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The Little Disk Goddess Dream

June 6, 2017

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I had an amazing dream experience last night that woke me up at 3:03 AM. The most unusual aspect of it is how clearly I remember so many of its details.

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As for setting, I was in my typical dreamscape that involves my traveling (usually at night) through some town or city that I am supposed to be familiar with but within which I find it impossible to orient myself in the dream. As so often is the case, I ended up on some school campus—I think it was a college rather than a high school—as I was wandering around in the hallways and stairways of some institutional building. Usually I am searching for a way out of the building, but this time I was looking for the office of an old teacher of mine (not anyone in reality that I am aware of at the moment) in order to pick up an old paper I wrote or to pick up a paper for one of my children or simply to talk. I’m not exactly sure what I was in search of.

officeWhen I arrived at the teacher’s office (who kept shifting from female to male and back), he/she was already meeting with someone, so I was waiting outside. The office had glass walls allowing people to see inside from the halls. As I was waiting, another student came by and seemed in a rush to speak with the professor, so I let her go first, which lengthened my waiting time to an hour, allowing me time to meditate.

Once my turn came up, I sat down in a chair across from the professor’s desk. His/her office had moved without my being conscious of it (I only am now in retrospect) from its original spot completely internal to the building to one adjacent to it, now with a window to the outside. I underwent some kind of massive psychic experience, somewhat traumatizing and liberating simultaneously, and I slowly came back to consciousness with no memory of what I had just experienced other than that my skull seemed to be closing back into its normal configuration after having been opened like a cardboard box to whatever beings or forces had been rearranging the insides of my skull.

lionThe first thing I was conscious of was staring down into my open right palm and seeing that I was holding a little 1 cm-diameter disk, which clearly had been excavated from inside my head. I somehow knew that it had been lodged in my pineal gland and had been serving as a block to my visionary gateway. The disk looked like a small ceramic ancient coin with the impress of some ancient goddess’s head. Her head kept shifting from human to lion form as I stared at it. I somehow knew that the disk was Sumerian in origin but was since then associated with the Oracle at Delphi, and that the woman’s head was that of the Oracle, Astarte, Sekhmet, and Medusa all simultaneously.

sekhmetI knew that the disk had been blocking my visionary capacities and somehow was disorienting my Astral energies, causing emotional complexes of all kinds throughout my life. I now stood the chance of gaining some insight and stability in my emotional and visionary capacities.

Upon recognizing the face of the goddess on the disk in my palm, I said, “Well, THAT explains it.” The professor asked, “Explains what?” and I answered, “That’s the same face that I see in a vision three or four times a day.” The professor seemed moved or surprised by this and sat up, saying, “Well, then, our conversation is not ending but only just now beginning!”

Realizing that we would be entering into a deep therapeutic discussion and analysis, I texted my wife Anna that I would be a few hours later than expected and then readied myself for the healing conversation.

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Awaking from the dream, I went downstairs, arranged my meditation cushions on the mat, and entered into a long conversation with Gabriel. Most of what I learned came by way of internal self-recognition, glimpses of deep self-truths that Gabriel only guided by little interjections and questions. The bulk of the understanding came from deep within my psyche as a process of recognition.

Throughout this meditative conversation with Gabriel I was still highly aware of the little Medusa Disk in my palm, even though I was now fully awake. (I can feel it there even at this moment as I type these words.) I slowly realized that the disk was not made of porcelain or marble as I had assumed but was, rather, a small disk of bone remaining from my son Dylan’s cremated ashes. As morbid as this might sound, I found (and still find) great comfort in sensing the liberating potential of my son’s bone disks, liberated in my palm just as I had seen them when I released his ashes into Massachusetts Bay just off the northern coast of Provincetown. Here was and is my own bit of sacred scrimshaw from a source that could not be more personal unless it were from my own skeleton.

I initially thought that the blocking function of the disk, having been lodged in my pineal gland, had been serving some malicious function. I knew that the goddess associated with it had been regulating my consciousness and my emotional state for much of my life. But Gabriel assured me that her role was more as a guiding and protective source of moderation rather than some malicious blocking of awareness. Now I hear that the disk’s function was more like training-wheels on a bicycle than like a chain on the wheels themselves. It served as a capacitor of sorts, helping to channel the intensity of the electro-magnetic discharges from my inner visionary chamber.

