A Personal Account of the Rising Kundalini
THE SIXTH CHAKRA 1992-1994
Kundalini had rested in my fifth chakra for a long time when the whisper of “Time for a change,” became a shout. “Get ready for a bumpy ride,” the inner voice said. The next two years would be filled with change.
All of my life I had a very vivid imagination of other lives, my other lives. When my Kundalini first awakened, other lives would come to me in rushes. I would have dreams and when I awoke an inner voice would say, “This is a dream of another life.” But nothing was as extreme an experience of my other lives than when Kundalini entered my sixth chakra.
I use the term “other lives”, avoiding the term past lives, because all lives are actually simultaneous and happening in different space/time quadrants. With my sixth chakra opening, I was able to psychically travel into the fourth dimension. From the fourth dimension, I was out of space/time as it is known on the third dimension and could easily view any other third dimensional life that I desired.
However, I did not desire to visit them. They came to me so strongly that I HAD to write them down. These other portions of my SELF were calling me to hear their stories. While I wrote each life, I lived it simultaneously to my present life. I was experiencing my first multi-dimensional awareness. There had always been other lives on the edges of my consciousness, but now they came in in full force. Unfortunately, all of them were sad with unhappy deaths filled with pain and disillusionment.
Many years before I received an inner message that had said, “Once you have healed enough of your pain in this life, your other lives will rush forward for the same healing.” Well they were rushing forward all right. Many times, I found it quite difficult to live two lives at once. The good part was, as I wrote these lives, I found resolution for the conflicts, comfort for the pain and love for the fear. These lives were put together in books one and two of Visions from Venus.
One of my most powerful and disturbing experiences was when I re-experienced my first life in a third dimensional body at the fall of Atlantis. I felt, in every fiber of my being, the ripping apart of my essence as only my female polarity was able to enter the body. I experienced again the deep sorrow and abandonment when my other half, my Divine Complement, left me. When I wrote through the feelings of that life, I released a deep pain in my heart that had haunted me my entire life. A few days after completing the writing of my life during the total destruction of Atlantis, a strong earthquake hit Los Angeles, my hometown.
When I first wrote the Visions from Venus, it was from the perspective of the fourth dimension. Later, when Kundalini had risen to my crown chakra and my third eye had opened, I rewrote the book from the perspective of the fifth dimension. The entire process covered many years. I found that as I healed each “past life”, that a part of my present life was healed as well. Eventually, I was able to access lives in which I was able to reunite with my Divine Complement and move as a unified being into the fifth dimension upon my death.
Once again, I had become disillusioned with a spiritual teacher. But also, and most important, my inner guidance told me that my writing and meditating had brought me to the threshold of the Soul Plane—the fifth dimension. Once there, I would no longer have physical teachers. My instruction would come from higher dimensional Beings and from my inner, higher dimensional Selves.
CAREER LIFE AND PERSONAL LIFE
My career life and personal life are presented together here because my body (personal life) demanded changes in my career and I had to listen.
When my son went off to college, I found I had a lot more energy to put into my career. After battling the empty nest syndrome of: “My babies are gone!” to “I am free!”, I settled into making more mental space for more psychotherapy clients. It worked, and soon I had more clients then ever. However, simultaneously, I still had my audiology career. I was working too much, again! Meanwhile, I was living two lives at one time and going through menopause.
This time I had to let my body take charge of my career rather than the other way around. Ladies, if anyone tells you menopause is a breeze then they are a man! I had PMS ALL the time; ten hot flashes an hour (highlighted by red face, perspiration, and a new kind of body odor) and woke up five times a night. That is, if I could sleep at all.
Well, I was a good new ager, ex-hippie. I was going to take the natural route. I scheduled massages once a week, I got a personal trainer, I went to a homeopathic doctor, an oriental medicine doctor and a chiropractor. NOTHING WORKED. The pituitary gland in my sixth chakra was activated and my biochemistry was OFF. It was the 50-60 hour weeks and the no sleep that finally did me in. I surrendered to western medicine and started taking the hormones. However, I was still tired all the time.
Finally, I sprained my right ankle and put my back out. Was the load too heavy for me to step forward?? I had to take the leap. I couldn’t carry two careers (while I was also living at least two lives at a time) any longer. One of my careers had to go. There was no question which career I would choose, the counseling. But was it really giving me enough money by itself? I did have a lot of debts. My body said, “Jump. You have been sitting on the fence too long. You are using me up.”
