Tuesday, July 21, 2009

The above pictures are photographs I took in Paris. The top image is a Naga Queen I found in the park of Saint Cloud very close to where I live. The next image is a Dragon I found on the River Seine very close to Notre Dame. My journey continues.

Living and Moving on the Ley-lines.

We moved from Menton to Paris this month. But before I moved from the South of France I put together several Dragon Vases. Menton is directly below the Ley-lines. Many underground streams run though the land, emptying themselves into the Mediterranean Sea. But not only are there underground streams, there are also were many high-rise apartment buildings which creates a lot of stress in the area.

Living on the wouivre is not easy. There are stories in Tibet about how people became sick living over the Naga Kingdom. Once there was a traveling lama who was asked to visit the summer palace of the Emperor of China. When he arrived, he found that the Emperor’s family was sick with leprosy. Leprosy is a naga disease. That night he had a dream and in the dream he realized that the palace was built over the Naga kingdom. He was given a mantra in the dream to appease the Nagas. The next morning he taught the Emperor and his family the mantra. The family became well again after taking up the practice of this mantra. This story and the enpowerment of this mantra was told to me by Lama Kunga, who lives in the Bay area of California.

Living in Menton made me very aware of how the telluric, (ley-lines) work. But I also found that my own inner process was intensified. I had a few experiences before a rain. I could feel electricity in the form of snakes moving across the floor of our apartment.

The apartments we lived in was once a barn for milking cows many decades before. It was transformed into an apartment building. But the original foundation was still a part of the building. Our apartment was the old butter room. The place where they separated the cream from the milk and made butter. The floor was updated but the apartment seemed to be accessible to moisture coming up though the earth. Once when we left for two weeks during the rainy season; our bathroom windows were closed. When we returned, mold had grown on the walls in the shape of snakes. This was when I realized why they say the breath of the Nagas is poisonous. Mold is not healthy for humans to breathe. I cleaned up the mold and politely asked the Nagas to stay outside and not come in the house. I also tried to use products in my home that did not pollute the environment.

I also found a little dragon impression cracking though the wall in one of the rooms. I dotted his eye. When finding dragons the Chinese Feng Shui Masters dot the dragons eyes. They say that it opens up the power of the dragon. I have begun to do this in the last few weeks. I am amazed of the revelation that happens when I do this practice. The truth is seen.

Before I left, I taught a group of women how to make Dragon Vases and how to find the dragons in the earth. So I was able to bury several vases before we moved. I was given new inspiration while making the vases. Remember the three- headed dragon that lost its heads over road building? I printed on paper three dragon heads and placed them into the vase with the other offerings. We placed the vase into the earth for the three dragons. That evening at sunset I saw all these swallows flying in the sky over our home. I thought to myself that they want me to see something. I looked up and I saw a huge dragon cloud: Its head was disconnected from its body. I realized the dragons were thanking me for my offering.

Now I am Paris. I live by a beautiful park in Saint Cloud. The ley-line energies of Paris are found in its many underground rivers and streams, which is different then the rock ridges of Southern France. But the dragons and nagas are here also. I have been finding them in the trees. But also I see their impressions in the moisture patterns on the walls of the churches.

Paris is a place of ancient initiation and mystical adepts. Many of the old initiation sites are over these underground streams. The street of Picpus has a little Black Virgin that is in the Sacred Heart convent. This Black Virgin was once the most venerated icon of Paris before the Revolution. The convent is in direct alignment with an ancient well spring. We are having our mantra workshops just down the street from the convent. We are in a basement with stone walls over the same underground stream.

This week I found a place in the park where the trees were manifesting in the shapes of snakes. One image is the shape of a naga, half woman and half snake.

I am glad to be in Paris - it feels like a new beginning for me. I found I learned many lessons living on the wouivre of Menton. It was a place where I was asked to go deep into my own emotional process and transform old emotional patterns or my inner nagas into deep wisdom. My process continues as I pour my milk offerings each New Moon.