Realizing that some of you may be at the point where kundalini is flowing freely, perhaps we should take a peek behind that curtain early in these writings. This one’s for you….
There are experiences that we may find challenging but that doesn’t mean they are a challenge to us from another intelligence. It simply means we do not understand them as they are happening to/with us and so our minds can race with the possibilities of what our bodies are doing and that often ends in horror fantasies. At least for yours truly. So, the monster in the cave is always you imagining the worst and then feeling it, which is not the same as a gut feeling warning you of danger. It’s time we learn the difference.
Anyone familiar with hallucinogens, or the ocean, knows the golden rule: go with the flow or it will be a bumpy ride. And so it is with this energy brewing in us: go with the flow and it’s smooth sailing; let fear in and… not so much. This bumpy ride can be as benign as feeling fear and then stopping the energy from doing its work until you feel calm and safe again, then continuing either later that day or some other. I mean, there are no repercussions for stopping when you’re scared. It is as benign as you are in your head, for the only fear is fear itself, as the saying goes.
Fear itself may grow and warp if you obsess about it. So don’t obsess. Stop the movements. See that nothing bad is actually happening. Go on with life. Or stay in the moment, allowing the energy to do its thing, and just live with the fear. Observe it. Question it. Where is it coming from? Why now? What is the nature of fear? Treat fear as if you were a child encountering something for the first time: with complete innocence and a sense of discovery.
What happens when we allow the energetic movements to play out even though we’re feeling fear? Perhaps we’ll make some discoveries about it. Perhaps some fears are releases of old terrors stored in the body. Perhaps some are because the only correlation we have for what’s going on are to horror movies and stories of evil entities possessing faithless liberal city dwellers.
Don’t worry. At no point will you grab an ax and stalk around summer camp, hacking up councilors in the act of losing their virginity. But if you do, just know there will be a sequel. And then another. And then another.
I’ve said too much.