The Portal and the Waterfall.
Tonight I went to my meditation and I was immediately at the fire. This time all of the ancestors were around the fire along with my spirit guides and my animals.
The fire that I was at for this meditation was at the waterfall on the magical trail that my soulmate and I love to hike.
I joined in with everyone at the fire singing, chanting and meditating. It was a very calming night at the fire, I was excited to be somewhere I knew, a magical place where I have had many spiritual experiences.
The singing suddenly slowed down, but the Humming and chanting were causing the vibrational level to increase. The more intense the vibration got the more my ears could settle in on the sound of the waterfall rushing over the rocks. My eyes started to pick up a bright light coming from behind the waterfall.
This is the same waterfall where I met the two Cherokee warriors who were the guardians of the land. I had also met the spirit of what seemed like an old prospector at this spot. I had found a portal farther down this trail on one of my other hikes, but I had always figured there was one behind the waterfall.
At this point I was drawn to the bright light and I began to walk towards the waterfall. I peered behind it and what I saw before me was amazing A doorway as wide as a movie screen, lit up with bright vibrant colors. On one side of the light was the back of the waterfall that crashed over the rocks and down into a calm pool of water. On the other side of this doorway was access for me to journey anywhere I wanted.
I felt a presence surrounding me and I looked behind me and there standing with me were my spirit guides and my spirit animals. They were touching me, encouraging me, protecting me and preparing me for what came next.
You hear stories from many people that have had near death experiences that their lives passed before their eyes. Now this was not a near death experience, but it is the closest thing I could compare what happened next. Many of my past meditational journeys would start appearing to me through the portal.
In the doorway, on the “movie screen” were the places that I had gone on my spiritual journey. I could go back to any of them I wanted to. I could revisit and learn more. I saw Arcturus and remembered the time I visited the planet with Tygon. I saw the igloo in the Arctic where I had met the Inuit man. I saw the village in Africa where I met my spirit guide To Kani. I saw the Egyptian pyramids that I had flown over many times. I saw Atlantis, where Calliope had taken me to the gates of the city but no further until a future time. Was this it? I saw the Australian forest where the Koala had appeared to me in the trees in my very first meditation. I saw the monastery in Asia where I met my guide Tin-Shan. I saw the forest I visited in Ireland where I came across a gnome but my spirit guides yanked me out because it was a dangerous situation.
Wow, any of these meditations I was ready to go back to. To go deeper. To learn more. To spend time with my spirit guides growing spiritually. But the universe had
other plans for me. It had something new.
The next thing that appeared was a remote, ancient village that I had not seen before. My spirit guides told me to go. I stepped through the portal and into the village. I would soon realize where I was, but why?
Once I was standing outside of the village with just a handful of objects that looked like homes, I noticed I had one spirit guide left with me. It was Sven, my Scandinavian spirit guide. I knew then I was in a Norse village.
I started to speak but Sven put his finger up to his lips gesturing for me to stand in silence. He pointed to his eyes then pointed to a home that he wanted me to watch. It was a simple structure built back into the earth with a moss roof. Inside of the home was a family. It was maybe 400 square feet with a fire, a long walkway in the middle and benches on both sides. The benches were covered with animal hides to keep the family warm.
Inside the home was a father, mother and two children. They seemed to be happy. They would spend their days tending to the land, hunting and gathering, doing crafts and the kids played. It was before the Era of the Vikings, before any raids or sea voyages. It was just an old Norse settlement.
Sven got my attention and he began to speak. You are in what is today Sweden. Do you remember the family you see? It seemed familiar to me like I had seen this before but I couldn't place it. I answered him and I said no. He said that is you, your soulmate and your children. This is one of your past lives that the universe has allowed you to see and visit through the portal behind the waterfall.
It all started coming back to me. My soulmate and I building a home with a moss roof. Taking care of each other. Living and surviving in the harsh conditions. We were happy. Enjoying our lives. Yes, conditions were rough, life was difficult and hard, but we had each other and all of the time in the world to spend together.
I was happy. I was happy then and I was happy now visiting my past life. I didn't get to enjoy it long as the portal was ready to close and we needed to head back. Sven promised me we would return again to visit. I am excited to do that.
I can't wait to get back to the forest so I can visit the waterfall again in person. I want to continue to interact with the spirits of the land and hopefully one day soon I can go through the portal again and discover more about who I am.
Blessed Be!
By Michael Walters
The Ancestor's Fire
Writing the voices of the unheard
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