An excerpt from my journal The lions Gate Soul Journey
I sat in front of my altar in my home. I could feel the ground beneath me holding me still, anchoring my breath. I visualised a beautiful light around me, knowing I could hold myself as I journeyed toward the portal. Although my energy was low, and I hadn’t wanted to journey with others, I sensed the presence of so many souls travelling towards the gate. It reminded me of a scene I had once lived in Peru. I was on day 4 of the Camino del Inca and myself along with 100’s of other trekkers were awaiting the crossing of the sun gate. It was early morning, the sun itself hadn’t even made an appearance yet. We had hardly seen anyone else along the trail in the previous days as we had opted to trek in the worst season, ‘Febrero loco’ was incoming with rains and the promise of avalanches. Yet on this day, as we came closer to the lost city of the Incas Machu Picchu, there was a stream of eager seekers waiting to meet the sungate. We all sat in a line in the dirt with our head torches on, many people were singing, mainly travel anthems or songs from their home country. The atmosphere reminded me of school camp, or what I imagine it would feel like to attend a quidditch game in Harry Potter. The energy was electric, and at the same time sacred, as the land hummed beneath us, and balanced our nerves with her thousands of years of experience and wisdom. We were so honoured to come close to her portal.
So there I was on my living room floor, breathing deeply and getting ready to cross the lions gate. I journey into the mystery. I witness myself laying on the ground a little way from the main steps of the gates. I appear to be sleeping, or perhaps even lifeless, I have long hair and am wearing a Grecian style white dress. I ask how I should proceed. I am guided to enter the portal as pure soul light, and to leave the version of myself I see at the steps, I am told not to worry. I walk closer and I see an archway. The portal is a beautiful stone archway, and inside I see the night sky, total darkness, save for the presence of many other souls gathering at this time. I sense a deep love and affinity for the other souls connecting with the portal at this time, yet feel safely guided to plunge through alone.
As I cross the threshold I am thrown into darkness and descend free falling down into the abyss. I am not scared at all, yet feel that this journey should be quick. I land with my feet on what appear to be a mass of jungle vines. The jungle is my ultimate sanctuary. I feel immediately held. In front of me is a pink stone, similar to the one I know is sitting in front of me in my living room now. I am guided to walk towards it. As I do it turns to a ruby stone. I am guided to absorb the blessing of this. As I do the ruby stone multiplies and joins with my crown, my ankles and my two wrists. I am guided to take this blessing, to exit the portal, and take it to the me who is laying outside.
I return and find myself still motionless outside the portal doors. I bestow this ruby energy to myself and I am immediately awakened. This older (what appears ancient) version of me is totally transformed. She awakens and begins to ascend in front of my eyes. Her body is both light and matter and she grows in front of me. Strong gold energy pours from every cell of her being with a strong trace of purple around her head. She is a queen and high priestess. A rapid incoming of information descends and I decode and receive it instantaneously.
I see a gold thread that connects all things, a thread I have seen many times. I am told to complete. Complete my projects. Complete my art. Complete the downloads I am given. To have faith. To move into movement. I see the connection between all things and it is beyond the comprehension of words, yet I understand it. I see a little boy running towards me, he must be 4 years old. I understand that he will be my son one day. He is the same boy I have seen before. I see a man off to one side, I know I have never met him before. I understand he will journey with me at some point. I cannot see his face this time, but his presence is that of a sunflower. My body relaxes deeply and sends gratitude to these blessings which I do not know yet, but have already received.
The final words fall into my body - Create, complete,serve
As they do I see a powerful vision of many many lightworkers turning on old fire torches and beginning to move forward. I see that some of them were reluctant to turn on the light, and others needed this final push. It is like an army of earth angels here, ready and stepping into their power. I understand I am one of them. And the vision gives me tingles even now as I relive it.
I slowly bring myself back to my body, tears streaming down my face in gratitude.
~ My lions gate soul journey
~ words Genevive Kayra