Journey of a Soul - Part V
- Miracles From The Fire by
Jussta
Journey of a Soul - Part V
- Miracles From The Fire by
Jussta
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Chapter 10
Renewal
I returned from Melbourne to an invitation to housesit and dog sit in the beautiful home of a lawyer and her husband who were on business and holidays in New Zealand.
A place to myself until New Year's Eve when it would be time to go to Nunyara Retreat on the Hawkesbury River for the New Year's Eve Firewalk and Sacred Ceremonies on New Year's Day.
I have truly learned to surrender to Great Mystery. One of the biggest challenges of surrendering to Great Mystery was not knowing how many people would come to a firewalk. I chose to look at this as a lesson I needed to learn. I needed to practice faith and trust and know that whoever was supposed to be there would be there. After my lesson from the Zen Master about teaching myself the workshop in Malibu when no one showed up, I definitely continued to appreciate any one who came to one of my events.
One of the producers on Real Life, a national Australian news magazine television show telephoned me and requested an exclusive for the New Year's Eve firewalk. I was happy to comply. I had learned long before that Great Mystery decided who and when I received media coverage.
When I gave consent to Real Life, I had no idea how many people would attend. It was a gamble and I was betting that people would come.
One week before New Year's Eve, I was positive that three people were coming, not exactly a crowd.
I loved both of the dogs, one a large German Shepherd and the other a wire‑ haired Terrier. They were like Mutt & Jeff. I took them for walks up and down the hills of Roseville two and three and sometimes four times a day. I bought them huge bones at the butcher.
I had time to rest with a big house all to myself. There was time enough to write, work on my books and organize the New Year's Eve weekend firewalk and Sacred Ceremonies.
Before I knew it, the ten days had passed and it was time to go to Nunyara.
When I walked onto the open-air deck, I was surprised to see the deck packed with about twenty-five people plus the producer and crew from Real Life.
The seminar passed quickly, after writing down five limiting beliefs or fears to release to the fire we all went down together and built the fire. I said a blessing after everyone had deposited their list of releases into the fire and together we all stepped forward together in the firelighting ceremony. Flames leapt twenty feet in the air, forcing everyone to step back away from the searing heat.
The three-quarter inch steel rods were brought closer to the fire and people paired off to bend the solid steel reinforcing rods.
Within moments, the 12 pairs of people were staring into each other eyes visualizing a solid steel rod 'not there'. This is such a powerful exercise. It speaks volumes about how we approach life.
Do we believe in ourselves? How easily do we admit defeat? How much focus, attention and intention do we exercise in our life? Do we generalize by thinking that if we 'can't' do one thing; we 'can't' do another thing? Most importantly, does our own power scare us?
Tonight, the steel-rod bending took a little longer.
Some of the people could have been self-conscious because of the television crew. However, I had asked them to remain as inconspicuous as possible just for this reason. No one likes to fail, especially in front of others and definitely not on national television with millions of viewers witnessing the failure!
Once I got the exercise going, I moved from pair to pair, giving them encouragement, seeing it bend for them, feeling the energy. You can actually feel the electricity of the molecules moving along the rod as the electrons begin vibrating at a higher speed. Often, I have received strong shocks (arcs of visible electricity jumping from my hand held a couple of inches above the rod) so that I have to quickly pull my hand away.
Men usually come from thinking it takes force. Women all too frequently think they are not strong enough. These are not sexist remarks, simply observations of the limiting beliefs that we accept and the conditioned training we are acting out in our lives, whether we are aware of it or not. Neither of these, force nor strength, have anything to do with this exercise. It truly is simply 'not seeing the rod there' and visualizing touching the other person's nose. As soon as you can see it, it happens.
The steel-rod bending exercise directly reflects life. Some people 'get it' very quickly, others take longer, still others take longer and one or two never get it. Tonight, one man in his mid twenties would visibly tense up as soon as the rod began to bend, immediately damning the energy and stopping the rod from bending. I thought he was going to cry when I explained to him for the third time that just because he didn't bend the steel rod did not mean that he could not walk on fire!
"I don't belong here! I wish I had never come," he confided to me, tears filling his eyes, his lips quivering in the light of the flames of the fire.
My heart went out to him.
I understood the fear coming up. This guy was totally, completely filled with sheer terror and it was the 'fight or flight' syndrome and he was choosing flight as he started walking away.
I went after him and took him aside.
