Expanded version of an article published in Sibyl Magazine, May 2018
My first experience with spiritual travel took me by surprise. It was 1990 and my marriage had hit a rough patch. My husband and I decided to take a Caribbean Cruise in order to have some romantic time away. At the time, I was a stay-at-home mom with three children age five and under. The more traditional part of me was active in my Lutheran church, teaching Sunday School, ringing handbells and participating in Bible study. Simultaneously, my closely guarded mystical side was practicing yoga, reading Barbara Hand Clow and exploring the healing qualities of whole foods, homeopathics and herbal remedies.
On our cruise, one of the ports of call was a private beach located on a peninsula on the northern coast of Haiti, called Labadee. At the time, this stop was new and fairly undeveloped. As I was exploring the area, I was drawn to an overlook called Dragon’s Breath Point, named for the sound of the surf crashing through underground caves and then being forced out through small cracks in the rocks. I stood there, watching and listening to the waves in awe. Something was trying to get my attention, but I couldn’t quite connect with what it was. All too soon it was time to get back on the ship. I wondered about the meaning of my experience with Dragon’s Breath, but it remained a mystery.
On a practical level, one thing was very clear after that trip. The best way to deal with a long, cold Minnesota winter is to go somewhere warm and sunny for a week. Regular travel moved to the top of my wish list.
My experience at Dragon’s Breath stayed with me, and I wanted to return and spend more time there. A few years later, I planned an entire vacation around a cruise that would allow me to revisit that port. The political situation in Haiti was unstable, and there was some doubt as to whether or not we would actually be able to stop there. I booked the trip, anyway, and hoped for the best.
It turned out that we were able to stop at Labadee once again. This time, however, there were armed guards scattered around the area. One was posted at Dragon’s Breath Point. I was aware of his presence, but was pulled to a certain spot on the point and soon forgot about him. My husband stood back, keeping an eye on me – and the guard. I slipped into an altered state as I began to receive an energetic download from the Great Star Nations.
I did not do this consciously. It was something I’d never purposely done before. I could feel my feet firmly planted on the Earth. I was prompted to raise my arms and could feel the energies of the stars come into my body and move down into the Earth through my feet. I was in an interdimensional space with no sense of time. I stood there and felt the energies moving through, not knowing what it meant, only knowing that it was what I’d been called to do. When the energy transfer was complete, I lowered my arms, walked over to my husband, and together we began to walk back toward the ship. He was visibly shaken, and let me know that the guard was watching me closely the whole time, as if deciding whether or not to make me stop. Doing anything to draw attention to myself was totally out of character for me, and I was puzzled by my behavior, but knew I had done what I’d been asked to do.
Later, as I tried to make sense of what had happened, I came to the following understandings. Something bigger than myself had called me back to Haiti. Some kind of energy from the Great Above needed to be grounded on Earth at that specific point on the planet. My body, too, needed to be activated with Star energy. And, if I was called to be a conduit for these energies, the path would be cleared and I would be able to be in the right place at the right time to be a conduit for the activation. Any potential interference would be taken care of. All I had to do was answer the call. This opened a doorway to spiritual travel that I eagerly walked through.
At first, I continued to go to places under the guise of taking a vacation. One such trip was to Ireland. I’d heard that the veils were thinner there, but I was amazed at exactly how true that was. One of many strange experiences occurred while walking through Ennis, in county Clare. I looked over at the Monument to Daniel O’Connell and saw a Satyr sitting on the stone steps. I looked again, and he was still there. I nudged my friends, and they, too were shocked to see him sitting there, right in the middle of O’Connell Square. The people of Ennis paid no attention to him, as if he were either a human man, or wasn’t visible to them at all. The Irish friend we were staying with told us we were crazy, and I realized that from his perspective that’s how it looked. But having the affirmation from my friends increased my trust in my inner knowing, and reaffirmed that we live in a multidimensional universe.
After several other such incidents on that trip to Ireland, I began to long for a group of fun, grounded, mystical friends to travel with to sacred sites around the world. Soon after, I connected with Star Wolf and my dream became a reality. One recent trip with this group was to the Timbavati region of South Africa. It was a profound experience. And this time, when I experienced things outside the 3D realm, I was with a whole group of people who understood and shared their own experiences. This, in turn, allowed me to trust even more deeply in my intuition and to receive many downloads, communications and activations.
Today, I still often travel for pleasure with friends and family, allowing the spiritual experiences to arise naturally. But I also make a point to regularly schedule spiritual travel with my soul family to places that will be made richer by being with guides and travel companions who can share information about sacred sites and provide a context that affirms and deepens everyone’s spiritual experiences and downloads.
Much of this takes places on a level outside the realm of conscious thought. The energies call. I answer the call and allow my body to act as a conduit as they are grounded into the Earth. Simultaneously, I am activated in new ways and carry a new vibration as I go about my everyday life. The Mystery lives within me and through me. And I am in gratitude.