The Mind Chronicles: a Visionary Guide into Past Lives by Barbara Hand Clow

Author:Barbara Hand Clow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: New Age/Past Lives
ISBN: 9781591439615
Publisher: Inner Traditions/Bear & Company
Published: 2010-12-24T00:00:00+00:00

19

Teotihuacan and the Tiger Initiation

I sense it is time to name myself. The only way I know how to do that is to name myself at my temple in this lifetime—Teotihuacan, “where the tree god comes to Earth.” Like the rebirth of the Sun caused by the flux of spiralic currents ceaselessly precipitating and coagulating cosmic substance, I call myself Itzamna, the god who enters into density in the Mother Earth.

I named myself when I meditated for many hours with my Atlantean record crystal in the Temple of the Quetzal Butterfly. After hours in the blazing sun, Itzamna came into soul fusion and I asked to be able to resonate with the records of Teotihuacan. By asking, I knew that I would have to be prepared to look at any of my own experiences, which were blocking my access to this knowledge. I knew I was preparing to rebirth the crystalline star woman who came here billions of years ago when Earth took form. The goddess delighted in our creation here, and we were all present in the beginning. Element to element, blood crystal to blood crystal, I opened inner space so that I could become a home for our story. This was when I first bilocated—experienced being in two places at once. The feelings in my body while being in two places at once were amazing when it first happened. I was sitting in the temple at Teotihuacan in February 1987, while I was simultaneously manifesting an extraterrestrial facet of my own self in the same location.

My heavy, barrel-chested body with smooth and brown skin suddenly drops into the ball court. I wear silver shoes with pointed curled toes, a silver headpiece with antennae. My lips are thick and wide, my nose is flat with a curved bridge, and my slanted eyes are wide apart. My forehead was pressed when I was an infant to connect my third eye to my pineal gland, for I am a galactic Mayan. I wear a yoke collar on my neck that falls down over my chest, and the section on my shoulders connects on the back to a long cloak that is attached beneath the yoke collar. I am bare-chested, and I wear a metal waist belt that is held to the collar by means of two-inch-wide crossed straps. A fabric skirt that goes down to my knees is attached to the belt. Fitted boots made of a woven, metallic fabric cover my calves.

My silver gloves are related to how I arrived here in this dimension, but I cannot imagine how. A strip of metallic fabric wraps around my wrist, then connects to a strap that wraps around my middle finger over the back of my hand. Ah, yes, I, see . . . I just shapeshifted into this dimension during a Mayan ball game. The contestants play the game to open the dimensions so that galactic Mayans can enter the third dimension. When I press my thumb to my palm, I notice that I have only three fingers, and these digits are webbed and short like amphibian hands.

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