Cambodia – Notes on the Awakening

It’s quite early Monday morning in Siem Reap, Cambodia. I’m still adjusting to the time, even with a bit of JetZone homeopathic help, so I woke at 4:00 am and meditated, just like we’re advised to do by many advanced teachers and texts. The hotel staff gave me tea gratis, and I’m enjoying it in the garden as a few early rising mosquitoes are enjoying a bit of breakfast gratis from me.

The hotel is beautiful. There’s a huge Christmas tree in the lobby, which seems oddly incongruous, but all traditions are One. The American popular Christmas tunes are not as enjoyable, but they are a polite nod to the traditions of other lands as well.

The garden has an inner courtyard with an elephant head in each of the four directions, and is built on the same mandala pattern we see in so many places, a four-sided square, like the hotep in Abu Ghurob and Dahshur, and the center altar in the Coricancha in Cusco which I believe is where a spring rises.  This is the hotep at Abu Ghurob. I promise Cambodia pictures very soon.

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The trip was long and arduous, and even though I slept a lot on the plane in spurts, I think I’m getting too old for 30+ hours of continuous travel. I’ll break it up next time I’m coming to the other side of the globe. Travel, sleep, then travel some more. But I can say that when we landed in Siem Reap in cloud cover that finally broke to show us a green countryside, I felt a deep, deep peace come over me. My focus shifted from the content of the surface world to using that as a means to find the One Awareness beneath all that activity. Each moment is an opportunity to find Home, I was reminded. Something about this place releases me and tears come easily. I’m sure this will pass into a gentle peacefulness.

The tour starts tonight with a meeting and tomorrow we go to Angkor Wat to start our exploration of these ancient temples. Today, my friend and I are going to the local artisan’s market and then to a silk farm.

The sun has won the day as I type and perhaps the mosquitoes have as well. The lights in the restaurant have come on and more people have joined me on the terrace.

May the peace which passes all understanding be with you always.

Cambodia’s Celestial City

It was in 1860 that a group of Chinese and Siamese tour guides cut through the dense jungle to reveal the great edifice of Angkor Wat to French naturalist Henri Mouhot. Many say that Mouhot discovered this great former seat of the Khmer Empire, but the place had long been known by local groups.

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Angkor Wat is Cambodia’s celestial city, built to reflect and make concrete the spiritual cosmos. Each temple is considered the home to the god it is dedicated to. The statues, lingams and other artifacts were imbued with the spiritual signature of that god or goddess. Humans go to these temples to align themselves with that particular energy. Why? To raise their consciousness. To achieve enlightenment.

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The Khemitians (Egyptians) had similar rituals. Once a statue or other symbol was completed, the Neter or particular spiritual energy was evoked so that statue radiated the energy of that Neter. People would go and sing or meditate in a particular temple to align with that energy. Those of you who have been to Sekhmet’s shrine in Karnack know what I’m talking about. She’s there. She will interact with you. She will advise and admonish you. Most of all, she will love you more than you can imagine. But I digress.

Angkor Wat is built to reflect the Hindu cosmos. In the center of the universe stands Mount Mehru, the cosmic axis mundi. This is represented by a tower or prasat in each temple that enshrines the principle deity. And I’ll bet when we get there, we’ll find a central core to the whole complex that represents the One Consciousness from which all the deities spring. Then in each temple, following sacred geometry principles, are “subordinate” towers dedicated to the deity’s spouse or “vehicle.” The periphery of the temple is for objects and things associated with the liturgy or ritual performances.

Now before we get too excited about this apparent hierarchy, remember that in Hindu cosmology, the god is the form of spirit, while the goddess (spouse) is the energy that makes the form active. Thus, “vehicle.” (In Western metaphysics, the language is almost the opposite, with masculine being energy and feminine being form, but if you read carefully, the principle is exactly the same.) This is sometimes misunderstood as “subordinate” or lesser than. But this is really a matter of time. The form exists, then is multiplied and spread through the energy of the female. But spiritually, the two are equal. One cannot exist without the other. It is only when the manifest universe dissolves at the end of a huge cycle, represented by one breath of the Great Mother, that the two fold back into the One Consciousness.

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The Khmer rulers would take statues and objects from the temples to align their rule with the cosmos. In ancient Khemit, statues of the Neters were paraded in the town to spread the energy.

The outskirts of the city near Angkor Wat are also full of spiritual artifacts. Water was very important to the civilization and Shiva lingams were placed in the waterways to energize it. Water running into the pyramids in Khemit was energized through the sun and crystals. This video shows the “River of a Thousand Lingas.”

In the 16th century, the Theravadan Buddhists revitalized the site and are still active there today. Monks will lead us in a dawn chant on one of our days in Angkor Wat.

Our Cambodia Wisdom Tour is December 4th – 11th. I’m looking forward to exploring these temples and meditating in them. Sign up by the end of September.

The Serapeum

On our tour to Egypt in April, I was finally able to visit the Serapeum, and Oh My God!

We walked down steps into the ground, then down some more. We turned left next to a large box and walked down to a corridor filled with niches. I turned left and went to the first one. That’s when the visions began.

I wish I could go through it niche by niche and describe every world and every operator, but I can’t remember it that clearly. But I saw the attendants in mostly every niche and images, colors and feelings of the worlds that niche connected to. The attendants reached out and touched me with their scepters. Some on the third eye, some on the shoulder. Others nodded an acknowledgement of me. Others made hand gestures or motioned for me to come inside.

The boxes were filled with liquid light. They were transport devices to other worlds. I asked how they worked, and the third or so guardian told me, “They work much like the crystal you described in your book.” The person lays in them and is transported to the place this niche connects to. Just sort of dissolved into energy. In others, I saw people turning into Neters. In some, people were healed.

Some were solar worlds, filled with light and gold and sun. Others had many colors. Some were night worlds. These began toward the end of the corridor and mostly on the other side. Some were very green and filled with plants. Some desert and sand. Some were water worlds. In one of the night worlds, the guardian came forward to greet me and a big black Jaguar came out and licked my face.

There were 27 in the hallway. Later I realized that’s how many letters there are in the Hebrew alphabet. Then I went down the hallway that intersected them, sort of like an H, but not even. The boxes were being made or repaired on that side. Stephen went further and said there was a workshop back there. He says there’s a door blocking another tunnel and there are more—who knows how many.

I went back and that’s when I counted them. At first, I counted the box without a lid next to the door. If there are more, I’m curious how they are grouped. In certain numbers or what?

I’d like to go there with a master toner and see what happens, or do what my friend Jeanne suggested and each of us sit in one and tone. Holy cow. I can feel the place turning on just thinking about that.

When we left, the vendors were waiting just outside the door. A Neter-like being, at least seven feet tall if not more, walked out with me. The vendor said to us, “Five dollars American” and I completely cracked up, imagining if this Neter were really there fully in our dimension, him looking at some chronometer on his wrist and thinking, “Blast, I’m in the wrong year.”

When I was in the Serapeum, I thought I was seeing other worlds, other planets that make up our stellar family. But later I thought perhaps they were dimensions. Perhaps it’s not a matter of time—that in the distant past we used this place in this way, but a matter of layers—that in some higher frequency we still use this place as a transportation and healing nexus.

In either case, I want to visit the Serapeum again.

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