The following is a short excerpt from my forthcoming first book of a Trilogy, “The End of An Age,” a combination of metaphysical fiction and narrative nonfiction based on our true life adventures.
The first book, will be released end of summer, early fall, “The Fifth Sun – When the eagle and the condor fly together, the Age of Peace will manifest” is a Tale of Adventure, Intrigue, Betrayal, Magic, and Sex.
The following is based on fact even though it is set in Greece. The waterfall and bathing pool is the one we take apprentices to located in the Olympic Mountains of Washington State. And if you read our memories, you will see that I did awaken an old dragon spirit at these falls the first time I opened them. The last paragraph reveals my theory on the destruction and commercialization of sacred sites such as Machu Picchu.
As I explain in the book, my character’s name is “Jimmyl, like Jim plus Mel – Jimmyl. It means frank, quick in a decision, or independent, and especially for me, it refers to someone who does not tolerate hypocrisy such as the hypocrisy of the Vatican and Christianity in general.”
“Being isolated, the waterfall’s location was perfect for Jimmyl’s intense spiritual practice. Most of the time, it was just him, nature, and the spirits of the place. Mystical and sacred, the waterfall had a guardian—the spirit of an ancient dragon….
Springs, waterfalls, and bathing spots were all connected with his sanctuaries (Asclepius). Being near water was essential. Water not only purifies but functions as a conduit for divine visions and epiphanies—manifestations of divine or supernatural beings. Rivers and the sea were the only suitable watery conduits for accessing the Otherworld. Besides being near water, his places of healing were all situated in “high places” such as mountain peaks, which were also regarded as ideal for spiritual revelations.
It made perfect sense to Jimmyl, the location of the waterfall and its power. When he had first visited the waterfall to spiritually “open” it, he was in awe of its Otherworldly feeling. The fall and the bathing pool at its base were hidden from view by gigantic boulders that had to be traversed to get to the waters.
He viewed this as a type of gate, separating the profane from the sacred. Just before he approached this symbolic barrier, he could hear the roar of the falls as if a pride of lions were waiting for him on the other side of the boulders. Once over the rocks of varying sizes, he arrived at the base of the falls. Immediately, with the cold spray from the cascading waters anointing him with its sacredness, he was thrust into a timelessness of force and power. With a feeling he was not alone, and with the roar of the falls in front of him, he sang an “opening” spirit song, vibrating the land and the waters of this primal place. And then he knelt to pray and offered some of his sacred red paint to the waters of the fall.
At that moment, the guardian had reveled itself to Jimmyl. He had awoken it from its sleep with the power of his voice and the love within his heart.
He knew humans could never destroy the sacredness of the earth. When it is abused by uncaring and stupid humans, the land sleeps, as do the spirits. Only when it is once again respected and loved, a person of power may awaken the sleeping energies. And Jimmyl had….