Chakra Journey along the West Coast of the Americas
by Ernie T. von Boetticher
And now, here we are once again at Peter Tongue's Monday night meditation, experiencing the priviledge and joy of music, healing, and meditation. As the beautiful, clear tones of Crystal Bowl music transported us into a state of peaceful animation, Peter's clear, soothing voice took us on a "Chakra journey" along the West Coast of the Americas, from the Tip of South America to the Alaska Panhandle of North America, invoking wonderful images of each specific "Chakra Centre" along the coastline with the "Heart Chakras" being the Central American Lands of Equador, Columbia and Nicaragua.
We collectively neared the area representing the "Throat Chakra", which Peter was just beginning to describe as being Panther Meadow on Mt.Shasta in California. We were at the 9,000 feet elevation level, next to the cold crystal clear springs bubbling forth from the high side of the mountain.
I suddenly found myself standing upstream from a bridge on the main Highway that circumnavigates Mt.Shasta, just North out of the hamlet McCloud. But this was not nearly as astounding as what I beheld before me: There, at the edge of a stand of Evergreens, where an opening seemed to indicate a pathway, stood a most magnificient Golden Mountain Lion, so tall, that its back would easily reach the height of my hips. Now, you might think that this sight would instill fear and thought of flight, however, this was the MOST astounding part of this first meeting: It felt sooo right, as if we'd met before, and, as if the Mountain Lion had read my mind, it turned around and took a few steps towards the opening in the trees, then turned its head and looked back at me as if to say: Well, are you coming? What could I do - I quickly caught up to his right side and we walked into the stand of trees, side by side, like old friends, and to be absolutely sure that this was perfectly alright, I put my left hand on his shoulder and I don't know where this came from murmered: It's good to see you again, Borak.
We walked on for perhaps two or three minutes, then the forest opened up, and before us lay the most beautiful valley, that you'd ever wished to see: Verdant fields, blue waters, silver streams, majestic mountains and snowwhite, circular houses, all wrapped into a diffused light that shone in strata of all rainbow colours. All this I took in with such joy and understanding, that my Heart felt it would burst.
And suddenly, there, before me, stood Adama (high priest of Telos, the Lemurian city beneath Mt. Shasta). As is his custom, he was wearing white, loose-fitting comfortable clothing, somewhat like a toga, and after we had embraced in greeting, we wandered towards the centre of the land before us, which I had immediately recognized as my homebase Mt.Shasta.
As Borak, flanked by Adama and myself, wandered towards Mt.Shasta, Peter's voice could be heard through the etheric. Apparrently the group had already journeyed through the Chakras along the coast of the Americas and was now visiting the more local Chakras along the back of Vancouver Island. Peter was just describing the Sacred waters of Victoria Lake near Port Alice, when Adama swept his right arm in an arc before us and, as if in IMAX vision, the whole of Vancouver Island appeared before us. I looked at Adama with that look that can only mean: I don't understand, how did you do that?
Adama then conveyed the following to me, and I purposely said: Conveyed, because we understood each other without speaking, very much in the order of telepathy;
"Here we live in the manner of the Fifth Dimension. All that you see and experience in front of you is what will literally transcend UPWARD, and all that you see in front of you in the Third Dimension, will transcend DOWNWARD, so that in the coming years the two will "fuse" together to bring about Heaven on Earth, as Above so Below. Many of "we" will come to guide you towards this."
Suddenly Borak got up from where he had lain and clearly expressed that it was time to go back. Sure enough, I heard Peter's voice saying something about...shoulders, arms and hands ... and I arrived back in the Sacred Space of our Monday Night Meditation. Thank you all.