A Meditation

Meditation After Blues Jam
from Chicago Bob

I can't sleep and get onto the zen cushions to get settled. I gather up "stuff" from within my field and spew it out the top. Gather up a whirlwind from below, collecting energies that no longer serve me. They did, for several hours tonight, the music was good and now it's time to shift gears because it's like 2am.

It starts out gentle and gathers force as it moves up, stronger like a tornado, spinning strong, fast, up through torso, chest, neck, head and PSSHHFEEWW out the top to wherever it's needed because I don't want it here.

Again with a wider circle, this field of energy is bigger than I thought, six feet out to either side, ten feet below me and above, clean it out and send it up, away. It's not absolutely useless or unneeded, we're only going to get it the hell out of here. And again, just as strong, clean it out, guide the cyclone twisting with my hands, push up, build the pressure and explode it out over my head and away. Much better now. Cleaned out.

Now I need a refill and I call in light from above. Sometimes it's orange or white, coming from Apollo or other guides, this comes in from above and settles in my emptied out field, ten feet below and down there it turns red like a big earth base, feeling the planet and Guia, its spirit. I have this huge egg to fill and the bottom layer is red.

Sacral chakra above that is orange and the core chakra is yellow and it looks like on of them creme de menthe goblets with layers. They each take time to fill and it takes attention and focus to brighten the colors. The layers fill my field evenly, carefully, one by one.

The heart chakra is green and it feels like love. We spend some time on this one, I try to catch the energy but it works better if I flow it through. Send out a lot of love, I love the way this \feels, I love everybody, I love everything. Send it out strong, all around the world. If I try to hold it things get all clogged up, I can only have more by flowing it through, like a two inch pipe, grow it into a four inch pipe, a six inch pipe. This is the only way to increase capacity for love.

This bright lime green light doesn't come from above, it comes from below or behind or within and from a source that is not me. But I am needed as a pumping station in the pipeline. So it keeps pumping even after I move on.

The throat chakra is turquoise and this light is thinner than the others. I have spent three hours singing and it needs to replenish. This is the center of communication and it will refill over the next several hours of sleep, dream, restoration.  It is also the gateway between inner and outer worlds so Janus come in to help, he sits and watches, to guard and help replenish power. He looks outward and inward at the same time, he was posted at the doorway to old Roman homes. Look up Janus, he is cool.

My third eye chakra in the forehead is violet, a dark color but yet brilliant. The deep purple is like a huge donut around my head, I can see it with my eyes closed and a patch opens up. I see a green feudal landscape, lawns and hills, vibrant colors and I try to hold the vision to explore.

And it clears up like a lucid dram, there are whitewashed poles with egg shaped pods on top where monks go to meditate. They have rope ladders, whitewashed adobe buildings with brown corner beams, big like dorms or eating spaces. Meticulous trim all around, bushes and lots of lawn.

Then another patch opens to the left of that, a park on a bluff by the sea. It is Chetzemoka Park in Port Townsend. A large circle of field nymphs are holding hands and dancing in a circle that extends off the bluff, across the air over the sea. They circle around and sing without sound and I can feel their power deeply - they are really strong. I am not in the circle, I think of taking their hands but do not. This is for them somehow.

There is a woman inside the circle on the land and I float over to her. I want to address her, ask her something but this gets hazy. Probably because the question was not fully crystallized. So the deep purple begins to close in, narrows my vision and soon it's all the purple haze with only one druid present. I can't see her but she is still part of the circle and they are still dancing and their power is deeply felt and just as strong as ever. I believe they are dancing still.

And then the crown chakra has a brilliant silver light, very strong and it fills the top of my egg shaped field, ten feet up and bright. This is a healing light so I aim some into my body. It finds a few places and lingers where attention is needed. Doctors can be great but right now we have our own healing going on. Radiation therapy from the Great Physician Himself.

So the chakras are way too big after all that and I align them now, one by one from the bottom up, focusing on even brightness, moderate size so they don't overlap and get confused, lined up and spaced just right, rotating easily and flowing smooth.  Playing music is exhilarating but we got to do some maintenance after.

I am deeply grateful to Apollo and my lifelong guardian Pabu who has been talking to me since I was two and who has never left.

Thank you.
3/14/2019