AMSTERDAM,
NETHERLANDS :
Sten / Koriah Dandrana ...
On Tuesday the 15th of October Marion, my friend from Wales called to
tell me she was back in Amsterdam for a week and a half, and as I was
the one who brought her in contact with SolaraÕs monthly Surf Reports,
she suggested to do something together on the coming Fifth Gate Activation.
ÒIt will be on Friday evening at 7.00 pm our time.Ó Okay, I said, IÕll
call some friends and see what we can do.
It had come already
into my mind, but not so much, as I had just come out of again another
personal crisis, and when do you ever know that it is really finished?
I still was drifting a bit in the emptiness it had left me in. But therefore
it sounded as an interesting way to fill life in a new way, and, recognising
this, I responded immediately to organise it.
I recently had made
myself familiar again with the performance of rituals - I had been trained
in traditional Hawaiian (!) Huna by a student from Serge Kahili King,
and after not having worked with it for two years I had just performed
some quite good energy work with it the week before - again another
interesting synchronicity.
The whole idea came
more and more to life very quickly, and soon I thought about nothing
else. I studied the subject. (What the hell is an 11:11 Gate anyway?)
(I had done quite some energy work on the Earth, like building three
Earthgates - Earth healing devices, sort of very big acupuncture needles
- in North and South America, and I knew quite well what they were for,
but this was something else.)
And yeah: I found
my strength in it! That was the most exciting thing for me. From a deep
and lasting crisis and the processing of quite much pain and despair
I came back to life. I emailed Solara we were going to have an Anchoring
Group in Amsterdam. ÒThank you!Ó she replied, and put it out on the
website. Good! This is the way to step into my power, to manifest who
I am and what I really want, and wasnÕt this Fifth Gate about something
like that anyway? I called my nonphysical friends to assist, as I had
learned their perspective could be of use.
Well, indeed: Next
day, Friday morning, I woke up with one big thought: ÒCheck the moment
of the ceremony!!Ó Bhwdfsh! Saturday 7:00 AM Hawaiian time was 19:00
SAME DAY our time! And not the - this very - Friday just before. Oh.......
What to do? Call! Change! Only late in the afternoon I knew it would
come alright; everyone could come on Saturday evening. This whole thing
made the preparations even a much more intense experience: this whole
Friday not so much to do as everything was already well set and done,
but I couldnÕt let it go and relax with it either. I was just too excited,
too focused.
That night I again
had slept as if in seven cinemas at the same time. CanÕt remember to
have dreamt so much, so clearly and intense. I had already enough to
process it seemed, and the whole thing hadnÕt even begun yet... Saturday
was kind of the same, and later in the early evening I even felt relaxed,
confident and comfortable. (I hadnÕt led groups for two years, and had
just started to study thoroughly this subject three days ago... ) Everyone
came. Which meant only a small group of four people, but very dedicated
people. (I am choosy in this: I stopped teaching two years ago because
I couldnÕt stand neither these (often in a way quite self centered and
asleep) Ònew age hippiesÓ that one canÕt avoid to encounter - idealists
addicted to (the power of) love and light and Òhealing energiesÓ, ÒimprovingÓ
this world with it, and wanting to feel good about it in some ÒspiritualÓ
way -, nor could I stand myself feeding these misleading points of view.)
I bought fresh
flowers but left the old ones in the room: the dying ones symbolised
so beautifully the passing away of the old reality, and the fresh roses
in their buttons in their turn the coming new reality. I made a circle
of crystals - 5 Christ consciousness crystals and some small ones. Candles
around them, and all over the house, that had been cleaned cleansed
and cleared in all possible ways. And I made a big pot of French onion
soup! When we start at 7.00 PM, we will be hungry after a while. I set
the altar with pictures and sacred things. And then the room was so
much ready for it I hardly dared to go into the room to do something
else. I couldnÕt and I didnÕt! Sacred space is sacred space.
And of course I
had to make a program for the ceremony itself. I decided to do it like
this: Strong starting signal on the drum. Announcing what we are going
to do Smudging of each other for cleaning and connecting. Speaking up
of our intention, each of us. Works very strongly! Connecting with Master
Cylinder Group in Hawaii. Connecting with all the other Anchoring Groups;
we read them all aloud and connected with them, one by one. We came
across some interesting names like Mystic, Ankara (Anchor-ahh!), ÊPhoenix,
and our own place: Amsterdam (Am: Star, Them!) And especially we were
touched by the fact that in so many countries where I wouldnÕt expect
any interest at all in these things, there was very much an anchoring
group organised. Who would guess that there were people interested in
this in Singapore or Turkey, Uruguay or Panama? Amazing! And most of
all, we were so happy joining them!
Silent meditation
while holding hands, a long one! Around 45 minutes. Space for initiatives
of the other group members, which was a chanting with Marion. Time for
Êbreak, it was 21.30 we had started formally at 19.00 Everyone hungry.
I stayed ÒinÓ the circle as guardian for not breaking the stream and
keeping the focus, and later on I was replaced, so I could have my own
soup as well. After the break, the meditation continued spontaneously
as an informal silent meditation, just sitting comfortably on the couch
this time, until we got tired.
