I am the last to arrive and I take the only spot open to the right of Christian. Immediately after sitting with my legs extended he starts by lighting the candle that sits on the large flat rock in front of us and we begin.  I go to the third eye but forget the breath.  I glance into the dark space and am comforted by no-thing.  I sit in this space of silence and relish in its beauty.  

Then I see an owl, turkey and pelican all at once and the feathers of these birds become a headdress that is now sitting on Christian's head.  He appears briefly as a Native American.  The name Thomas comes up and I wonder if this Christian's middle name.

Then nothingness sweeps through as I am reminded to go to the friction breath.  We are invited to connect with the group and I go to each one.  As an empath, I can feel the porousness of their essence and the emotions that lie on top of them today.  I feel for a moment the collective of what each one of us is carrying.  An intermingling of the light and darkness that resides within ourselves.  

I go to this space of 'heaven' beyond the physical realm and am invited in by my (my husband and my) friend Ken.  He passed in August 2016.  He says "come in there's room".  We smile at his humor.  He tells me that he misses his wife and children.  I had thought of Cindy, his wife this morning and how even though she has been forced to move on, she still misses him terribly.  It is time for me to leave this realm and we are now at the throat chakra and once again it is vivid.  I see this black space there and think of the angel card that I had drawn at random this morning.  Metatron and how I need a chakra clearing.  I invite him, Metatron in to clear my throat.  The darkness fades to light and then briefly back again. This space is fluid. There is some constriction when I get to the back of my heart pillow and a coldness there, and at my belly I want to scream as I feel trapped in this space. There's a limb that I am bandaging up and think of how the Mayan do bone setting with a stick that they rub on the broken bone to make it straight.  I intuit the pain that one must feel when this is done as  I move on.  

As we move from the charge area to the crown I see a healing of my chakras taking place and a crystal of a different color comes through at each marking.  I then decide to share a different one with my maternal ancestors both past and present.  My mother is the last and as she gets a red ruby, she thanks me in the dignified way that she has by saying my given name, Kristin.  (Afterwards I remember how garnet the poor version of the ruby is her actual birthstone and how she doesn't like this stone.)

At the crown chakra I see all the crystal stones that of clear, yellow, blue and red as part of a headband that I am now wearing.  The headdress of Christian that resided at the beginning has now become this head band that I am bequeath to wear. 

We later speak of our experiences and Bethany tells us that she saw a little zen master. that simply said that his name is Thomas.  I interrupt by saying.  "Wow the name Thomas came to me too (and I point at Christian) and I was told that it is your middle name."  

He doesn't seem at all surprised as he tells us that indeed this is his middle name and I find this both strange and comforting as I collect my belongings and leave.  

​I am the last to arrive and the 10 of us start as soon as I sit down.  I don’t have a pillow under me to support my hips and wonder how well I will fare for upwards of 50 minutes without it, but decide to remain still and give it a try.  I tune into the group and look around with my ‘mind’s eye’ at who is here today trying to connect energetically with each one.  Then my focus goes to the third eye.

I start to see a mirror and stare into it and then it breaks and all the pieces seem reflections of different aspects of me.  I spin inward and imagined a train bringing me back in time.  To a place that was cold and snowy and then to a field where wheat is blowing in the wind and then I see high-wire telephone poles in the background.  I travel to lakes and the ocean as both clear and cloudy waters flow by me.  I see an old fashioned car and try to date its use. I then am transported back to my grandmother’s house and look at a fireplace and wonderif this was present when she lived there. I think that it may have been as I flow up her staircase to things more familiar. In the upstairs alcove, I see her small library and think back to how I always found this to be a curious unusual room to have. I then am in the bedroom that I stayed in and run my hands over the vividly, green wallpaper and then see the pink room and wondered if there had been three or four bedrooms in this home where my mother grew up and my grandmother lived in when I knew her.