"You have come this far, all I ask is that you stay for the firewalk. Don't make up your mind to walk now. Ask for permission of the fire to cross over. Give it to the fire."
I could feel him shaking under my hand on his shoulder and it wasn't from the cold. His eyes had a wild, terrified look as he thought about what I had said.
"I promise nothing bad will happen to you. I promise." And I meant my promise. "Take 3 deep breaths, relax, enjoy the evening without pressuring yourself."
We had talked at length on the telephone. This man had been out of work for over 2 years. He suffered from severe lack of self-esteem. He constantly criticized himself, was unsure, insecure and still lived at home in fear of his overbearing father. I understood.
He did as I asked. After taking the deep breaths his shoulders relaxed, releasing and moving down from around his ears at least three inches. I gave him a reassuring pat on the back as I moved off to check on the others.
I had also spoken on the telephone with Bronwyn at least seven times over the previous four months. Five times she had telephoned to make a reservation for an upcoming firewalk. Four times she had not shown up with the deposit or for the firewalk. The fifth time she telephoned, I stopped her mid-sentence.
"Okay, Bronwyn. What is going on here? Is it your fear or is it the money? I think it is the money."
Silence. More silence. I thought I heard her choke back tears.
"You
okay?" My question was greeted with silence. Finally, she cleared
her throat before answering.
"Jussta, I have $110.00 to my name. I have been out of work for months. I am weeks behind on my rent and the firewalk costs $90.00. Even though this is all of the money I have something inside of me is driving me to do the firewalk and then after I call and say I am bringing the deposit, I get scared and think to myself this is crazy to spend my last $90.00 on a firewalk!"
Instead of agreeing with her, I said, "Bronwyn, this is not the first time that you have been in this position. How is this pattern going to change? What is going to heal this?"
"I know. I know. This isn't the first time, it's the umpteenth time." She stopped speaking abruptly, I could hear her thinking.
"I think you should do the fearless thing, pay the full amount and make a commitment to come to the New Year's Eve firewalk and put your poverty consciousness into the fire. But don't get attached to how it will come, just know in your heart that the fire will burn away your poverty consciousness."
More silence. I said nothing, holding the phone, letting my words sink in.
"You're right! I want to do a firewalk and I am going to do a firewalk! I can't take another year of living like this!"
This time Bronwyn did bring the deposit and Bronwyn was here at the firewalk.
When I walked up to her as she stood staring into the flames, she looked physically ill. I took her aside and asked her to come with me. We walked off into the darkness at the edge of the fire, stepping back under a giant tree near the edge of the river.
"I am physically ill, Jussta. I feel like I am going to throw up I am so terrified."
"It's all right. It's understandable." I was standing with my back to the fire, away from the all-seeing television cameras hoping they were distracted.
"Could you do laying-on-of-hands healing on me? Please?" She pleaded.
I placed my hands on her heart chakra. She began shaking uncontrollably, perspiration streaming down her face. Her body began wobbling and shaking, jumping. I could tell she was not doing it, but rather, it was her body reacting to the energy.
As my right hand moved the energy around her heart chakra, the more her body began to jump and shake. I moved my hand down to her stomach, aligning her solar plexus chakra. Momentarily, I took on her upset stomach, the bile quickly rising in my throat. She began writhing, wailing, screaming and calling out. I was trying to do this without anyone noticing. I put up a shield behind me willing the television cameras to ignore us. I shook off the energy and moved to her third eye and crown chakra. She calmed down and began moaning as though in ecstasy. Her entire face changed as though the real Bronwyn emerged. I finished the healing.
All of the people bent the rod except for the man who wanted to leave. His partner had paired off with someone else and done it.
Each of the participants took turns at trying to rake the fire. I say trying because it was too hot, so hot that most of them could only do half a rake before being forced back by the intense heat.
The firebed raked out. I moved to the front of the fire. My gold-lame skirt gleaming reflecting the glowing, red-hot coals of the firebed before me. I closed my eyes, took three deep breaths, arms outspread, palms open and turned up. Silently, I once again asked permission of the fire to cross over. Within seconds I received permission. I opened my eyes and stepped onto the firebed. As I stepped off of the firebed, I turned to the bed of glowing coals and as I rubbed my feet on the grass, I clenched my fist and loudly affirmed, "Yes"!