Time to move. We
did some ÒSolara thingsÓ like the One Eye, One Heart and the Go, but
they were somewhat boring as they are intended to bring us where we
were already anyway; but it was still nice to experiment a bit with
them in a group. Informal meeting with tea and finally some ordinary
socializing - it was 23.00 by then. We decided not to close the ceremony,
but to decide that we would be available for conducting the energies
even when we were going home, to bed or asleep. This maybe isnÕt the
same as conscously conducting them, but it is at least something. We
all felt the urge to support till the end in 04.00 in the morning. But
to stay awake and focussed was a bit too much. So we left it at that,
somewhat doubtful, for we might miss the most important moment this
way. Who knows?..
And what did we
actually experience? Well.., No one of us is very keen in sensing or
recognising energies. Strong energies were there, no doubt, but what
sort of? I just had a nice meditation evening like IÕve had quite many,
and I had especially enjoyed the very strong focus and dedication of
myself and the whole group. We all were touched while reading all the
support groups all over the world. Finally some people who cooperate
and do what what they all want! (So often people only cooperate when
they all want something not.)
The next day though
I was filled with a strange - and actually quite painful - feeling of
not knowing what had happened. Something like Beethoven must have felt
when he came to the first performance of his ninth symphony - when he
was already completely deaf... All we can do is just trust it has served
a purpose. All I really know is that the idea touched my heart - not
just my emotions or my excitement for some interesting ideals - for
this is what I come to do on Earth. So all I can say is that I just
followed my heart, but to be honest I havenÕt the faintest idea whether
the energies were anchored here in our ceremony or not. And no one of
us had a real clue.
The next day I had
to go out to make a long walk on the beach, ate a massive amount of
(heavy) food (like I had done all week already, except for the day of
the ceremony, that day I could hardly eat). I had to process the grief
of not having gotten any confirmation we did a good job - that would
have been nice with all the effort we had given, wouldnÕt it?... All
I can say for sure is that I did feel like I always do after a big change:
somewhat uncomfortable and vulnerable, very tired, not knowing what
to expect, what exactly has changed, what to do. Ungrounded, unstable,
but at the same time deep inside I canÕt deny this little excitement,
this knowing that life is different now, that something has really been
transformed...
The most important
thing is that we had a very strong focussed intent, everyone was really
dedicated an determined, speaking aloud his or her intention strongly.
We all were very much aware that this was the most important point of
the whole event. The build-up of concentration energy was therefore
really remarkable, so strong that we even stayed automatically in an
meditative mood when we didnÕt really mean to, while eating or working
in the kitchen, for instance. It altogether required quite some love,
courage, faith, dedication and focus, and most of all the willingness
to cooperate. Well, we found it all and we gave everything we had. If
some people come together for the good of everyone and give this much
of themselves, this must have an effect, for the integration of the
One in the physical world is demonstrated by such cooperation, I would
say.
We didnÕt use the
sacred dances, for we were all totally unfamiliar with them, and what's
the use of dancing for this purpose anyhow? Now, after having made the
walk along the beach I recognise the value of them: IÕm always the first
needing to move his body to keep energy flowing. Movement will make
the body absorb the energies. But the preparation time was simply too
short, we had to use what we knew and were familiar with. Next time
we will dance! Looks like a lot of fun to me. ============
Now, a week later
I know it took me six days to get back to ÒnormalÓ, that is: eating
the usual amounts of food, sleeping the usual time without excessive
dreaming and feeling again my physical strength. So IÕd say something
must have happened! IsnÕt this what you, Solara, called the Òstarry
slug syndromeÓ? There have been quite some issues that presented themselves
for a review, things like needing people and their attention, and acknowledging
why, and giving it up, and processing that. Just to name one.
For sure the whole
event again brought up the big question ÒWhat do I live for?Ó. What
I learned is stopping to be sceptical, and rejecting everything that
can be doubted. I have once been too naive and undiscriminating, I was
one of those feel-good New Age-hippies for a while, until I felt the
painful self deception of it, and Êthen as a result I bounced to the
other polarity. So now I know how not to buy into one of these two,
but to take the risk: not knowing what I actually am doing , but doing
it anyway for I just feel an urge to do so.
This is where the
Unknown calls me to come. And then all I can do is just go there, Êstay
in it, maybe even with this ÒBeethoven-feelingÓ of not knowing what
has happened, what I have done, whether it served a purpse or not. Doubt
and rejection will pull me painfully back into duality when I buy into
them, just like idealism and naive assumptions about ÒimprovingÓ this
world with love, light and more of such sweetness. In the end these
are just as painful, for they keep mee hooked in duality as well. Like
always all I can really do is surrender, and from that surender I can
cooperate, but I can hardly know - or not at all - with what... We will
see... Or not...
Solara, I want to
thank you fom the deepest of my heart for your dedication and initiative.
You are an inspiration for so many and a blessing for this whole planet
with each and everyone and everything on it, which is you, ÒyourÓ Self,
and which is me, ÒmyÓ Self. Thank you. Thank you so much! Much love,
Steven Noomen / Koriah Dandrana
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