The Inner Temple

Last night I attended a class at http://www.therobinsnestma.com/ the Robin's Nest. The class was called The Inner Temple of Witchcraft with http://christopherpenczak.com/online/  Christopher Penczak. He led us in a guided meditation. This was my experience.

We were to go to our inner temple, the safe and sacred space within our selves.

There was a large tree on a hill. The biggest tree I have ever seen. The tree of life. I touched it and communed with it. At the base was a tunnel with a staircase made of roots going down under the tree which led to cave which opened up to a field on top of a cliff. I could hear the ocean below pounding against the rocky shore. It was warm & sunny, a perfect summer day. As I walked forward away from the field.  I saw an earthen staircase which led down to the beach. I knew I was in Europe maybe Scotland or Ireland. As I descened to the beach I was in the tropics of Puerto Rico. I could see the Milky Way above me yet it was still sunny. I was on a beautiful sandy beach, barefoot in a white lacy dress. I played on the beach awhile, lying on the sand, dancing in the waves. 

I saw 3 doorways on the beach but no doors. I walked through the first and it was winter. Usually, I'm afraid of the cold but I didn't fear. I was still dressed the same, barefoot on the snowy path which led into a village. An elderly woman came out of the first cottage on the left and brought me inside. The interior was very old fashioned with a large stone fireplace and rough wooden table. She was kind and fussed over me. Petting my head & feeding me soup & tea. This was my place of healing and I felt warm & safe by her fire & in her care. Reluctantly, I left her home & returned to the beach. I find this part of the vision interesting as I have a great fear of winter and cold, yet this was my place of healing.

Next, I entered the middle door, where I encountered the season of Autumn, it was cool & windy, I met a spirit guide that Christopher said was there to help me & protect me. He was a tall elderly man that had the appearance of a bard with long hair & beard wearing a dark cloak. He put one arm around me & help my hand. He led me into a tavern with another stone fireplace & large library of books that reached up into the sky. I asked his name & he said Anka. Otherwise, he didn't say anything else but kept a protective arm around me. Next, Christopher said to do through the door of memory. My guide led me there, I could connect to it through the tavern. 

As I step through it was Spring.It was cool day with sunshine and a hint of beginning warmth. I could see myself & I turned around and looked back at myself. I was young with a dark green dress, barefoot again, with long red hair.  I was holding a curly haired baby on my hip while guiding a little girl with long dark hair & holding a blond little boy's hand. They were my children and I was worried about them. I felt they were in some sort of danger. We were walking toward a small village.

Then it was time to return, I found myself back on the beach and I followed the trail back up the cliff, trough the cave & out from the tree. 

I thank the guide, the Goddess & God and Christopher for this experience.