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Leliyn
I practised
yoga at sunrise at Leliyn, at the base of the deep pool. There was a dark
heaviness in the water, but it threw the lightness of the clean air into
relief. The sun was going to appear in the deep of the ridge of the two sides
of the gorge. The air was a pure line of energy to the approaching sun.
I was directed
to practise mountain pose and extended mountain pose. My crown chakra was
energised and the length of my spine. Usually I practice Qigong later in the
day, often at evening, but this time, I felt the urge to do a wide variety of
Qigong breathing exercises, especially emphasising the balance of opposites.
Up above the
deep pool of Leliyn, on the walk to the upper waterfalls, the land is decorated
with pretty coloured rocks and a soft light, even in the heat of the day. A
gentle breeze accompanies our walk.
I hear some
women laughing as we get closer to the pools. They tell me it’s a woman’s area,
and for small children. But they are not offended that Albert is along. They
just laugh.
I see signs on
the way. They tell me to follow a
different path. I listen a few times, but Albert and Jett are on the designated
path and I don’t want to lose them. They want me to go slower, but we are in
the heat of the day, and Jett is tired. I compromise. I take a few detours and
pause over some rocks and bent trees.
It’s a softly
enchanting place, and full of good things. It leads to the ‘safe’ rock pools. I
hear them saying that some places I can’t swim, but I’m not sure. I only swim
where I feel for sure, they say, its ok for me.
(I also know,
that if other people swim there, nothing ‘bad’ will happen to them. But if I
don’t listen to my ‘inner voice’, then I go against the red light, and put
myself in danger.
Karlwu Karlwu
The land tells
me where to walk. Albert asked me to explain what I mean. Its like the land
becomes highlighted. It seems ‘obvious’ that this is the way to walk. The other
options are in shadow, in comparison.
The land says
its not about the looks of the place. Forget the looks. Its about the feel of
the place. A feeling you get when you are in between the rocks. The energy that
is special.
Be one with
the land. Put the dirt on your body. Wipe in on your face. Dig a little
underneath, then find the ‘clean’ dirt under… use it to be one with the earth.
Be the land.
Be each animal. Be each pose in play in action in mind. Learn to be one.
I practiced
some yoga poses, and it told me that the poses are to be fully explored. They
are means to experience ‘oneness’. When you practice with each pose, there will
be one that ‘works’ for you. It will act like a bridge to the other world. This
is the pose you need to highlight. Do the others. But keep the one that is your
key, sacred.
In a Chinese Cemetery in Cloncurry
I practiced
induced chi flow. Sometimes it helps me to feel a place. To hear what the land
says.
I felt pain
across my shoulders and heaviness in my right arm. They said, anything you need
to know is in the water supply. Its in the river beds. In the root system of
the trees.
In a Catholic
Church in Cloncurry
I was sitting
at the front, relaxing, in meditation, and I heard ‘Jesus▪ is everywhere. He is
here if you call, but you don’t have to come to church to find him.’ Then I was
specifically told not to let another person bless me in any way, unless
otherwise told.
▪I started
practicing a type of ‘guru yoga’, where one invokes an image of a great teacher
to help contact the universal consciousness. When I thought of different teachers
that I am aware of, I felt most comfortable with Jesus.
Spencer and
Murphy Booksellers
We were
walking around the little town of Yungaburra
when we paused outside one of the pretty houses. It was a book store and living
quarters combined. I paused before entering. A bookstore is a big time stealer
for all of us. Did we have an hour up our sleeve? Indeed we did.
Immediately I
sensed a warm overwhelming peaceful presence. What else to say? It permeated
the entire area. I walked very slowly and as my ‘ordinary’ sense came back to
me (like sight and sound), I saw indications of Buddhist influences in the
décor. There were Tibetan prayer flags, Buddhist figures and a cleansing lemon
scented oil being burnt. I could also
hear the sound of an espresso machine.
I’m in the
beginning of a transformative way of dealing with the world. As I develop a
stronger confidence in myself as me, and as I release my feelings of inadequacy
to live up to the social models, I open up choices of my reality. I have been
asking for help and direction, and I was lead over to a book shelf. The book
would be there. There were two books for me there. One to help in this objective
reality and one to help me in my understanding of what happens to me in my
subjective reality.
Albert and
Jett played chess. I browsed the books. It was an amazing and powerful
experience and one that has given me a lot of help and a new direction for my
thoughts.
Barron Gorge
National Park, Kuranda
The Djabugay people say the great serpent carved the gorge in the dreamtime. It’s
a powerful place, echoing with the remnants of a strong geographical occurrence.
It was highly charged, and we read that there was also a hydro company
utilizing the water’s course. I didn’t hear any messages. I just felt a huge
pulsation of energy. Enough to charge the top of my head (crown).
