Posts Tagged ‘divine masculine’

Solar Disc Activation, Part III

February 8, 2011
We streamed down the hillside from both temples in a continuous flow of pilgrims, like a moving rivulet of energy, love surging and pulsing toward its destiny—the joining of the divine masculine and divine feminine.

At the meeting place, the pilgrims from the Pachamama and Pachatata temples merged into one large group of joyful beings who had each reactivated their Inner Sun. We were all shy smiles and unabashed glee. It would have been paradoxical at any other place or at any other time, but it made complete sense in this place, at this time.

Most of us were uncertain about what would happen next and what did happen next left some of us humbled and surprised. We were joined at the meeting site by our Amantani Island host families. They arrived burdened with large packs on their backs containing pots of food, dishes, and eating utensils. They had trudged up the trail with our lunch. Just hiking up the trail was exertion for many of the pilgrims; these natives hiked up the trail with the equivalent of a restaurant meal on their backs. And they weren’t even out of breath.

We each found our host family and surrendered to being treated like visiting royalty instead of the simple pilgrims we were. Perhaps they knew what we were feeling inside but could not articulate—that what we had just done had not only awakened something within ourselves, but had caused a stirring within and across the planet that could not be denied and would not be ignored. It had been our valentine to Mother Earth and Father Sun.

Lunch was followed by performance. It appeared that our host families not only had the stamina to bring pots, pans, dishes, cutlery, and food up the hill, they could follow that up with dancing. The host families grouped themselves according to village and the men and women from each village danced together. I had drifted to the back of the crowd, but matriarch Sebastiani found me and dragged me to the front. She wanted me to have a good view of the performance and over the past twenty-four hours, I had come to understand that she embodied both drill sergeant and goddess of compassion. It did not even occur to me to fight her wishes. There was a hint of competition to the dancing, as if each village was intent on showing up the others. But it was all contained within a composite sense of joy.

Dancers. Photo courtesy of Lisa Niederman

When the performance was over, Jorge Luis came over to me and, with no lead-in and no explanation, told me what was going to happen next and what he wanted me to do. It seemed he wanted my participation during a part of the ceremony to symbolically join the divine masculine and the divine feminine. He was clearly in the thick of orchestrating the final details before the ceremony. He gave me my instructions and was gone. It all happened so quickly, I had no time to question anything he was saying. I just registered it and waited for the ceremony to begin.

Jorge, representing the divine feminine, was dressed in white. A woman, representing the divine masculine, was also dressed in white. They met in the center of the circle, joined hands, and in that moment, became the Divine Feminine and the Divine Masculine. One of the Peruvian shamans came forward to begin a small circle around the two. Then another Peruvian shaman came forward to take his place. Then another.

It registered in me that this was what Jorge Luis had been instructing me on. I was to be one of those coming forward to create that circle around the Divine Couple. Well . . . was that what he had instructed me to do? Surely he hadn’t meant me to join the Peruvian elders. Had he? Not me. Was that what he had meant?

There are moments in which my shortcomings and frailties as a human being crystallize and become very, very clear to me. This was one of those moments. Every doubt in me surfaced. My sense of unworthiness erupted. My ego was jerking me around like an electrical current making a loose wire dance. Some part of me knew that I was to step forward and join the circle of shamans; another part of me was certain that I would make a fool of myself if I did.

The Amazon shaman who had blessed me in fire ceremony, don Jesus, was in the small circle of shamans. My eyes met his, questioning. He nodded and in one burst of trust, I joined the circle. From that point on, I was in an altered state. I am not sure what happened. Another person joined the circle. The woman representing the Divine Masculine asked us to speak in one voice, “I am the center of the heart of the Solar Disc.” But the only reason I know this happened is that it has been recorded on video. At some point, those of us in the small circle—several Peruvian shamans, one young man of unknown origin, and me—joined hands and danced, first in one direction, then in the opposite direction. At some point after that, the ceremony was over and we were hugging one another saying, “Good times to you.”

My heart was full and its contents spilled out, everywhere, covering everyone.

Even me.

 

Lounging shaman. Photo courtesy of Lisa Niederman

Copyright 2011 by Melanie Mulhall

The Invitation

March 16, 2010

When the invitation came to participate in the Solar Disc activation, I felt an immediate pull to accepting it. I had no idea where the money to go to Peru would come from, how I could manage to leave a husband undergoing cancer treatment, or why I would even consider leaving my business for a couple of weeks. But I knew I needed to go, whether or not I could make sense out of it in any rational way. 

My friend Lisa had met Jorge Luis Delgado in Peru three years earlier and the invitation had come to her, along with permission to invite like minded others. It was to be a service trip—a trip in which a reduced rate for room, board, and services would be offered in exchange for the active participation in the process of activating the Solar Disc, believed to be in Lake Titicaca. This would involve several days of ceremony, culminating in the Solar Disc activation ceremony and a ceremony to unite the divine masculine and divine feminine. 

Despacho ceremony in Peru. Jorge on the right.

This was to be an important event. The timing of it had been considered with great care. It would be a gathering of shamans, elders, and others, all lending energy to the Solar Disc activation. The optimal time to do this had been determined to be February 14, 2010—which was also Valentine’s Day, Chinese New Year, and the day of the new moon (as calculated by Universal Time).

In Incan cosmology, we were in the process of completing five hundred years of “dark” cycle and were about to enter a new cycle of five hundred years of “light,” which would be fully ushered in December of 2012. We were at that powerful moment before the sun rose—a moment when our combined focused intent could move to do good in the world.

