munay ki rites 7-9

Tonight I had the final 3 rites of Munay Ki. I had the 6th one a week or so ago, and nothing happened. I was disappointed, but it proved to me that I am not some great and holy person with amazing experiences every time I’m in ritual, or get some kind of rite/initiation/attunement.
I didn’t know what, if anything, to expect from rites 7, 8 and 9, which are given in a single session.
For rite 7, I was in a chair, like most of the other ones. Immediately I focused on my feet. I felt like they were growing into the floor, like they had roots. That led me inevitably to the Heartlight Wood. I stepped out of my tree and followed my path, to a cave. This cave was formed out of lava/obsidian. It was very black, shiny and flowing, and looked like a woman’s labia. I went inside the cave. It was filled with water, a glowing blue pool. I entered the pool and was greeted by a dolphin. Although she did not identify herself, I knew she was the spirit of Mother Earth. I expected her to have some kind of message for me, but she merely told me that I needed to swim in the glowing blue water. I was swimming like a mermaid, undulating, not thrashing around with arms and legs like humans swim. The water was exactly body temperature and neutral buoyancy. All of a sudden, the pool was a drop of water, with me still in it, and the drop was watering a tree (my tree, in the Heartlight Wood), and all of a sudden I started crying hysterically, convinced that my father had just been reborn. (The 6 month anniversary of his death was Monday.)
But I wasn’t sad. I felt a profound sense of release, relief and mostly gratitude. It was a good feeling.
For rite 8, I was on the massage table. My thoughts turned to aliens (I saw Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull over the weekend). It felt like thoughts were being put into my head, or my thoughts were being guided. I was thinking about the pyramids and all the structures which some believe were built by aliens. And I knew, like I know my eyes are green, that the aliens share the akashic records with us, and if you know how to access them, you can get the aliens’ knowledge without ever being in direct contact with them.
Then I was walking down a long square corridor, with all sorts of Egyptian-style hieroglyphs on the walls. At the end of the corridor, which I knew was underground, was Isis. She had her arms out, and they were winged. In each hand she had a fist-sized heart scarab. Around her neck was the vulture collar. Her head was elongated in the back like Nefertiti’s, and her eyes were big and slanted, like aliens’ eyes. She started to laugh when she saw me and said “don’t you remember that you wanted to be me when you grew up?” (I did! I used to try to dress like her and everything.) She told me this was a different entrance (different route) to the akashic records, and that sometimes knowledge looks different if you come on it from a different route or through a new source, even the same old information.
For the final rite, I was back in the chair. I was a fairy, sitting in the lotus position inside a purple flower. My elbows were resting on my knees and my chin on my hands. I was sitting on some kind of tuffet, like Miss Muffet. My hair was long, curly and silver, and hung to my butt, between my wings. Because my seat was raised, my wings weren’t being crushed. Around me were spikes of amethyst and quartz. I felt like I had been there for five minutes, or five hours, or five years, or long enough for the crystals to have grown up around me. Outside the flower was a field of other flowers. Some held meditating fairies like me. Bees and other insects and birds flew around, and various types of wildlife. I felt like I knew what every other creature was doing and had been doing and would do while I was in my flower, that all I had to do was extend my consciousness. But I didn’t feel the need. I felt totally connected to everything and yet, at the same time, isolated and protected.
At the end of the 3 rites, I did my Fire Ceremony. I gave everything to the fire, every negative emotion and feeling. I saw the emotions as pointy sharp things that cut me and hurt me. Then a great purple wing (owl? Angel?) swept across those sharp things and blurred them, like a chalk drawing. And I understood that nothing could erase the bad things, but that they could be blunted and softened so I couldn’t remember details and so the sharp edges wouldn’t hurt me anymore.
(image sources: heart scarab, vulture collar)

Munay Ki 5

I had the 5th Munay Ki rite last night, the so-called "Daykeeper's Rite", which isn't about daykeeping or calendars at all. It's about midwifery and nursing and nurturing and feminine energy. One other woman got the same rite with me.
I was sitting next to the massage table, and I kept getting images of a big jaguar-like cat, yellow with not many black spots, to my right, as if the cat was on (or in place of) the table. The cat's face would shift to a woman's face and back again. The cat told me to ask the person doing the rites about a certain black cat she used to have.
After I recieved the rites, I did a fire ceremony, which is a little ritual where you give your problems to a fire (a candle, in this case) and recieve something back. I didn't know what to give so I just offered everything. When I was taking in the candle's energy I felt led to bring it into various centers of my body with little affirmations. Into my forehead "so I can see the truth" into my throat "so I can speak the truth" into my heart "so I can love the truth" and into my belly "so I can feel the truth". Whatever "the truth" is.
As soon as the other woman was done with her fire ceremony and the sharing began, I asked about the cat: "Do you still have [cat's name]?" The cat in question was old and blind when I last saw him years ago and I was sure the answer would be "no, he died." Instead, she said he was 17 and she still had him, and he was her unconditional love cat. Of course my Zen-zen (also black) was my unconditional love kitty, so I thought of him for a moment and felt a little sad. But she was pretty amazed, wondering WHY I asked about that cat and not her other one. I told her about the jaguar-woman telling me to ask her. She found it really amazing, since the rite is about love that I asked about her "love" cat, and she felt that was a strong message.
Today is 12.19.15.5.17 0 Zip 11 Caban (earthquake); yesterday was 10 Cib (Vulture), a good karmic cleansing day, which is why I gave it all to the fire.