I remember from childhood how I loved her taste and the vivid colors she chose to decorate with.  I meander downstairs to the back room with the porch swing that would glide back and forth and then to her yard where she had a sand box.  I sit on the nearby soil that too is sandy and brushed off some ants that are on my back leg as I can feel them tickling me.  I acknowledge my grandmother and she me, appreciating the traits that we both share.  Then I see a bat and think of its Native American meaning that of rebirth and wondered what has to die to allow something new to be reborn?

The next thing I know Christian prompts us to focus at the throat chakra and it seems less red than in previous weeks and clearer there but then I noticed an ulcer and asked how to heal it? The answer that comes is time.  Then at the heart I examine it from every angle and its openness is pleasing.  At the belly is Ganesh the overcomer of obstacles. As we travel up from the charge to the throat I see gold as the healing element and my mind goes to radioactive gold and I tell myself no, just Gold here as I try not to think of the other.

At the end I once again connect with the group energetically.  I see Guides sweeping and healing me and then bequeathing me with a robe and it feels fitting in some odd sort of way.  As if there has been some completion of sorts.

When we process as a group a few minutes later, the lady next to me talks about how she had throat cancer years ago and she intimates that it has healed with time. She talks about embracing her belly and I think of Ganesh residing there in mine.  Another speaks of her maternal grandmother and I start to see that each of their stories is a reflection of my own today.  Lastly a third one talks about death and rebirth and I see all this as incredibly ironic. Maybe in connecting with them energetically at the beginning our stories and sights became conjoined together(?)

I stare at the candle and the beautiful lilacs before Christian blows it out and we end so to allow to start anew.

I don't know what I expected when I started the ClairVision meditation. The way that Christian described it sounded ethereal and that is how it has turned out to be.  The CV work helps us open up the chakras through third eye travel and connection with the energetic body in a way that is more conscious and purposeful than dreaming.  It helps us, through the meditative process to systematically address the imbalances and blockages in each of the vortexes in a way that allows connection with Spirit.  It reminds us that we are all interconnected and that nothing is without cause and incidence.  That even the most minutiae details of our existence has significance that reverberates in both subtle and not so subtle ways.  That we can make connections through this third eye travel that synergistically allows for greater healing for not just us but also for the collective.  That the energetic body is just as powerful as the physical realm if not more--and in its role as the driver of consciousness,it's significance in affecting health and  dis-ease should not be discounted or belittled.  That all the bodies(mental, physical and spiritual) for optimal health need to be in sync and this process helps with that alignment. 
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There are nine of us today and it's a beautiful day. Shanti opens the window and lets a welcomed breeze in.   As we start I find that my body feels uncomfortable.  The left side of my neck hurts as does my right hip.  I try not to move during the meditation and my discomfort becomes part of a mindful practice today. 

There are two new women and I notice that they move more than the rest of us--one breathes loudly and this too becomes a mindful focus as do the sounds of the birds.  I weave in and out of the third eye into more of a mindful practice when my awareness is called outward.  I don't go as deep but a few significant things come through.

The first image that comes up is of a boy who has a vacant stare.  I think he is Syrian and I may have seen his picture on the news. 

Then, I am transported back to 2004 and I see the scene that has played out in my mind a few times over the years.  It was just a snapshot but it was one of the most significant moments in my life.  I was walking out of a souvenir store at Bethany Beach where my whole family was vacationing and saw an American Flag trinket. When I stared at it and the happy people coming out of the store it was like I was in the future and looking back on them and got the most nostalgic and yearning feeling of remember when..  it was as if I was seeing this picture of what we had back then that no longer existed.  It was the strangest feeling as I knew that life today (2004) would someday be forever altered beyond how we know it. 

As I was thinking back to this memory I got the most anxious feeling.  Like I didn't want to go further into the eye.  What I had seen today was enough (this flashback which really was a flash foward) and it was as far as my psyche would allow me to go.  

