Imaginal Journeys in the Underworld

  Earlier this week, I experienced my soul as a doorway through which the souls of the dead passed. On one side was pure blackness and on the other was a golden world. The souls drifted through, revitalized and ready to continue on. It’s not exactly unlike other experiences I’ve had but there was a key difference. At a certain point, the Woman in White appeared and we had an intimate exchange that is only possible when you are in the Numinous without boundaries or solidity as we’re used to it in the physical world. After a while, we merged and I experienced a heightening of awareness and power as our two souls became more than the sum of us. It was a mindblowing experience that left me scintillating all over. Combined with her, her teaching was even more powerful as she showed me the experience of the White (as a counterpart of the Black.) It was both dissolving and emptying but not exactly annihilating. I took it be a taste, that she was showing me something through the direct exp...

  The Woman in White found me today, not willing to wait for me to take the initiative and see where she takes the souls I bring her. It turned out to be yet another teaching from my Shizun , whether I felt I was ready or not. Of course, she knows me better than I know myself so I was definitely ready; she’d never force me to do anything I wasn’t prepared for. I started out in a familiar place, not the Crossroads but close by: The realm of the Soul River. It feels familiar because I’ve visited it countless times before, both in this lifetime and numerous other times before. Each culture has its own equivalent to this realm which makes me wonder if it’s the same realm perceived differently by people from different cultures or if there really are multiple realms? Given my experiences so far, it’s likely the former. The reason I say this is because the Woman in White and her compatriots–as well as me–appear differently to different people, depending on what they expect or what will ma...