Slowly, one by one the others formed a line along one side of the firebed. Each person centered themselves, waited for inner permission from the fire to cross over and across the coals they walked. Several people came up to me and asked me to walk with them. I was honored to take their first walk across the coals with them. After walking with me, they would walk and walk and walk. Throughout the firewalk, we would stop the firewalk while more hot coals were added to the firebed.
The man who had wanted to leave held back watching others, convinced that he could not do it.
I walked up to him and invited him to walk the fire with me reassuring him, "no one has ever been burned who has walked the fire with me."
As we stood before the fire holding hands, his palm was sweating profusely. I could feel his entire body shaking as we stood together taking deep breaths.
I sent him energy, squeezed his hand with mine and counted to three aloud stepping onto the firebed on the second step pulling him along with me. Away we went. As soon as we stepped off, we both jumped up and down hugging one another, the others coming up to congratulate him, the film crew came over to interview him.
For each person, facing the fire takes courage; and just as in life for a few it takes overcoming unbelievable terror to go beyond their fear to break through into a different perspective. This man was one of the few and everyone present knew it. Later, he would tell me that he was glad he hadn't left. He never believed he would be able to walk on fire and not be burned.
Each person has a different style of walking. Some stomp through the fire, others appear to tiptoe, a few try taking giant steps. I allow no one to run. After most people have walked, if the fire invites me, I walk very, very slowly across the hot, glowing coals.
Sometimes I stop, standing on the firebed, welcoming the heat, allowing the power of the fire to move up and through my body, healing, energizing, revitalizing, clearing and cleansing all I no longer need in my physical, mental, emotional and spiritual bodies.
Sometimes one or two others will follow my example and do the same. It is an exercise in welcoming the fire, rather than trying to 'get through it'. I carried Affie's Chihuahua, Lolita across the fire with me. Her tiny body cradled in my arm, her cold nose against my neck.
Everyone walked this New Year's Eve. Some of the people left, others spent the night, staying over for the Sacred Ceremonies on New Year's Day. I cannot describe the Sacred Ceremonies, you have to experience them. Each Sacred Ceremony is a recipe of consciousness of the people participating; therefore, each Sacred Ceremony is totally unique and extremely powerful.
This was the best New Year I had ever had. Truly, I had come out of my dark night of the soul. The fire had been given back to me in Melbourne and I was moving on a higher, stronger octave with more joy and love in my heart.
I returned to Affie's totally blissed out, in ecstasy, positive that this was going to be a wonderful, happy, happy New Year for myself and all who had walked the fire to welcome 1993.
A week later, I heard from Susan in Melbourne. Five days after the firewalk in Melbourne which she had hosted and put her financial challenges in the fire, she and her husband were awakened on Christmas Eve morning by the door bell.
Outside stood a group of people including a television crew with the camera running.
"Congratulations, you have won the 1993 Mitsubishi Pajero or $43,000.00 in cash!"
In fact, they had never won anything and had forgotten buying the ticket to benefit a needy organization. Susan and her husband loved the Pajero, but they needed the cash. They told the Prize Administrator who responded, "No problem. You can have both. We will buy the Mitsubishi Pajero from you for $43,000.00 and you can lease it back."
Susan and Charles had an older 4-Wheel drive vehicle that was paid off. They sold it within a couple of weeks for $12,000.00. So within three weeks of putting her financial challenges in the fire, Susan and her husband were $55,000.00 richer and had a new dream car which was her favorite color.
In April, I spoke with the man who had wanted to leave the firewalk feeling that he didn't belong there. Two weeks after the New Year's Eve firewalk, he got his first job in over two years!
It would be March before I would receive an urgent message from Bronwyn to telephone her immediately.
"Did you hear?" Bronwyn voice was filled with excitement.
"I heard at the beauty shop that you have been coming in for facials and pedicures and massages. The money must have come. I told you the fire would burn away your poverty consciousness..."
Bronwyn interrupted, "money did come, a little bit here, a little bit there. Always in little bits. But guess what? I won the Woman's Weekly $30,000.00 first prize! I'm moving to Maui. I'm going to fulfill my dreams!"
Yes, Bronwyn had to confront her fears, give up her poverty consciousness to be transformed by the fire. She had to spend her last $90.00 out of $110.00 that she had to her name. Bronwyn had to be willing to risk, to not do the sensible, rational thing, but to follow her heart and do what Spirit was guiding her to do. Then and only then was she rewarded. Then and only then, could she move beyond her limiting beliefs and become renewed by the fire.
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