Cacti wisdom and the art of aura fluffing

I’ve been reading an incredibly entertaining book called Travels by Michael Crichton.  Not only was he a Harvard-educated physician, award-winning author and film writer/producer/director (including a little film called Jurassic Park) but he has had more fascinating experiences than just anyone else I’ve come across in my studies.  He writes about climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro, visiting the original Shangri-La and having metaphysical experiences that rival those of Carlos Castaneda.

Last night, the chapter I read was positively life-changing.  It detailed his experiences at a metaphysical retreat where among other things, he heard the audible voice of God, had a vision in the desert where he saw all the stars in the Milky Way rearranged to spell “Hi!” and developed a telepathic relationship with a mentor of sorts who happened to be a cactus. Alone in the desert, after the vision and during a two day fast, he says he was gripped by a rushing sense of overwhelmingenergy.  It kept him up all night and he used this time to journal.  He says,

“What I recorded while in the grip of this energy seems terrifically silly. I was preoccupied with cacti, and I recorded all kinds of giddy foolishness in my notebook. I wrote poetry from the viewpoint of a cactus.  I wrote cactus philosophy. I also drew designer cactus fashions, a history of cactus religion, Cactus Comics, the Sayings of Chairman Cactus. All profusely illustrated. Page after page of silly stuff. Long into the night.”

I should note that the cactus mentor came about after retreat participants were instructed to listen to their other senses and find the rock, tree or plant that seemed to have a special relationship to them, and listen to what this teacher had to say.  His descriptions of what he learned from the cactus struck me a in a profound way. In the same chapter, he talks about the process of aura-fluffing, where junk is “combed” out of one’s aura with the hands and then the energy is “fluffed” to make it nice as one would do a pillow. He went into this process in disbelief but was shocked to find that he noticed a difference, which he likened to taking a bath.

Today I was feeling pretty rotten — depressed, apathetic and just out of sync. I didn’t want to do ANYTHING and was feeling pretty hopeless.  (Not gonna lie, tears had been shed earlier this morning). It dawned on me to try fluffing my own aura and I was astounded to find myself feeling so much better afterwards that I was immediately inspired to begin dancing around my apartment, followed by the urge to create something.  I was given the energy and motivation to work on my blog.

Twice in the past week it has been pointed out to me that I need to meditate on questions such as “If someone were to call me on the phone with the news of my dreams, what would they say?” and “If I were to leave this planet right now, what is the one thing I would have wanted to have accomplished, to make my mark on this world?” I know that I want to bring others joy, and to help others grow, but I wasn’t sure how to answer those questions clearly.  I had actually journaled about this the other day, asking for the answer to be revealed to me so I could begin to draw that into my life.  Crichton has helped me tremendously with his writings on his own experiences. Today it was made clear to me that I want precisely that. I want to opportunity to have these experiences of a lifetime and to write about them, or make a film about them, or otherwise share them in such a way that others’ lives are permanently and progressively changed for the better as a result of my sharing.

Right now, I am really tempted to go out and buy a cactus.

Love and light,

Mercedi

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