The act of having enough confidence in my self, my inner guidance, and my own vision of my destiny was my initiation. My sixth chakra saw the big picture and I had to believe in it. I had to trust that I would love my work and be able to survive financially. That meant that I had to believe that I deserved to make money at something that I found creative and interesting.
When I quit the audiology career, I had lots of time. For quite a few years I had had more money than time so I went to a lot of places in my outer world. Now there was no extra money to spend for travel, but the journey inside was free. Inside I went. My meditations had taken me through the fourth dimension and I was knocking on the door of the fifth dimension. When I first arrived, I met the “Greeter” who worked with me. He was a guardian of the threshold whose service was to assist the newcomers.
I was initially blind and deaf on the fifth dimension. My perceptions were not yet calibrated to that vibration. I had trained my inner perceptions to perceive the fourth dimension, but I had not yet adapted to the higher frequencies of the fifth dimension. Also, the sensations of the fourth dimension are very bright and loud and sometimes feel almost physical. However, the sensations of the fifth dimension are subtle and illusive.
Besides the Greeter, the only thing I could perceive for a while (a while really has no meaning because there is no time in the fifth dimension) was the green grass. Eventually, I could see a swirling vortex of yellow and red, only with a different tint to the colors. The Greeter said that that was the actual fifth dimension. However, it took me a long “third-dimensional time” to get there.
In due course, the Greeter told me that I was ready to go a fifth dimensional “town” that was located on the threshold area. This experience was almost too much for me. For one thing, once in the town, I had an experience of unity and complete equality beyond anything I had ever felt. While traveling in the fifth dimensional wave of consciousness, I felt complete, unconditional acceptance and unconditional love. The feeling was so blissful that it almost hurt.
Also, there was no hierarchy system. There was no one who was better or worse. I remember feeling something dislodge in my mind when I realized that, after this experience, I would not have another physical, spiritual teacher. Now I would have to seek my answers inside my SELF.
When I reached the “town”, I had some problems. In the fifth dimension, every thought and emotion is instantly expressed. Well all of these new sensations were a bit frightening to me and I created a big monster with my fear. My fear created something that made me even more fearful. (By the way, the monster looked just like the monster I used to see in my nightmares as a child.) However, the other people in the “town” understood that I was a newcomer and, just as they unconditionally accepted me, they unconditionally accepted my “monster”.
However, my recreation of my childhood monster told me that I needed more instruction. I told the Greeter that I would like to study with a woman since, back on earth, I was a woman and I wanted to experience that fifth dimensional female power. He obligingly took me to my new inner teacher. This woman was the leader of a small group of newcomers like myself. I was to learn a powerful lesson in this group.
The leader was teaching us that the fifth dimension was beyond time and space. The group was in a circle and we were instructed to merge with the person next to us. For a “moment” a man and I were in exactly the same time and space, yet we completely maintained our individuality.
I returned from my meditation and realized I was late for a third dimensional appointment. I rushed out the door and down the stairs to my garage. I drove out slowly as I always do, thank heavens, but a bicyclist was on the sidewalk and hit my car with his bike and rolled over the hood of my car. I was horrified. How could I have such a spiritual experience and then kill someone?
I rushed to the man, who wasn’t dead, and took him into my house to give him a little first aid. At that moment, our eyes met and I realized that it was him—the man in my meditation. We had been in the same place at the same time in the third dimension just as we had been on the fifth dimension.
I didn’t tell the man of my experience. It seemed too weird, and I was afraid of judgment. In fact, it seems weird even now. I tell you, the readers, because you too may have had, or will have, these kinds of unexplainable experiences from your multidimensional consciousness.
I saw the man just one more time. He came back and seemed to waiting by my garage. He was fine, but it had cost him $1,000 at the chiropractor. It had cost me exactly $1,000 to fix my car.
My initiation lesson was to release all judgment of who is, and who is not, “spiritual”. This man did not appear to be at all enlightened. His bicycle was old, and he looked poor and displaced. But, he was at exactly the same place spiritually that I was. Just as we can’t judge a book by its cover, we can’t judge a multidimensional person by his or her third dimensional life. I had learned a lesson in humility as I STEPPED ONTO THE SIXTH STEP TO SOUL.