Gathered among kindred spirits, I found myself immersed in the rhythmic pulse of a drumming event, a celebration of ancient traditions and mystical journeys. The evening culminated in what was referred to as a shamanic journey to the underworld. As the beats faded and the darkness enveloped us, I embarked on the familiar path to the lower world, a realm I had visited many times before. Yet, to my surprise, I encountered an unexpected barrier. It seemed that the connection to this realm had shifted, as if the very fabric of existence had been rewoven. In that moment, I realized the significance of this shift. It wasn't just about accessing different realms; it was about attuning ourselves to the deeper, unseen layers of the Earth's consciousness. We needed to evolve our perception and understanding of the interconnectedness of all things, to co-create a new reality in harmony with the Earth's soul.<\/p>\n
With this revelation weighing heavily on my mind, I embarked on a new journey, starting from a special place in the marsh. Here, the energy vortex created a unique atmosphere, where the consciousness of elemental beings seemed palpable among the thriving flora. Consciously breathing in the ethereal mists that danced around me, I felt a sense of connection to the unseen world, where the fairy realm existed in parallel to our own. But this time, accompanied by the hypnotic rhythm of drums, I felt drawn to delve deeper, to explore the mysteries of the underground. With each step, I could sense the pulse of the Earth's soul guiding me, urging me to delve into the depths of my own consciousness. It was a journey of self-discovery, of realizing the interconnectedness of all life, and of understanding our role in shaping the future of our planet. And so, with each beat of the drum, I ventured further into the unknown, fueled by the desire to unlock the secrets of the Earth and to weave a new tapestry of existence, where harmony and balance reigned supreme.<\/p>\n
In the midst of a tranquil marshland, I found myself at the edge of an abyss that seemed to stretch endlessly into the depths below. With a mix of trepidation and curiosity, I prepared myself to embark on a journey unlike any I had experienced before. As I focused my intention to descend, a peculiar sight greeted me. Colorful birds, resembling parrots, had gathered around me, their vibrant plumage contrasting with the serene surroundings. Though their presence struck me as unusual, I chose to embrace the moment without allowing rational thoughts to cloud my perception.<\/p>\n
With a deep breath, I began my descent into the abyss, the birds fluttering closely behind me as if guiding my path. Downward I went, deeper and deeper, until I felt an invisible barrier blocking my progress. Below me, a steel plate obstructed further passage, casting a shadow over the scene unfolding beneath. The chamber below was filled with figures, shrouded in scarves and veils, moving in a monotonous procession. Their expressions were blank, devoid of emotion, and a sense of unease settled over me as I surveyed the scene. The presence of militarized police only heightened my discomfort, signaling that this lower world was not as welcoming as I had hoped.<\/p>\n
Suddenly, the birds surrounding me erupted into a flurry of activity, their wings beating loudly as if to distract the watchful eyes of the authorities. Grateful for their intervention, yet determined to press onward, I resisted the guards' attempts to deter me and insisted on finding a way deeper into the unknown. Despite their protests, the guards relented and reluctantly pointed me towards a lower level. As I descended further, the darkness enveloped me, obscuring my surroundings in a thick fog. Amidst the gloom, I caught glimpses of what appeared to be the remnants of a primordial power, hinted at by the faint trail of dragon's wings.<\/p>\n
But the darkness held no answers, and with a heavy heart, I made the decision to retreat, realizing that this realm was but a shadow of the old world, trapped in a cycle of control and confinement. Returning to the sanctuary of the fairy mists where my journey began, I was met by luminous beings who offered guidance and encouragement. They urged me to shift my focus towards the new Earth, where the soul of the planet expanded in harmony with the shifting tides of consciousness. With renewed determination, I ventured once more into the lower world, guided by the light of my heart and the energy of my intention. In this sacred space, I felt the pulse of the Earth's core, resonating with the vibrant energy of life itself.<\/p>\n
