. These became the Oriental races. Spirit sent a third group West to master the Water Element. These became the African people. Great Spirit sent a fourth group of people South to master the Earth Element. These people became the Native American tribes.

According to the Hopi and other tribes, the cardinal directions correspond with the four colors, the four Elements and the four human races.

North corresponds to the color White, the Fire Element and the European races.

East corresponds to the color Yellow, the Air Element and the Asian races.

West corresponds to the color Black, the Water Element and the African races.

South corresponds to the color Red, the Earth Element and the Native American races.

Many people have made the mistake of associating the physical Elements of the cardinal directions with the racial elements of the Sacred Hoop. It is important not to confuse the Elements that the Spirit asked each tribe to master with the actual cardinal direction associated with each Element. The colors and Elements associated with the Native American Medicine Wheel correspond to the races of humans and the elements they were meant to master, not solely with the actual Element associated with each direction.

In order to best understand how the Elements and colors of the different races differ from those of the cardinal directions, we need to first research how anthropological history actually confirms the Hopi myth of the Sacred Hoop. 

more tomorrow,  Crazywolf

Death of the EGO

Posted on February 22, 2013 by crazywolf777

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…..Crazywolf

Controlled Folly

Controlled Folly

In light of his focus and detachment, a spiritual warrior also understands that his life consists of equally important acts, and these actions are also equally unimportant. Sounds like a contradiction in terms doesn’t it?

This premise warrants further explanation because it is critical to a full understanding of the warrior mentality. It raises the following question. If all of our acts are equally important and unimportant, why should we bother with the Golden Rule or have personal integrity? Why not be like so many others and worship at the altars of greed and avarice, if it does not matter what we choose to do? What about morality and ethical concerns? Do we just throw them to the wind?

The answer is controlled folly, as described in Carlos Castaneda’s ” Journey to Ixtlan.” Here is an excerpt from his dialogue with the Nagual Don Juan.

Don Juan is speaking to CC:

“I am happy that you finally asked me about my controlled folly after so many years, and yet it wouldn’t have mattered to me in the least if you had never asked. Yet I have chosen to feel happy, as if I cared, that you asked, as if it would matter that I care. That is controlled folly!”

We both laughed very loudly. I hugged him. I found his explanation delightful although I did not quite understand it…

“With whom do you exercise controlled folly, don Juan?” I asked after a long silence.

He chuckled. “With everybody!” he exclaimed, smiling.

When do you choose to exercise it, then?”

“Every single time I act.”

I felt I needed to recapitulate at that point and I asked him if controlled folly meant that
his acts were never sincere but were only acts of an actor.

“My acts are sincere,” he said, “but they are only acts of an actor.”

“Then everything you do must be controlled folly!” I said truly surprised.

“Yes, everything,” he said.

“But it can’t be true,” I protested, “that every one of your acts is only a controlled folly.”

“Why not?” he replied with a mysterious look.

“That would mean that nothing matters to you and you don’t really care about anything or anybody. Take me, for example. Do you mean that you don’t care whether or not I become a man of knowledge, or whether I live, or die, or do anything?”

“True!” I don’t. You are like Lucio [another one of don Juan’s apprentises] or everybody else in my life, my controlled folly.”

“I experienced a peculiar feeling of emptiness…”

Controlled folly does not mean that nothing matters to a warrior. On the contrary, it means that a warrior acknowledges that he does not know all the questions, much less the answers to all of life’s complexities and mysteries.

He honors the unknown and unknowable, remaining open and fluid instead of pretending that he knows everything.  He  never exhausts his power building and trying to maintain castles made of sand. He realizes that he can not anticipate the workings of the Spirit.

A warrior gathers power by acting impeccably. He chooses what to be and what to do, according to a set of values and principles that defines him,  just as I have chosen to make impeccability the focal point of my value system.

A spiritual warrior plays for keeps using his personal power in a clear and focused manner to accomplish his intent because, with death always at at his shoulder he knows that it does not make any sense to spend this precious lifetime acting in an unfocused and haphazard way.

Yet, at the same time, because he knows that he does not have all the answers, he realizes that nothing he does may matter in the scope of the totality of the universe.

He realizes that nothing he says or does may ever be of any eternal signifigance. But he acts anyway out of a deep longing lodged in the quiet recesses of his soul.

It is about a perspective, indeed. He chooses the empowering optimistic perspective without regret assuming full responsibility for his choices and acts even though he knows damned well that it may be folly to do so.

A spiritual warrior chooses to live his life on the abyss  and he laughs as he leaps into the unknown.

Crazywolf

Lightwarriors

Looking back at this week, i have to say i am a little more than distressed at the events we have all witnessed in our country. The tragedy in Boston taking center stage. There is so much going on behind the scenes right now that i don’t know how to talk about my feeling other than to say, “I just want some sanity displayed somewhere in all of this”. Yes, it was a horrible thing and a senselesss act of violence is always traumatizing. But then the media coverage continued to dramatize and further traumatize the country by overplaying each moment in excrutiating minutia. The police presence was so overpowering you would never have guessed they were looking for 2 kids. It seemed as if this was an opportunity to run a drill of some sort.
We live in a society where 90% of our entertainment is based on murder and violence and then we dare to ask why these kinds of tragedies continue to occur.

I consider myself a lightworker and yes it is hard to stay centered in these chaotic times, especially when the shock waves reveberate across the grid lines of the planet like pain from an acupuncture needle.

Lightwarriors… Our medicine is surely needed. Calmness is needed. Wisdom is needed. Strength is needed. Don’t give into the madness. We need to hold our light torches high for our brothers and sisters.

Thank you for letting me speak. There is so much more i want to say, but this is enough for now, least i digress.

Be in your heart space and in calm