Other images that came up were that of an African American man in a field who was trying to communicate with me but it wasn't safe to do so with words.  Then he had a handcuff on one wrist and then I was cuffed to him.  I can't remember anything else about it except that there was a barn that was in disrepair especially the roof.  I thought of burning the wood and taking the barn down but instead decided to fix it board by board and then paint it.  It started to come together as the image shifted out. 

The animals that came through today were that of a snake, a black rabbit and maybe a dragon at the charge area.  At the back of my heart was a box and I explored it by knocking on it and curiously bringing my attention to it. 
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​That was about it for today...

Black Rabbit When you dream that you sight or that you catch a black rabbit it means that you have finally found the answer to a question that has been eluding you for some time. You have finally figured out something that you needed to know for a while and you have finally got a grasp on things yourself. This could be the type of thing that took you a long time to figure out or it could be the type of thing that you found the answer to relatively shortly. But either way, I was a question that had been vexing you and you finally found the answer. 
More: http://www.gotohoroscope.com/txt/dream-dictionary-black-rabbit.html

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​We formed our circle efficiently and went inward.  My heart was pounding when we started; I had been running around all morning.  I settled in though after about 5-10 minutes and started to focus on my friction breath and the woman’s next to me.  I noticed how fatigued I felt and almost nodded off a few times.  The head jerks woke me up. It was the lightest I have even been in this meditation.  I did see images of people I know mainly family member’s like my daughter, son and son in law.  When I see people in this space I acknowledge them and they me almost like we are seeing each other from another dimension and I guess we are.  I saw a beautiful white house with a porch and wondered whose house it is.
 
At one point I was gazing into a room (separate from the white house) and my daughter was with me and we were looking in at a bunch of heroin needles and strung out people.  Neither of us have ever done heroin or had a problem with drugs so I am curious why this was.  My granddaughter was behind my daughter’s holding her hand protectively of her.  (My granddaughter is very nurturing towards her mom in this lifetime so it makes sense that she was like this during this vision state.)  
 
Again I saw a salamander, a snake (poisonous one) and got the message that amphibians were coming through to me.  I saw a white eagle and thought for a moment what is it’s significance here and then remembered Jaleena of the White Eagle (her purpose to provide guidance on this path). I later read up on her in the CV text that she show us how the larynx of energy can be used for profound transformation in the subtle bodies.  She also teaches us that as we give to others in life we need to be receivers from higher beings to provide sustenance.  She extols the importance of lighting a candle and putting it by your side as you meditate as the flame represents Divine presence. At the throat chakra it looked and felt red and sore but less so from previous weeks.  I did see a rope but it was separate from my throat which felt quite open.  I traveled inward through my larynx and looked at it from within. 
 
Other than this there wasn’t much more that happened for me today.  Just a feeling of deep connection and \contentment to the group as we shared and as I listened to other’s stories of their individual experience which was reflective of the collective one that we all seem to be having together.
 
Later, before bed I picked a Native American card and got one that says, this marks a time of new freedoms that come from wiping the mud from your eyes and seeing with the eye of the Eagle. (Jamie Sams Sacred Path Cards)
 
Salamanders came to be associated with magical qualities, and elevated beyond the mere physical into the realm of mythology and legend. They have been important symbols in alchemy, the occult and art for centuries, 

To dream of salamanders can be a profound symbol of transformation, You may dream of salamanders at importantly creative junctures of your life.  Mystics have reported this kind of experience as a direct communion with the Creator, and are forever changed by the process.  If you dream of salamanders you may be entering a new phase of spiritual development, often after a period of great suffering.  

​(and on Wikipedia The salamander is also mentioned in the Talmud (Hagiga 27a) as a creature that is a product of fire, and it relates that anyone who is smeared with its blood will be immune to harm from fire.)
 
 
https://thedreamwell.com/2015/03/21/the-meaning-of-a-salamander-in-a-dream/