MAGIC FOREST
Part 1
A true-life adventure by David Cooper
Spring; 92. Nine people all crowded into a six-passenger transport. We had been slowly traveling through the back roads of Bali for about one hour. Our destination was the Magic Forest. It was full moon and nearly midnight, which is the time of very special spiritual magic in Bali.
Arriving at the ancient temple in the Magic Forest it was just as Jero, the Balinese Balian healer and priest who I had recently met, had told me. It was a beautiful sacred natural place in the forest, marked off with a three-rail bamboo fence.
Jero had shared that men create religious structures, which they are the primary spiritual leaders of. This temple was a divine feminine temple of Mother Earth. It held the balanced masculine and famine energies of life. As such there were to be no man made physical structure in the temple.
Entering the temple Jero showed me the three ancient stones that held the energy of the sacred triad. Sitting on the ground near the three stones I looked up into a clearing in the branches overhead. The full moon was just coming into the clearing. We were right on time.
Almost immediately there was a lot of noises in the trees above us. It sounded like three giant birds were trying to fly through the dense canopy that was formed by the branches of the trees. My wonderment was 'What’s that?' I remembered that Jero sometimes travels as an owl. My thought was, 'These are just his friends who have come to greet him.'
So with a deep smile I slipped into the moment of the ceremony as Jero and his wife sat in front of me and placed our offering on the ground in front of them. As he began the ceremony their two golden auras that they each carried merged, expanded and became as one giant golden sun. They like the temple carried the balanced male and female energy of life. I knew that this was what I wanted. My commitment was, to hang out when them and hopefully through the magic of induction someday I would carry the same energy.
When the ceremony was complete I went into a deep state of an open focus silence. As the silence deepened, the owls became even more restless. They began to bump into each other as well as into the branches of the trees. My thoughts were, those are certainly very large clumsy owls.
My awareness shifted into another reality as the activities around me went into a state of slow motion. It thus was possible to hear each movement of the owl’s wings and their impacts with the branches overhead as they flew into them and bumped into each other. As they hit the branches it was possible to hear the sound of the leaves breaking free from the branches, followed by the slow motion sound of the air passing around each leaf as it fell to the earth.
My open focused meditation allowed me to watch in amassment as the leaves floated to the ground like feathers. It was even possible to hear the sound of the wind passing around a leaf as it descended and gently placed itself on the ground or my leg.
One time an owl hit a branch and it broke. The sound was like a rifle shot on a quite night. As the branch fell to the earth it too appeared to be in slow motion. When it came into view it floated like a feather in front of my eyes and gently placed it self across my right leg. Reaching for the branch and picking it up and placing it on the grown there came the confirmation. The branch and the experiences were real. A smile of awe filled me.
Suddenly the energy shifted. There was a great commotion above us. My sense was that the three owls were departing. The night was so still and the my open focus silence was so deep it was possible to hear the sound of the air passing around their wings.
Looking up into the clearing above me my amazement deepened as they passed in front of the moon. Seeing there siluate against the moon it was clear they were not owls for they were way to large. They were three very large beings each about four meters tall long, (over twelve feet). In addition their wings went the full length of their bodies and they had long necks and large long nose like faces.
My awareness was 'these were three sacred dragoons. As the three dragons ascended, the down draft of air from their wings caressed my face, and my heart. With the caress came the feeling of being totally blessed, by the divine love the God of Creation.
Immediately my focused shifted to where our offerings were place on the earth. There descending from above was the image of a beautiful woman all in a white gown whose radiance filled the forest. She held the hand of a small boy standing by her side.
We bowed to each other in acknowledgment of the meeting. As magically as she had arrived she and the little boy ascended back up and merged with the either from which they had come. Kabayan tapped me on the shoulder and gave me the two thumbs up sign that said you passed.
In a state of deep spiritual reverence we all returned to the van for our trip home. As the van started forward, it immediately dropped into a deep hole in the field where we had parked. No matter how the driver tried, it was not possible to drive forward or to back out of the hole. We were a long way from the main road and it was after 1 am, still there was no concern from anyone as to our situation. As Kabayan and I stood in front of the van with the driver asked, "Which one of us is going to push the van out?" I replied, "We will".
Without further thought the driver got backing the van as Kabayan and I placed the pointing finger of our right hand on the front of the hood. We both inhaled up through our feet and into our hearts. With one coordinated exhale we breathed out through our fingers. The van rolled backwards up and out of the hole.
Everyone laughed, as we got in the van. We returned down the mountain back to our village, still maintaining our deep silent state of meditative awe. The single thought in everyone’s minds appeared to be, of course.
Story continued - Read the story of Lilith . . .
The Magic Forest is real.
It is a state of being.
It is the gateway to the Garden
of Inner Peace on Earth.
To enter all one has to do is
to let go their fears and judgements.
The gate will open.
They will be invited to enter to live.
Almost immediately after my initiation ceremony my life began to change. I was quickly learning that Bali is a non mental culture for the wisdom that one need to experience was created in a ture life physical spiritualadventure. the first one that arrive shortly after my initiation wa a trip to the Magic Forest.
MAGIC FOREST
Part 1
A true-life adventure by David Cooper
Spring; 92. Nine people all crowded into a six-passenger transport. We had been slowly traveling through the back roads of Bali for about one hour. Our destination was the Magic Forest. It was full moon and nearly midnight, which is the time of very special spiritual magic in Bali.
Arriving at the ancient temple in the Magic Forest it was just as Jero, the Balinese Balian healer and priest who I had recently met, had told me. It was a beautiful sacred natural place in the forest, marked off with a three-rail bamboo fence.
Jero had shared that men create religious structures, which they are the primary spiritual leaders of. This temple was a divine feminine temple of Mother Earth. It held the balanced masculine and famine energies of life. As such there were to be no man made physical structure in the temple.