Smelling the oil that burned my nostrils but cleared my head, I sat and listened to the women guiding my entrance into the cave. Aligning our energies she told us to visualize a crown put onto the tops of our heads. Mine, of course was the three pronged jester hat, and with that I left my body. I was greeted by Thoth Hermes and the guardian of the cave, a Large bipedal bear.
The following is a piece of writing I actively channeled from the language god Thoth. It was for a transformative class I took three years ago by the name of Doubles, Doppelgangers, Clones, Surrogate Selves and so forth....This class was about exploring and creating a multiple identity through art, writing and reflection.
"Banish the word 'struggle' from your attitude and your vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
We are the ones we have been waiting for." — Hopi elders