In a nice moment of synchronicity, when I went to the university library later this morning to see what book had come in for me through inter-library loan, I was pleased to see that it was Jung and Tarot: An Archetypal Journey by Sallie Nichols. I opened the book randomly to page 81, a page right in the middle of the chapter devoted to exploring the archetypal significance of the Popess or High Priestess card. “There she sat as she had done for centuries, immobile and serene, knowing whatever she knew and apparently secure in that wisdom.” On the previous page I then read, “The creative act of memory is the special province of the feminine principle. It is always colored by emotion.” The visionary aspect of the Third Eye blended with the serene control of the Astral energies.

I understand this (I FEEL this) as a moment of liberation from my own self-boundaries (to be followed by others, I’m sure) into an expanded mode of consciousness and psychic capability. Interestingly, this awareness does not produce some gleeful ecstatic state but rather a sense of calm self-control. It all feels so “normal” and so much like the real me—my actual goddess state—that I am calmly self-assured and stable for probably the first time in this life. Now I recognize that this Delphic Oracle and I have much freer access to one another—at last.

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Talking With Coatlicue on the Way to Quetzalcoatl

March 19, 2016

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Coatlicue

The other morning as I awoke, I felt the urging of my High Self, Samuel, to enter into conversation. He suggested that I do my usual yoga and pranayama exercises in order to warm up and clear my systems, which I did. Then as I entered into my post-pranayama meditation and communication stream, Samuel told me that if I wished to, he would arrange for me to speak with Coatlicue. And, of course, I said, “Yes!”

Some of what we discussed remains a bit blurry at this point, but the gist of her message was that if I chose to do so, I could continue Gloria Anzaldúa’s project beyond the point where she unfortunately left off at the time of her death in 2004. I’ve been getting a similar message from various spirit sources for some time now, but up to this point I was clueless concerning what exactly this might mean. Beyond that, I feel a bit daunted at the prospect of putting myself in her shoes and continuing her journey in this way. I can’t imagine such a process going unchallenged, yet I do feel that the calling is legitimate and important.

What I learned from Coatlicue was that Gloria had gone quite far in overcoming the Shadow-Beast stage of her initial confrontation with Coatlicue when she began work on the project of “putting Coyolxauqui together again.” What this means, in short, is that at a certain point in her liberation project Gloria had begun to identify with Coyolxauqui, the daughter of Coatlicue. As the story goes, while Coatlicue was pregnant with Huitzilopochtli—the Aztec Sun-God of War—Coyolxauqui recognized that her brother-in-utero was destined to bring about the end of the feminine world order up to that point. Huitzilopochtli would bring around a patriarchal military order that would lead to untold death and destruction. And such certainly seems to be the result of Huitzilopochtli’s reign, which is just now at a critical crossroads.

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Coyolxauhqui

Upon recognizing Coyolxauhqui’s fratricidal (and consequently matricidal) intentions to murder her brother in utero to prevent such a drastic outcome and overthrow of the world order, Huitzilopochtli caused his own premature birth, leaping from the womb of Coatlicue and dismembering and beheading his sister Coyolxauqui, tossing her head into the heavens where it now reigns as our moon. From this tale of cosmic sibling rivalry Anzaldúa put together a restorative project of putting Coyolxauhqui together again and bringing about a new, reborn feminine source of power (the rebirth of the feminine that many see as the primary quality of the shift from the Age of Pisces to the Age of Aquarius).

 

So far, so good. But what Coatlicue then suggested to me was that this restoration or remembering of Coyolxauqui was a very important but ultimately transitional process of social healing. The “Rebirth of the Feminine” that one might imagine as the consequence of “putting Coyolxauhqui back together” is a restorative moment paving the way for the unification of the masculine and the feminine. This bisexual unification should be the ultimate goal for today’s spiritual activists. And the figure best prepared to stand in as the representative of such a project is not Coyolxauhqui but Quetzalcoatl.

 

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Hitzilopochtli

My job, then, is to present Gloria’s Coatlicue-Huitzilopochtli-Coyolxauhqui in as much detail as possible, highlighting the cosmic logic behind this family drama, and then to develop in as much detail and clarity as possible what the new reign of Quetzalcoatl might look like. Quetzalcoatl is the best figure for such a cosmic-social transformation because He/She represents the manifestation of the cosmic unification of the masculine and the feminine as well as all other logics of social polarity. Being the dragon figure, the winged serpent whose home is both the Heavens and the Earth, Quetzalcoatl represents the next stage of healing cosmic consciousness, the Yin-Yang fusion of all oppositional factions into a movement of planetary liberation.

So this is what I plan to do as I move forward in this development of Anzaldúa’s project of healing the cosmic Self. This is the next moment on the path of cosmic bridging that Gloria sought throughout the last decade of her life.