Munay Ki 1-4

Last night I got the first 4 rites of Munay Ki. I haven’t read the book it’s based on--The Four Insights: Wisdom, Power, and Grace of the Earthkeepers (although I've read other excellent books by the author, Alberto Villoldo)--, nor did I read over much of the information sent to me beforehand. This isn’t laziness; the library hasn’t gotten a copy of the book available (I’ve been waiting for a month) and I consciously decided to go into this not knowing very much. That’s what I did with Shamballa Multidimensional Healing and it was the right thing to do then, and it seems right now.

I heard about Munay Ki last September, from a woman I met at a Lightworkers meeting in Massachusetts who was also at the Shamballa 12D training I took after my Shamballa Mastership. It sounded appealing, but it required a 3 hour drive (each way) once per week for….I think it was six weeks. Anyway, not very ecologically friendly nor very friendly to those who have jobs and can’t spend 6 hours on the road for a 1 hour class. I told her that when she scheduled sessions closer to my home, I’d take it. And I forwarded the email to a friend’s sister-in-law who does a lot of shamanic work. She did the drive and got the rites.

I was going to take the rites from her, in December, and then my dad died at the end of November and the timing seemed off. Plus she was going to charge me a lot more (although the drive would be more like an hour each way rather than 3) than the original email’s offer—she was going to charge by the hour as if I was going to her for a Reiki session and she charged way more than I do, for instance, for such a session.

So I left Munay Ki on hold and went on with my life for a few months.

Then a friend of mine, that I’ve done many energy/teaching exchanges with, sent me an email saying that she was offering them. Basically she just threw a bunch of dates out there; anyone interested could pick a few dates and come get the rites. She does various rites all in the same session. I thought that was pretty interesting, so I signed up.

I haven’t seen this particular friend in a couple of years. She had a lot of strife in her life, and she had no time and we just kind of drew apart. Even though she lives just over the line in the next town, maybe 10 minutes away if I hit every light, we hadn’t gotten together.

She had 2 other people getting rite 6. She did them first, let me watch, and then they left and I stayed for about 90 minutes, getting rites 1-4 and some basic instruction.

My experiences:

Rite 1 was supposed to be “bands of color” put into my aura. I had to stand up. My knee hurt. I experienced it as someone wrapping me like a mummy, very securely, but more like a hug than a restraint. The “bands” of color wrapped, crossed, did this flippy thing where they crossed (not of these dimensions), wrapped, crossed, flipped, etc from my feet to my head. The bands were black silk. Very interesting.

Rites 2 & 3 were together, while I was sitting down on a stool. I did not know where one ended and the next one began. At first all I could think about was fluorite. I saw purple and white banded fluorite donuts and polished chips. Then they changed color to the blue-green that Beth and I love. The blue-green fluorite started morphing between cubes and octahedrons just like it does in nature as it grows. Finally the cube form turned into a small cluster of cubes like a city (like you see sometimes in pyrite). When she moved in front of me, I felt a waterfall pour from the wall above my head in front of me (behind her), which poured toward the floor but then leapt up and into my chest, like a sine wave. She was blowing into my hands and even though I could feel her soft cheeks against my fingers it felt like she was pouring water into my hands.

The 4^th rite was done while I was on her Reiki table. My attention was on my left knee, the one I hurt in Mexico. A ball of light surrounded it. Inside was a storm of pearly red light, like a fire opal. As she continued to do the rite, the fire opal color changed to a rainbow colored lattice, like the flower of life merkaba ball used in Holographic Sound Healing. Then the rainbow turned into a pure white light but somehow it was also platinum, silver, and white gold at the same time, and then the rite ended.

I think I might have interrupted the ending of the rite because I asked that my friend do a couple of minutes of energy work on that knee. I knew that it needed to be “sealed” somehow, and after only a couple of minutes the white ball went away and I knew it was finished.

She then decided she wanted to do a tapping routine with me, to lessen the pain in my knee. I wish she hadn’t chosen that route; now I won’t know if the tapping or the rites are what affected my knee.

Because my knee is better. The pain has greatly reduced. I am still limping, but that’s because my muscles have been trained to walk that way since January. The physical therapy I’m about to start will help that.

The tapping routine is complicated, but she gave me the paperwork on how to do it, and I’ll post that here when I have time to retype it. )

Munay-Ki official web site; FOL image adapted from here.