Learn to find your bearings without a compass nor a map nor a GPS, it is possible. Listen to the secrets of trees, read the memory of stones.Go to page

To find their way, the Sioux Lakota have an infallible trick. We can learn it by practicing their ritual of sweatlodge. Before entering the lodge, the performers face each of the four cardinal points and invoke the spirits of ancestors as well as the tutelary animals. Each cardinal point has its own personality and symbols different from the other three points. That is the way we educate our body to feel the north, east, south and west.

You can work on this subtle perception with the aid of a compass, in a clear space in the countryside.Go to Pieds nus sur la terre sacrée Move towards each cardinal point, look into yourself, calibrate your perceptions. To each point corresponds a different feeling. With a little practice, the warriorGo to La prophétie de l'arc-en-ciel knows how to find his way without compassThe Aborigines use the Song Lines. Go to Peuples premiers and head for sure. He educated his body, he found back one of his lost powers.Go to Nos pouvoirs perdus People may object that at the time of GPS, all this learning is a useless effort!

But do we really know what we are training for? Thus, to move into the forest, the warriors have the habit of asking the trees.

The sweat lodge looks like a circular tent made of a frame of willow branches covered with furs or blankets. On a large fire nearby, stones are made white-hot, preferably volcanic ones. When they are hot, we put them under the lodge, we sprinkle them with water so that they yield a thick boiling mist that descends on the bare shoulders of the participants. Through that bite, the warriors connect to the cosmos.

They go out of their bodies and roam at will in the infinite immensity. But there are others who really come out of the lodge: their body could not withstand the burning of steam, and the absolute openness it causes. After the lodge, the pain evaporates with the water, just remain memories of the trip. Then comes the turn of speech: one after another, each participant puts his words on what he has just lived. And the lodge is finished. The practice of the lodge is a tough practising.

But the ritual works! Better than that: it is dizzying, exhilarating. One of the surest ways to move into the white lightGo to Le voyage en alpha from the energy fieldGo to La voie du nagual deep inside, beyond the emotion field.

During his initiation, the warrior has to talk to trees. He learns how to get in touch with them, depending on their age, their essence and their social role. In the arboreal society, each subject has his own function, like bees in the hive. There are warrior trees, healer trees and guard trees . There are knowledgeable trees, clairvoyant trees and seer trees. Just know that they hear us and answer us, if we take the time to a real encounter.

Trees never show any violence. But do not abuse of the transmission from consciousness to consciousness with the plant pachyderms: some shaman-trees, multi-centennial oaks or beeches, may exhaustLike the powerful geobiological points. Go to Labyrinth of Chartres the unwise person who stays too long at the foot of one of them. Who wants to talk with the trees must first become their friend.Go to page Learn to recognize the species. Prefer oaks, beeches and chestnuts: they are the most talkative ones.

Avoid young trees, they lack practice. Locate the tree through its presence: the guardians and warriors are the most interesting ones. Encircle the trunk in your arms. Formulate softly the question in your head "How many winters have you spent?" This is at winter that the tree grows, from the heart, one more stria inside the trunk. "What is your role? Where are your allies, your family? Do you have any offspring in the neighborhood?" By speaking of him, the tree will teach a lot about you. The best subject is a neighbourhood tree that already knows you.Go to page

The one which grows in front of your nose, against which you pee, or your dog or your horse. The one which everyday watches you go, in a hurry, broken. Learn to stop. To breathe, to dance, to linger: the tree has plenty of time. Make a few steps under its shade, turn around the bush, smell the branches, listen to the birds it shelters, scan the wounds of its bark. When the tree is your friend, willow, yew or beech, the essence does not matter anymore, nor whether it is a guardian or a poet, nor the winter when it was born.

Like trees, stones also have their secret languageGo to Memory Stone They are the ancestral witnesses of the cosmic adventure and its peak on this planet: the human species. As such, they are quite willing to collaborate with the one who respects them. He will get in touch with a stone, large or small, laying his hand or his forehead on it. And he will let the mineral camcorder project in his head the adventures of which the stone was the quiet witness.

How lucky we are! Thus we have billions of memories, myriads of videos easily piratable, since they are totally free. The whole history of the vanished ages is there, available, engraved forever in the memory of stones. Download it in pdf for multicasting in 3D full HD. Joking apart, the stones are much better than thatGo to Memory Stone Besides, how would work laptops and PC without the memory of stones? Without all these tiny quartz crystals honestly doing their job of stone while engineers take it for science?

King of rocks, the crystal is a perfect witness. The crystal skulls inherited of the Atlanteans have been shaped for this purpose: to transmit the images that the ancient gods have programmed. But to a willing heart, any rock will do, dolmen or rubble stone, pebble or keystone, cromlech or tombstone. Countless are the entries to the Memory of the WorldTo learn more about this issue, go to Annales akashiques Our oldest buildings were also in stone. As the stargates. And without this stone, on what would have JesusGo to Jésus l'inconnu built his church?

"Every man carries within him,
unconsciously,
memory of ancient civilizations.
Similarly, the rock is a fragment
of the memory of the world." 

Carl Jung