Healer Activation – A New Work
January 8, 2009
Something my new friend Ashley Torres said to me in Sedona last week sent me in a humbling and powerful new direction. She said, “Sedona used to be a place where people came to be healed. Now it’s a place where healers come to be activated.”
Recalling these words as I sit in the inner sanctum of the temple of Mother Earth called Cathedral Rock, I feel the powerful presence of this place as my energy body brightens and lightens. Earlier in the morning I had climbed to this high and sacred spot. An arduous climb is initiation of a sort, a secret password if you will to the opportunity for those who would worship in the temple. I am alone here.
On my way up I passed others returning to lower elevations, some stopping, some resting, all smiling. One asks, “How are you?” “Great!” I reply, “and you?” “Great!” comes the response. “How can one not feel great here?”
In the quiet stillness conversations among hikers, mountain bikers and photographers punctuate the sense of calm excitement here. As I climb halfway up the sandstone formation, the light song of a Native American flute rises airily to my delighted ears. The musician far below brings the chattering people to reverent silence. I receive the musical offering happily sitting on the red stone perch, drinking in the beauty of life. Below and all around me red cliffs and formation form a panorama in every direction. The juniper and pinyon are ever present along with agave, prickly pear, sagebrush, desert grasses and dormant wildflowers. I am at peace.
Continuing on ever higher, the footpath I follow leads to a saddle where most who have made it this far have ended their journey. Only two people are here now; a couple taking in the view of Oak Creek and the Verde Valley below. A thinner, fainter trail leads onward along the cliff’s edge. The monolithic sandstone rises majestically to the heavens and I keep my hand on her cold rough presence as I make my way along. Steeply the trail rises to a black basalt, jagged dragon’s spine. I acknowledge the dragon and ask permission to climb along his back. Feeling agreement, onward I rise, the spire urges me forward.
Suddenly I am here. The cool sandstone platform on which I stand, and then sit, is a shelf between two mammoth pinnacles, feminine in feeling and capacity. Facing me in solitary magnificence, a single spire of sandstone; phallic, strong, full masculine authority.
The energy here is intense and awesome. I am humbled immediately and resist the urge to lay down and fall asleep. I am present. I am spirit and matter, light and density, powerful, humble and ecstatic. I begin my work…
Completing my activation here is another step on my journey…begun before I was born but anchored again and again as teachers, allies and sages have assisted me in remembering why I am here. I feel who I am as a healer deeply and see it reflected in the lives of my family and friends. Even now, I feel new shifts as my body reorganizes to accommodate my new orientation beyond my previous experience. Growth. Something new here. A new capacity to support others into coming into their healership fully. My breathing deepens as my mind expands with the recognition of this new mystery school graduation.
Smiling, grateful, knowing that I will return again with others, I begin my journey away from the temple and back to the full realm of life.
Much love,
Jack
