“The Vedic City” April 24, 2016

A huge healing goes on between myself and the aspect of my self that manifests as the Sadhu, the fellow siddhic avatar I encountered at the Inn of Time Well-Spent in the City of Portals a year previous, as we encounter the avatars of the Vedic City and the towne of Fairfield, home to the buddhafield of meditators and the Maharishi University of yogic aspiration …

The Crestone Crusaders

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Lotus Lane

As a general rule I like sleeping in the back of my truck, stretched out on the sheepskin rug that I shared with North for years. It’s comforting for me to have my own cave to retreat to, one that holds me in the embrace of my pack as I make my way across the territories.

Tavern of the Muses

As I enter the space, I am keenly aware of the energies of the Muse, that which underlies all taverns and places of Story.

Adventurers gather at the tavern. Everyone knows this. It’s like, a rule.

Temple of the Water Dragon

A deep magic goes on in this place devoted to the dance of the elements, emblazond with the sigils of the dragon. Here, I have to face the deep rage and agitation that is coming up for me regarding the Sadhu, where I am gradually coming to See, more and more, how he is the embodiment of a certain aspect of my own self. One for which I am finding both acceptance and forgiveness.

Warriors of Light

Raentuka continues to show his alliance, graciously offering me the opportunity to use his office whilst in the Vedic City. His generosity abounds as he gives me a copy of the spell he has been creating to help people with their SEO in the internet. A highly efficient wielding of light that plays out on the surface plane as the ‘SEO Ultimate’ plugin for the wordpress.

Healing the Whole

Intentionally, I guide the spell, feeling the resonances shared by all of us, the distortions and clarity embodied within the wandering Sadhu as an aspect of our own self….

The Shadowman

There is a moment when I see between the realms, witnessing The Shadow Man in his aspect as the Shadowman through the grill of the doorway to the music studio. Such was his place of power, his aspect of both anonymity and agency, illuminating the light of life in his movement through the shadows of the soul.

I have a vision, then, of his aspect in the realm of the Gods.

The Maharishi University

For me this was the aka of education manifest in the field, it's essence reminding me of the moment on the quest during the "The Children's Crusade" when i'd encountered the Waldorf school on my travels along the rainbow road.

I knew this thing. I knew it so clearly. It had always been there, from the beginning of my journey. This sense that everything was the same thing, that all aspects of the Creation were waves upon an ocean of it’s own substance. It was a felt thing, a gnosis deep from within me, where my movements through the university were seen as my Self moving through the self to the Self in an ever-shifting and repetitive blossoming over time.

The Long Sleep

As a traveler between the realms, I have a vast amount of experience driving for long periods of time.

In contrast, when necessary, I have the catlike ability to sleep for long periods of time, nestling myself into furs and dreams to ease the space between places on the Quest. We had let go of the Sadhu and had taken on new passengers, and I resolved to allow myself to regenerate after the journey, giving the reins of the truck over to my allies for the return. As we loaded up the gear, I reshaped the sheepskin blankets in the cargo bay, forming myself a cocoon to sleep my way back to Crestone.