Quetzalcoatl

Quetzalcoatl

Spring Equinox with Quetzalcoatl

March 20, 2016 — By Gabriel Hartley

I woke up around 4:30 this morning and was immediately bathing in the rush of excitement from my recent revelations concerning the role of Quetzalcoatl in this Age of Transition. After tossing and turning for about a half hour, I finally got up and did my yoga and pranayama exercises in order to be primed for the communication session I knew was about to unfold. And as I had intuited, as I dropped deeper and deeper into the other-worldly swoon of my pranayama sequence, I was contacted by Quetzalcoatl.

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This communicative event began with very intense and releasing energy rushes that surged throughout my body. My entire being was being flushed and primed for this influx of new energy, and every cell in my body was scintillating. Then, after simple welcoming (warming up) words, Quetzalcoatl began speaking in a more directed manner as He-She led me through this introduction.

He-She first drew my attention to the rising sun (which still at this point at 6:51 A.M. has not really begun to light up the Eastern horizon—although it is very cloudy here in Southeastern Ohio this morning). I mentioned that I was facing westward, and He-She told me that I could draw my attention to that which lies behind me just as well as anything lying before me. In fact, He-She continued, this reversed direction of attention was perfect for the message I was receiving. And that message concerns the New Dawn of Quetzalcoatl.

Dawn

For over a century now we have known that we are in a New Age of transition and growth. We are passing from one major period of planetary development—the Age of Pisces—into the New Age of Aquarius. And the herald of this New Dawn is Quetzalcoatl, the figure who embodies opposites. Quetzalcoatl, after all, is the feathered serpent. As feathered, He-She embodies the energy of the Bird Kingdom, the Bird Tribes as they soar through the heavens. As serpent, He-She embodies our chthonic relationship to Coatlicue, the serpent woman, our Earth Mother who is also the Mother of our deep awakening as we pass through the confrontation with our Shadow Self in the Underworld. In this way He-She embodies the dragon aspect of our being. Quetzalcoatl embodies all primary opposition: Light-Dark, Male-Female, Heavens-Earth, Black-White, Night-Day, and so—significantly—the Dawn of the New Day.

This New Day is the day of alignment, balance, reconciliation, and unity. The various systems of opposition that have kept us prisoners in a battle of differences are breaking down as the Planetary Soul learns to synthesize these oppositions into unities. This alchemical unity of opposites provides us with a new energy that can drive us into the future and take us out of our Illusion of Separation as we enter into this consciousness of cosmic unity. This is the New Dawn of Quetzalcoatl.

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He-She then reminded me that today is the Spring Equinox, the day of Balance in the annual transition from Winter to Summer. This is the season of rebirth, of Easter, of renewal and hope. How appropriate, He-She exclaimed, that you make my acquaintance on such a propitious day just at the moment when the new day is dawning!

So I welcome this new year of growth and higher consciousness in this new relationship I have been welcomed into with Quetzalcoatl.

The Tunnel of the Third Eye

[The following excerpt from Samuel Sagan’s book, Awakening the Third Eye, can be found at http://www.clairvision.org/books/ate/awakening-the-third-eye-excerpts.html.]

Section 3.6 The Tunnel of the Third Eye

A useful hint that can be given is not to consider the eye as a patch or a fifty cent coin on the forehead. In reality, the third eye is more like a pipe or a tunnel, going from the area in the middle of the eyebrows to the occipital bone at the back of the head.”

Figure 3.6 The tunnel of the third eye

 

All along the tunnel are a number of centers of energy, through which one can connect with different worlds and areas of consciousness.This explains why different systems may ‘locate’ the third eye in different places – each of them chooses a different center along the pipe as a reference point, or even a structure of energy adjacent to the tunnel.

Another important point to keep in mind is that the third eye is not physical. The grossest part of the third eye is a structure of energy belonging to the etheric body, or layer of life force.The etheric body has many connections with the physical body and therefore the third eye, being the ‘main switch’ of the etheric body, is also closely connected to certain structures of the physical body, for instance the pituitary and the pineal glands.

However, it would be over-simplified to say that the third eye is the pineal gland or the pituitary gland, as stated by certain books. For, as explained before, the tunnel of the third eye isn’t physical. It impacts its energy on a number of structures of the physical body, including the frontal sinus, the optic nerves and their chiasma, the nerves of the cribriform plate of the ethmoid bone, the pituitary and the pineal glands, some of the nuclei at the center of the brain, the ventricles of the brain and others. It would be far too simplistic and limited to pick one of these physical structures and label it ‘third eye’. For the third eye is not physical: it is an organ of energy. It may have some privileged connections with certain physical structures, but it can’t be limited to any of them.