Kundalini : The End

No one said it would be an easy path. It had not only been a rough day but challenging for the last few months. Chaos, to say the least. If you're living (or rather dying) through a Kundalini Awakening, you know what I mean. I think this was the first time that I was ready for this to be over. I was tired. That Friday night as I lay down to sleep, I sob. I need help. I call out to everyone I can think of for support. My guides, soul partner, angels, aliens, God; you name it, I'll take it. I joke, "I wonder if there is a service where I can pay someone to hold me while I cry."

I woke up around 2:30 in the morning and a woman appeared in my mind's eye. I have never worked with her before so it takes some time for me to put the pieces together. She emerges from a pool of water and smears mud down her face on both sides. She's dark and committed as she approaches me. At first, I'm uncertain, but as she comes closer I recognize her as Kali, the Goddess of death and rebirth, the Divine Mother. I've never seen her in this form.

She holds me, rocks me as I cry in her arms, loves me, and nurses me. When I drink the milk, I see two snakes coil up my spine and kiss in my mind. Kali says, "You're done. This mission is complete, but you will have many more missions." She continues to hold me and love me as I purge one last time, my tears moving from grief and pain to love and gratitude. Thank you.

I woke up feeling light. It was over and I needed to learn how to live again. The end of the Kundalini Awakening is the end of an old life and the beginning of a new one. Happy Birthday to me ...again!

Ancient Light Healing Arts