Twice Born

Dear Laura,  While in meditation with Sundari I saw a huge snake, coiling sensuously through the rain forest to a jade green pool as if to lead me there.  (Mind you, in 3D life, I take the opposite course of snakes)  I immersed myself in the pool completely and purposefully drew water into my lungs because I felt certain I should do it.  The sensation of water in my nose caused me to want to cough, but holding back from rejecting the water, I took it in.  I could then see myself from a few feet away, floating in this womb like state. I appeared trancelike.  I got distracted (shouldn’t do this while driving) and didn’t go back to it.  This morning, I looked up Snake and found this:

 

Kundalini takes sexual energy in its raw form and converts it into fine spiritual energy of an extremely high frequency, which then allows the fruition and activation of paranormal activities such as good quality OBE's, telepathy, matter/energy conversion, and communication with entities that inhabit the vast areas of our multi-dimensional universe.

 

Before yesterday, Sundari spent most of her adult life in heat.  She was always soliciting the males (of all species) but now her energy has the opportunity to be so much more productive.

 

Breathing underwater can be likened to creating harmony between the above surface self and the under surface self.  A realization of the entire being.  A immanent birth of an entire being.

 

I am uncertain of what she refers to in her conversation with you.  I don’t feel like I have lost power, because I feel it growing stronger every day, but maybe she refers to some past existence or some alternate existence.  I am already beginning to enjoy the fruits of my labors and every day more so.  Sometimes I can barely imagine it getting better or moving more quickly in the direction that I had hoped.  I often express dismay at not being able to effect change more quickly, but frankly don’t know if I could stand it as the pace is dizzying already.  Perhaps her message through you is to assure me that I can.

 

The notion of being twice born is interesting.  Sundari had a black twin who I was unable to save.  When volunteers came to me and said there was “something gross” in Nyla’s cage I walked out to see what it was.  I wasn’t in any hurry because I was expecting they meant yucky poo or vomit.  In the dirt were two placental sacs and afterbirth.  I ripped open the first sac and pulled Sundari’s lifeless form from the bag.  Wiping the mucous from her nose, I put her muzzle in my mouth and breathed with her until she took her first gasps on her own.  I then turned to the second sac and did the same.  Wow.  Jade.  I didn’t make that connection until just now.  I had called her Jade (as in jade green pool above; gosh the mind is just incredible!)

 

Jade only lived a few days.  She just never seemed to really take hold of life.  I figured she didn’t get the oxygen she needed fast enough for her brain to function fully.  I don’t know how long they had laid there on the ground, but they were completely cold and the blood coagulated.  I had tried as soon as I got the cubs breathing to get Nyla to take them, but she wouldn’t even look at them.  After cleaning them up so they looked like leopards and not like cold slimy dead things, I took them back to Nyla to see if she would take them and she wanted no part of it.  As Sundari grew, I kept trying to get Nyla to take some interest in her, but she never did.  I chalked it up to the fact that these cats are so inbred and have had much of their natural instinct bred out of them by selection of only the most docile (meaning most dull of spirit) for the pet trade.

 

Interesting physical facts, such as dark and light in the womb together.  Light being stronger than darkness and able to over come despite both being born of equal size.

 

“Sometimes this means you have to suffer the loss of what you think you have loved the most.”  I am not sure what or who that is.