From Jorge Luis’ perspective, we were at the threshold of the New Pachacuti, the return of the light. A new vibratory frequency was infusing the planet, carrying with it the opportunity to expand consciousness, reawaken our spiritual nature within, and reconnect with Mother Earth. But we would all need help in integrating this energy. The reactivation of the Solar Disc would help the planet and all of her inhabitants.

But what exactly was the Solar Disc? I was being pulled, as if by gravity, to participate in its reactivation without knowing what it was.  

In my research, I learned that there are numerous versions of the Solar Disc legend. Many believe that the Solar Disc was brought to the Incans by the Lemurians. Some say that the disc was not made of ordinary gold, but of a special “transmuted” gold that was almost translucent. Historians believe that what is referred to as the Solar Disc hung in the Temple of the Sun (Coricancha) in Cusco and that it was removed from there and brought to Lake Titicaca to protect it when the conquistadors invaded Peru. Lord Aramu Muru (one of the Masters of the Brotherhood of the Seven Rays) had been linked to the Solar Disc and more than one version of the legend suggests that it was he who brought it to Cusco and then to Lake Titicaca.

The Solar Disc had been referred to as a healing instrument and a cosmic computer. It was  thought to have the power to open the human heart–to activate the internal sun–and it was this purpose that seemed to me to be connected to the gathering being called at Lake Titicaca. 

I found myself having images of being at Lake Titicaca five hundred years earlier, being among those who had accompanied the Solar Disc to the lake and, as odd as I knew it would seem to others, I felt that what I was seeing were images of myself at another time, in another life. I believed that I had made an agreement, with many others, to return at some future appointed hour to reactivate the Solar Disc.

And this was the time. And Lake Titicaca was the place. And Jorge Luis Delgado was the shaman calling us home.

I accepted the invitation.

Copyright 2010 by Melanie Mulhall

Sami and the Expansion of Consciousness

February 27, 2010

“If we do not awaken love, we are losing time.” 

That simple but powerful statement from Peruvian chacaruna Jorge Luis Delgado says everything that needs to be said. During this powerful period of time during which we are at the cusp of transition from the dark cycle to the light cycle, nothing is more practical or useful than awakening and expanding love. 

Of course, for us ordinary mortals who have forgotten our ultimate immortality, that may be easier said than done in any way that is more than superficial or simply sentimental. So how do we lighten our energy bodies? How do we invite in more love and expand consciousness? How do we ordinary mortals become extraordinary? 

“We become extraordinary through practicing love (munay), service (llancay) and wisdom (yachay),” says Jorge Luis. “We expand in this way and the expansion is limitless.” Lest we think this is difficult to do, don Jorge also points out that, “It is easier to love and expand than to resist it and suffer.” 

But most of us have a great deal to forgive and heal within ourselves and no small part of that healing needs to be the healing of the internal masculine and feminine. As expressions of the love between father (literal, as well as Father Sun) and mother (again, literal, as well as Mother Earth), Jorge suggests that we are here to expand that expression of love. 

In the Jungian language of alchemy, the marriage of the divine masculine and divine feminine within is referred to as coniunctio. It represents the reconciliation and unification of opposites. It is the joining of heaven and earth, the connection between yin and yang, the transmutation of base metal (which might be thought of as human with hucha) to gold (human as pure Inner Sun) into the Philosopher’s Stone. Most of us will admit that we have a great way to go before we are there. 

Jorge suggests that one place to begin is to look at how we talk to ourselves. Most of us have created stories to punish ourselves and cause ourselves suffering. We do not simply choose to punish ourselves, but life in human form can be difficult and no one I know could be said to have had an easy childhood. We all have internal debris. This is the stuff of the ego that we push down into our shadow selves, the base metal created from childhood on that is eating our energy for lunch. 

As I spoke of in my book, Living the Dream—A Guidebook for Job Seekers and Career Explorers, it serves us well to catch ourselves in the act of talking trash to ourselves internally. “I’m fat.” “I’ll never get anywhere in life.” “I’m really not as smart as those people.” Much of this internal self-abuse goes unnoticed because it is like background noise. But you are talking trash to yourself whenever you criticize yourself for mistakes you made long ago but that are still haunting you, every time you harangue yourself for not being perfect, ever time you question your essential worthiness; and every time you even hint to yourself that your essential nature is not one of pure love. 

I suggest catching yourself in the act of talking trash to yourself and make a new choice about what you are going to say. Keep making that new choice every time you catch yourself in the act. 

As a part of this process of healing ourselves, Jorge recommends changing our attitude about life by connecting with our Inner Sun, the sacred place within. Most of us spend a lot of time in our heads and Jorge suggests going to the solar plexus for answers. (Here I believe he is referring to the puka chunpi, one of the four belts of energy that wrap around our body. This belt of energy is said to be around the area of the sacrum and solar plexus. Its “eye” is the qosqo, located just below the navel, which is considered to be the primary energy center. It seems to be roughly equivalent to what others refer to as the dan tien or chi.) He also suggests that we use our bodies to sense the energy of places, including portals, vortices, and ley lines.

As a shaman, I see this as very sound advice. Expanding consciousness has to do with being in touch with the interconnectedness of everything around us, which, when experienced, brings us to a profound sense of gratitude and love. And being in touch with the interconnectedness of everything around us does not happen by being stuck in our heads. Connecting with your body and your own field of energy, then reaching out to sense the energy of the world around you, is a good place to start.

Copyright 2010 by Melanie Mulhall