Pedralva
Saturday, I returned after 186 days back to Al Gharb.
The last few weeks were intense with my father’s cancer and me staying way longer in Vienna than it was healthy for me…
My brother Flow was so kind to welcome me with a magical ceremony at the temple we build in March…
To arrive… instantly…
Wow… what a ceremony!
I’m convinced, everyone who was present, hardly ever experienced anything like it…
First, it started slowly… for about the first hour I tried to cleanse my lungs by pushing the toxins out of it by – kinda – coughing.
Then I started toning to activate myself with my voice…
My body started to have some energetic releases while I was connecting to the moon…
And then, I gifted Flow the shaman drum I got him for his birthday…
He started playing it and then, Ben joined playing my drum…
My body started moving to the beat…
Dancing with the moon…
Dancing with the gods…
The dance was so intense I had to start using the full capacity of my lungs…
Turning into hyperventilation…
Truly cleansing my lungs…
Turning into a primal scream…
A scream that got stuck five months earlier…
Closing multiple circles with that scream…
And then, I feel to the ground…
Going through a rebirth process…
Some participants perhaps believed to witness someone literally dying…
While Flow was doing his magic on me…
To revive the sun in me..
And then…
I rose…
Bursting into laughter for minutes…
My vibrating voice was back…
Instantly!
Later, we sat at the fire and talked.
“Flow, the frequency you are capable of holding now is extremely high” I tell him while my voice if fully vibrating again “I’m back now… we can start to invite people and activate them… we’re ready now!”
“The frequency comes from the temple we’ve build… it is a temple of light!” he responds.
I nod…
“Let’s call it Temple of Light!”
Ahasveros