Between the Worlds

A short post today because at least two people have pointed out to me that I am not quite making sense in my communications. I think am stuck between two different worlds. I know why that is. Last night I was at a Vodou ceremony where some intense spiritual work occurred. Vodou is a high energy tradition, and much more active with our multiple bodies than the ceremonial work of the lodge that I used to practice with. I like to take part in this religion not only because it is my ancestral obligation to do so, but also because it involves high-powered fourth and fifth dimensional work, which is of great interest to me at this time in my life.

Yeah, I know that the word Vodou, scary things, spirit possession, and the dancing and the drumming and the black people probably scare off a good many persons who might otherwise be drawn into this religion. Yet I find that in practical terms the learning curve is no steeper than it is for any other spiritual practice that one might be engaged in.

Yes, it is "hard."
Yes, it requires commitment.

But I found that it was hard for me to learn to operate a vehicle with a stick-shift. OMG! And now I can drive my manual-drive Honda in my sleep without ever thinking of how to shift gears.

I believe that learning the skill set of creating and manifesting is like that.

As for moving between the dimensions and the worlds, that is something that is hard too. But I do this regularly while in trance, and now I am starting to understand that I also move through dimensions in my every day, ordinary life as well.

I once mentioned Machaelle Small Wright and the multidimensional experiences she described in her remarkable book and what a toll the movement takes on the physical body.

Me, I am sore from dancing, sleeping, and all of the energy of these powerful Vodou spirits pouring through the etheric system.

Not feeling too great. I wish there was something available beyond balancing the chakras for this kind of physical and spiritual disorientation.