A paradox has occurred in the Challenge system!
According to the rules of the Challenge, https://psychenautics.com/psychenautics-challenge/ , there should be meditation and conscious walking/observation of the world.
I would like to explain a little why I think it is important that each reflection corresponds to a day, to a dream. From the moment you wake up and start a new dawn until you go to sleep in the dark night. There may be people who dose their sleep into small distributed naps, but for me, there is a change in my mind every time I sleep more than 7 hours in a row, or let’s say I sleep to rest the whole day. That’s why, and because I think people have different schedules, I being an average night person, I can’t split yesterday’s day into two posts. For logistical reasons, time and general state. It was a great day.
The ritual we did focused on the goddess Kali and Durga. Goddesses of Hindu destruction who kill demonic enemies.
The mantras energized me in an interesting way under my navel, and a great torrent of energy rose from the bottom up. Then we made harmonics and drank from a blessed bottle in the name of the god Dionysius. The energy of the group began to increase in intensity. We made ourselves a tirade of cards.
The Ace of Spades – Death – Two Coins
What am I going to say, a great print run that was anticipating what I was going to experience that night.
We came to the party singing and overtone drunk singing. We quickly got into the crowd and began to dance, to enjoy, I distributed the blessed bottle among some acquaintances. The night passed and in a moment we left the crowd to go smoke and talk. A friend had achieved ecstasy and I drank a little, and besides being quite relaxed I felt quite exalted in terms of energy level, I felt very powerful.
When my friend said to go back to the track, Laura who was there also walked towards the sea and I followed her because I wanted to feel the sea.
I think that was the most conscious walk I have done in my life.
The conversation with Laura was very enriching, it took me to the point I needed when the fog began to emerge from the murky waters of the Firth of Forth. We passed to Avalon, the land between times. At one point Laura didn’t want to walk anymore and I told her she needed to keep walking.
The experience I had on that walk alone, plus the conversation I had with Laura I can’t explain here in words, but I will try.
When I started walking, I decided to feel the sea. I automatically noticed my energetic system around and how it buzzed from the bottom to the top and its energy and radio did not increase any more. My mind began to go at full speed, as well as my tongue, I began to face my internal discourse as I entered Avalon. Thanks to the conversation I had just had with my wise companion, my mind was correctly directed; my talk led me to ask questions about my spiritual identity, and it revealed yet another piece of the veiled extraterrestrial puzzle.
I can’t give more details, only that Laura came to look for me, we talked and took an oath of souls.
I needed to keep walking, my feline and determined movements took me to a fence. Some time ago I had decided that I would see the end of the wall where I had been walking for more than half an hour. A solid stone wall bathed in orange, golden light. Laura didn’t want to come, but I knew she had to.
My whole being knew I had to do that apparent nonsense, so I did.
When I reached the wall I placed my forehead on it and in my head resounded a phrase
I’m ready, I want to move on to the next phase.
And so I caught up with Laura and went back to the party.
The magic that was everything since we came back, I’m not going to explain it, it’s not of interest.
At 7 o’clock I bathed on a beach full of seaweed, but I felt I had to cleanse myself of something, of an old pattern.
I was working at 8, and I arrived early. I had time to meditate for 15 minutes.
The work shift was a physical torture, my whole body wanted to go to sleep. It was interesting to observe how that affects the mind. After the strident sound of the party and all the experiences my mind was like on stand-by.
When the bar was full of clients something was awakening in me, an unexpected energy that served to reactivate me, so much so that when I returned home I was talking with my friend and roommate Naomi about the party and my spiritual experience. Finally, at 10 p.m. the tiredness struck and my body finally claimed rest after a long day with two sunrises and two sunsets.
Reflection: The limit is the sky and the gasoline my imagination. My mind is a rocket ready to shine in the Universe.
Before going to sleep today I have made an important personal decision; changes and challenges open doors that one never imagined could be opened.
