In which I conduct an online life review through a series of blog entries, making the best use of Mercury retrograde and the last-quarter lunar cycle of this week. I'm not doing year-by-year accounts but focusing instead on the spiritual and "weird" (paranormal, occult, psychic, etc.) experiences that unfolded through the decade.
This first entry contains a bit of a prologue, harking to a 1998 experience.
I entered the twenty-first century just as I was chronologically entering my midlife-crisis period (in astrology, that begins in the mid-30s; yup, this kinda reveals my age now, ha ha). To make matters even more exciting, 2001 began the two-year cycle of eclipses in Gemini-Sagittarius, giving cosmic wake-up calls to my natal moon and sun, as well as my "Life Mission/Soul Purpose" points, the North and South lunar nodes. You could say I was scheduled by the Universe to start up the incoming century with such a major major launch of a new phase in my earthly journey. Hence the blog title.
I find it helpful to look back at the decade just past with such astrological awareness! Nope, I didn't enter the decade studying my astro chart and figuring out how things would unfold in my life, although even then I was already doing amateur astrology. I did enter the decade as a beginning student of
A Course in Miracles, the nonsectarian, nontraditional, and psychospiritual teaching that is now the basis of how I live these days. Click
HERE for more info about the Course.
I also entered the first decade of the new century at a certain state of awareness. My kundalini, which had started awakening more and more in the mid-90s, had more or less calmed down. I was already doing professional readings using rune stones, and a few years earlier, I had befriended this group of interesting humans who called themselves
ganap, or whole, authentic, real (much later, I realized that being
ganap would be something similar to the Wingmakers' concept of the Sovereign Integral. Click
HERE and
HERE for more info). They recognized my energy as being
bukas or open to my Higher Self, although when they told me that, it really didn't make much sense to me.
I mention this group because they were instrumental in helping me meet my spirit guides, when I was able to convince one of its members to facilitate my past life regression, in 1998. Ha ha, instead of a regression (and even a future life progression; click
HERE for an explanation of what past lives really are, and sort of an intro to this experience), I "met" these "light beings" who turned out to be my spirit guides. Actually, our spirit guides are part of the Higher Self, which is a collective, so technically, I simply had a Deepening or a
Paglalalim, since I was already
bukas. (Actually, it was explained to me that a past life regression/future life progression is also a type of deepening, since you need to connect with your Higher Self to access your records.)
I met these beings during the meditation's portion where past life memories were supposed to start manifesting, or future life glimpses, since nothing had happened with the past life regression so I was guided by the facilitator to ask for a progression instead. So there I was, eyes closed, comfortably lying on the floor, with my friend Grace taking notes of whatever I'd say (to record the event, as a scribe), and I was being asked by the facilitator what i could "see" or feel.
To capture those memories, I want to put here the actual notes by Grace of what i'd say aloud during the meditation to describe what I was feeling, seeing, and hearing. I spoke mostly in our native language, Pilipino. Grace's own notes in English and mine are enclosed in parentheses and my translations to English in square brackets.
May 8, 1998, Cavite residence, 6-8:10 pm
Manhid iyong tenga ko. [My ear is numb] (Later in the notebook, I pencilled in my own remembrance, mainit or warm.)
Kanang tenga manhid. [Right ear, numb]
Wala akong nakikita. [I'm not seeing anything.]
Parang may mga ilaw mula sa kaliwa. [Seems there are lights from the left.] (The lights manifest like someone shining several pencil-thin flashlights--or laser pointers--on my closed eyes, concentrating on the left eyeball. There is actually more than one light, hence my use of the plural. All this time, the venue where we were having the session was dark, as they had closed the ceiling light.)
Ilaw sa may left. Bright. [Light to the left, bright]
Bakit nasa kaliwa? [Why at the left?] (I can't recall now if this was me asking or the facilitator, not clear in the notes.)
Konting kuryente sa kanang paa at init sa ulo. (Some electricity at right foot and warmth in head] (the electricity here is more like a tingling feeling.)
Hindi nagbabago ang ilaw. [The light is not changing]. (Here Grace notes that I am relaxed, my eyes are closed but the eyeballs can be seen moving to and fro, as if searching.)
I kept mentioning the light, and that I even moved my right hand to wave in front of my closed eyes, to no effect. There was simply light, or lights. The lights eventually started moving, and I said they were like flashlights. At this point, the facilitator apparently told me to switch to a future life progression since nothing was happening in the regression.
In this portion, my fave spirit guide showed up in a vision (same guy I saw at my Catholic "Life in the Spirit" seminar--make a guess!). Then flashes of light continued to pour on me, some coming from the top of my head.
By now I started to "hear" the lights through my clairaudience, which had been manifesting even when I was active in the Catholic charismatic movement (as a gift of the Spirit, said to be that of prophecy). I got a lot of messages from them (they were a group, but didn't give their name/names yet in this session).
Anyway, I bring up this experience because this same group of beings continued to relate with me. Not yet in 2001, when I had to grieve for the physical loss of my biological father, although they were making themselves felt subtly by the time I decided to start teaching the Course, along with the enneagram and color therapy, in 2002. I started to give talks and seminars on these topics, that when 2003 arrived, I was invited to give a Holy Week group retreat on the Course, at a Batangas venue.
I would say that 2001 was my year of "death," or transformation, as symbolized by my father's passing away--the child has to put away her childish things. I spent the rest of 2001 grieving, getting stuck in one Course Workbook lesson for months, and then finally moving on in 2002 to finish the Workbook and Text and the entire book. I was now ready to share the Course as a teacher.
