Getting Cosmic Part II

After a little dozing in the sun, I open my eyes to notice that Jaguar was gone. Some movement on the rocks catches my eye, and there was this huge snake, the Anaconda. This one was an albino—just like the one I saw years ago in an animal park in Miami. He was actually very slightly pale yellow, huge, with red eyes. Snakes have never been one of my favorite things, but ever since James Riverstone did that incredible healing on me in November and told me that Snake Medicine was with me, that I would do well to work with it, I’ve been keeping an open mind.

So here comes this huge serpent, right to me. I am in such a state of bliss, there’s no adverse reaction. And indeed, this snake doesn’t shy away from me, either. In fact, quite the opposite. It is bizarre—this animal communing with me so beautifully, without hesitation. It slides along my body, ingratiating itself into my space. It actually gives me a chiropractic adjustment, twining around me, using its body to pull my limbs in different directions so as to achieve a certain adjustment in the spine. I just relax into it, astonished—I go into rag doll mode and let the serpent have its way with me. I feel perfectly safe, while still in awe of its power and energy—seeing as it could have me for lunch if it wanted to.

It moves with perfect grace and purpose, twisting me first this way, then another, stretching me out, then folding me up again. I lay there in the delightful sun, while Serpent Medicine works its magic on me. Finally it stops, in the perfect position where it supports my legs in the right spot, my neck. It looks me in the eye, and with a flick of its tongue, we both go to sleep, there on that boulder on the lagoon’s edge.

A little while later I awaken, alone. The sun has moved only a little, seemingly not enough for the time I’ve been hanging out on that rock. I stretch, smiling at the memory of my experiences, get up, and dive back into the lagoon. After the warm sunbath, the coolness of the water feels luscious, stimulating, energizing me. I swim back to the beach.

I’m sitting there, drying off in the sun, when I get a taste of Horse Medicine. It walks out of the jungle to me, an off-white horse with a black mane & tail. I watch as it approaches me, feeling totally open to the experience even though in the 3rd dimension my allergy to cats is only exceeded by that to horses.

I stand up and greet it, and again I receive this wordless download from That Which is The Horse. It was Horse saying, “I see you, Marna,” and “Here I Am,” sharing with me its pure Essence. This knowingness pervaded me, and I felt profoundly touched by this gorgeous animal. It nuzzled me in the shoulder, blew through its nose into my ear, tossed its head.

Then Horse trotted off into the jungle. I walked through the water’s edge for a few moments, mulling over these animal connections, feeling that it’s probably time to work with these archetypes in my normal, waking life.

And that was when James Riverstone’s voice spoke, got our attention, brought us back to that reality. The rest of the ceremony unfolded exquisitely, as we built the Despacho bundle out of our prayers, created out of leaves and flowers, and other lovely offerings to Pachamama. It felt like a wonderful way to get together as community, focus our energy, create magic together for the benefit of all. It was a lovely ceremony, a beautiful gift to each of us there, as well as our Earth Mother. I am so grateful for James for bringing this ceremony to us.

Yes, that was a really cosmic night. From my perspective, Getting Cosmic is important for me because I make such great, life-affirming connections: Connect to my Self, my Center—or my Past, if I want, or Future; to my Higher Self; to others, through community events, gathering with friends, or in my own classes, meditations and workshops. Where do you make your connections? What activities make you feel whole & centered and fulfilled inside? When do you feel your best?

Good questions to ask, and answer, as we proceed with Life on the journey to 2012.