WalkingDevi's blog

I am going to part here. I'm not sure if it will be permanent or temporary. I just feel it is time to... explore a different avenue, although I am unsure of just what the avenue is.

Love to everyone on here.

I shall be on here from time to time and can be contacted through the private messages only.

Love

as a child, as an old woman, a Divine.

Truth, truth, wherein does it lie? Wherein does the "I" lie and wherein can the "I" rest to make home for body?

Lost, blissful and content...

My experience with Kundalini was perhaps a bit different than others. I didn't even know what Kundalini was until I was completely non-functional and thought I was going insane and dying. Of course, no one around me could tell me what was wrong either. I was maybe a hypocondriac and depressed, they all thought. This never rang true for me.

It is the dying of Ego, in the sands... in the waves of the ocean... the roar beyond the waves. The death of Ego. To O n e n e s s.

I've been avoiding words lately. Not really afraid of what I have to say, really... more unwilling to share at the not-so-vibrant energies that are leaving me, quite intensely. I'm attempting responsibility in regards to awareness of the vibrations I willfully put out there. I shall continue to rest these fingers of mine but I do have something to share.

On the way to China, I looked out the window and saw a bolt of
lightening shoot across the sky. I knew something big was going to
happen and had a somewhat ominous feeling even going in the first
place. I had accepted this. The first day I got into a 7 car pile
up and have been nursing my head injury. I decided to not take the
nervous system medication, minimal pain medication which I am no

The orgasm has changed in meaning and experience as time has passed by. When I first started exploration as a teenager, I could not orgasm. I felt pleasure but there was more of a curiosity about the whole sensual experience. I took to it like a scientist and tried to figure out what textures worked for me and what objects would work for me. Sex and sexuality was not a high priority for me.

I got into a pretty major car accident. The bus I was in hit another bus going 70 miles per hour. I'm pretty messed up in a more functional-because-I-have-to-be way which is distinctly different than actually being okay. Love and Healing...

In the ocean of this cave, there is a penetrating nothingness-
black, cloaked in the invisible silence.
It reverberates the primordial sound that began life,
the deep vibration of creation.
In the ocean of this cave, there is an absence of knowing-
golden white rays, the ceiling of a visible orgasm.
It radiates the tapestry of this web of life

The first house I remember living in was white and across the street from a cemetary. I used to play in the cemetary as a child. I remember hearing a spirit tell me not to step on the headstones. I remember walking down a path and seeing about 30 ravens and hearing them talk to me. They flew around me in a whirlwind.