As I journeyed deeper, I was enveloped in a kaleidoscope of bright, pastel colors, witnessing the beauty of coexistence in a new era of harmony and unity. Though the mysteries of this world were vast and profound, I knew that my journey had only just begun.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Nekaj dni nazaj sem bila na \u010dudovitem dogodku bobnanja, ki smo ga zaklju\u010dili s tako imenovanim \u0161amanskim potovanjem v spodnji svet. In izkusila sem – kot kar \u017ee kar nekajkrat poprej – da ne morem ve\u010d v spodnji svet, da je ta svet zdaj druga\u010den. Za\u010dutila sem, da lahko na novo ozavestimo vzro\u010dne prostore Zemlje in se druga\u010de uglasimo z idejnimi ravni obstoja. Da je pravzaprav zelo pomembno, da v \u017eelji soustvarjanja nove Zemlje, za\u010dutimo in ozavestimo, da se spremembe najprej odvijejo v mislih in se \u0161ele nato utelesijo. In da ne mislimo le mi, ljudje, ampak smo vpeti v miselni in \u010dute\u010di proces \u0161ir\u0161ega organizma Zemlje in njene du\u0161e. S to namero delim z vami svoje izku\u0161nje. Potovanje v spodnji svet za\u010dnem na barju. Na prostoru, kjer energijski vrtinec ustvarja poseben tok rastja in nakazuje na prisotnost okrepljene pozornosti zavesti elementarnih bitij. Ob zavestnem dihu ponavadi tam opazim eteri\u010dne meglice, ki me popeljejo v vilinski svet, vzporeden \u010dlove\u0161kemu. Tokrat se ob zvoku bobnov \u017eelim podati pod zemljo. Zelo hitro se pod mano odpre brezno. Ko se namenim spustiti dol, opazim, da so okoli mene zbrane ptice. Pisane, \u017eivobarvne, kot papige. Zdi se mi malo nenavadno, vendar ne \u017eelim pustiti racionalnim mislim, da uni\u010dijo tok moje zaznave. In se za\u010dnem spu\u0161\u010dati, ptice pa mi sledijo. Spu\u0161\u010dam se in padam navzdol. Za\u010dutim, da globje ne morem. Pod mano je jeklena plo\u0161\u010da, ki ne prepu\u0161\u010da prehoda. Prostor je poln ljudi, ki v vrsti hodijo en za drugim, prekriti z rutami ali tan\u010dicami, brezizrazni, robotizirani. Ne po\u010dutim se varne. Ozrem se okoli sebe in vidim \u010deto militarizirane policije. Zaznam, da je prostor v spodnji, vzro\u010dni svet Zemlje, zaseden, ujet. V trenutku me ptice obdajo s svojimi krili in glasno plahutajo. Spoznam, da so pri\u0161li kot varuhi, da me militantne \u010dete nadzora ne opazijo. Hvale\u017ena sem za to. Vendar \u017eelim \u0161e globje. Varuhi mi sku\u0161ajo dopovedati, da naj grem raj\u0161i nazaj, vendar vztrajam. In mi le poka\u017eejo pot v spodnjo raven. Ko pridem tja, je vse okoli mene temno, megleno, vidim sled zmajevih kril kot prvinsko mo\u010d \u017eivljenja, ki pa ne sveti mo\u010dno, bolj brli. In se vrnem nazaj, \u017ealostna. Takrat me pre\u0161ine, kot \u017ee ve\u010dkrat prej, da je to hologram starega sveta, da spodnji vzro\u010dni svet Zemljinih sanj stvarjenja ne obstaja ve\u010d, oziroma da je prisoten le zato, ker toliko bitij \u0161e vztraja v stari postavitvi. In je tako kot zastarel dru\u017eben red, tudi ta nadzorovan, zaseden. Vrnem se na prostor vilinskih meglic, kjer sem za\u010dela s potovanjem. Do mene pristopijo svetle\u010da bitja in me spodbudijo, naj najprej ozavestim novo Zemljo, njeno du\u0161o, ki se \u0161iri v \u00a0skladu z novim kozmi\u010dni valom spremenjene zavesti. Moja energija, pozornost sledi moji nameri. In tako se ponovno podam v spodnji svet, z novo zavestjo in pa skozi sr\u010dni prsotor. \u010cutim, da lahko le skozi ta prostor vstopim v nov vzro\u010dni prostor Zemlje, v njeno jedro, ki zveni v \u00a0visoki vibraciji \u017eivljenjske sile, ki omogo\u010da utele\u0161en, manifestiran svet. \u010cutim, kako me popelje v notranjost Zemlje. Prepu\u0161\u010dam se svetle\u010dim, pastelnim barvam in opazujem \u017eivljenjske oblike, ki so poznane mojim o\u010dem, a hkrati odra\u017eajo nov preplet soobstoja, ampak o tem kdaj drugi\u010d :).<\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":744,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-741","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-carne-iskrice"],"yoast_head":"\n