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I can see why Wolf characterizes it as a horrible state of mind, all around Wolf is seeing suffering, fake lives believed to be real, and a seeming inability of people to get beyond the illusion...sort of like Dante's seven layers of hell.
It is also easy to see that from this state of mind is where people who want to fix the world are coming from and why they consider themselves to be more evolved than the people they are trying to fix.
However, there are expanses beyond this one so there is still something to strive for.
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Just a note: This thread is not actually for others to post in and it is a recounting of my past experiences. If you wish to comment make a new post with your questions. Any and all posts in this thread that are not made by me shall be removed, please do not take it personal.-Lone Wolf.
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My double really came into its own once I lost my human form. I remember the feeling and recounted it in this thread as " a terrible state of mind." This translates that once the human lost his form he was able to see the bare being inside he had become, like raw power. This raw power was the type that could lash out and affect anything. The state of mind was knowing what your double was becoming now, it and you had no walls between. It was not like a glowing light filled with love, it was just power and I had to contain it or it would overwhelm me. I can see how when a sorcerer reached this crossroads he/she could become a powerful black sorcerer or stay a warrior seeking freedom which I did. Power in this form could easily corrupt those who would use it to control and hurt others. Thats is why it is so important to prepare one's self for it and be ready when it hits for there's no feeling like it I ever encountered. The warrior's path of having no self-importance is angled for when such a transformation takes place and the warrior doesn't turn into something dark as many do.
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Last night, I intended to go to the Ancient Church in Santa Fe and look for the Tenant. I awoke early in the early morning and remembered to make the intent and went into lucid dreaming. I was in the church. A woman with long dark hair was seated at the Tenant's right side and I sat across from her where she was seated in the front row of the church. The area was lighted by candles. The Tenant was a tall skinny Mexican woman, her hair was black streaked with gray. She wore a grey gown that was short sleeved. Her arms were long and she had big hands with long fingers and nails. She looked older than my encounters with her as Valencia twenty years ago. I called her "Valencia" and she looked at me and smiled. The Tenant told us a story and it went like this:
After Don Juan left and Carlos passed, the lineage had stopped. For many years, the Tenant searched for a nagual in Mexico and New Mexico. She became ill and knew she was going to die. She came up with a plan and enlisted two sorcerers to assist her where she was living in Santa Fe, New Mexico. A grave was prepared, it was deep and layered with sand and silk blankets. Her body was laid in it as she began to die. The sorcerers covered her with round crystals that glowed in the candle light. A newborn baby girl wrapped in a red indian blanket was laid on top of the crystal grave by the sorcerers and they left. The next morning when the sorcerers returned to the grave the red blanket laid on top of the bed but the baby was gone. The Tenant told us she had been saved by that baby girl. The Tenant looked at me and told me she had shifted using the crystals. As she told the story I watched it unfold as a vision. I watched the men place her in the grave and cover her gently with the stones. I watched the baby being placed on top of the grave. The Tenant caught my attention by placing her hand on my knee. I looked up and she smiled and I awoke.
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As a warrior ages, he/she begins to see the world in a different manner. The world begins to shift a bit because the warrior has made his assemblage point more fluid and less fixed. A warrior knows that his time is more limited and his once powerful physical body is changing and is significantly weaken from the forces of the world. The past becomes more prevalent in his thoughts and the recapping process begins with more power than ever before. The warrior prepares for the time when he must make his move, this is aided by power.
The spirit of the nagual walks with the warrior ever closer. They are old friends now and there are times when the spirit will intervene and help the warrior more than its usual way. The warrior becomes the shining for the spirit and his eyes are its eyes. The ones who can feel and see what is real, know and nod at the warrior who has entered their path however brief. There are so many who exist but are not connected to the nagual. There are the few who are. Then there are those the nagual knows but they have yet to find it and are unaware of what the rule is and where they could fit. This site is for them. Those who the nagual spirit would touch, who would offer the universe if they would only open up and let it in.
I, Lone Wolf have walked the world with the eyes of a sorcerer for over 40 years. I have known beauty, love, hate, truth, betrayal, friendship, magical beings, enchantment and the nagual. It is written the last battle for a warrior is old age and I will add: the hardest battle. As I enter this battle I see the world differently, its folly, its destruction, its beauty, the crazy wonderous ways we, as human beings change it and seek to make it different than what it really is.
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Our lives are journeys and like all journeys we come to a end. I who always felt the insane touch of power by the hand of the nagual want to thank everyone who has opened their mind and looked past the ordinary trappings of society. Thank you for sharing with me your minds with their thoughts. Thank you for coming to a little spot where we can cross our legs and sit by the fire of infinity. Whether in a field of ravens or in a tree house in a majestic forest, we have shared dreams across the lines of this world. I am grateful and know that often time is a gift and one that should be held close everyday. Walk with power. Hold your head high. Look past the leaves into the shadows. Feel the wind and embrace it as a warrior. Look up once in awhile. At night when all seems dark...look up! When the world feels like it will cave your chest..look up! I have walked alone most of my life and by choice for there is no one I know who feels the nagual like I do. You who come here searching can find your answers. They are in your eyes and in your heart. For we are all sorcerers and warriors. We are all naguals. We are all that. -Lone Wolf
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Thank you for this place Lone Wolf.
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It is a wonderful place...thanks LW!
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Hi Wolf, We aren't gettin any younger are we? That's ok. When I close my eyes I'm still me. How is that after all us old dogs have gone through. A coyote walked past my kitchen window yesterday morning. He wasn' in a hurry. My dog Penny and I just watched him go by. She wasn't upset or excited as I would have expected her to be. All was as it should be. Peaceful. When we leave this world I believe we will be at peace. Like Penny,.. watching the coyote passing by. As it should be. Bob
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Thank you friends, thank you.
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Nagual LoneWolf wrote:Our lives are journeys and like all journeys we come to a end. I who always felt the insane touch of power by the hand of the nagual want to thank everyone who has opened their mind and looked past the ordinary trappings of society. Thank you for sharing with me your minds with their thoughts. Thank you for coming to a little spot where we can cross our legs and sit by the fire of infinity. Whether in a field of ravens or in a tree house in a majestic forest, we have shared dreams across the lines of this world. I am grateful and know that often time is a gift and one that should be held close everyday. Walk with power. Hold your head high. Look past the leaves into the shadows. Feel the wind and embrace it as a warrior. Look up once in awhile. At night when all seems dark...look up! When the world feels like it will cave your chest..look up! I have walked alone most of my life and by choice for there is no one I know who feels the nagual like I do. You who come here searching can find your answers. They are in your eyes and in your heart. For we are all sorcerers and warriors. We are all naguals. We are all that. -Lone Wolf
We are all that.
Thank you, I love this post...and I will look up when it is all caving in.
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Nice Barefoot. you see what often others do not.
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Love is life, life is pain, pain is being alive, alive is being real, being real is knowing who you are, who you are is what you became, what you became is your intent, your intent is the source of you, the source of you is what's inside, what's inside you cannot hide, that you hide is not real, what is real is being alive.
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Hooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllling is fun, try it sometime.
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