Shamanic Journey to a Mystical Place

Mystical places in Puerto Vallarta

Shamanic Journeying is an experience that involves entering a trances state with induces a spirit journey. While astral travel is many times described as leaving the physical body (traveling outwards), shamanic journeying is an inwards trip. By using a shamanic drum in my Shamanic Journeying experience in a mystical place I put my clients in a trance state in a sacred site near Puerto Vallarta Mexico. The following is a narration of a shamanic journey experienced by my friend Elijah Whaley:

As I walked past the trees in the Patagonia forest, I could see my tree as if it was illuminated. I greeted the tree as I would an old friend, wrapping my arms around it, thanking him for the lesson - "Grow slow and grow strong." - I've carried all these years in China.

As we hugged, the tree opened up as if bending in half. The core was hollow, and I tumbled. I slid down a tunnel without control. I landed on the beach of a coastline in what felt like South America.

I looked to my left up the beach and then to the water. I then looked to my right, up the coastline. I was alone. I turned around to see a forest right behind me. It was a jungle of vines, large-leaved plants, and towering trees.

Before walking into the jungle, I thought, "this is why I came here." As soon as I entered, many different animals started coming:

●      A monkey

●      A snake that struck out at me

●      A wild boar running by my feet

●      Others that I can't quite remember now

Of each, I thought, "this is not my spirit animal because it's not stopping to commune with me." I knew from the book that my spirit animal or helper would come to me and make it obvious.

Eventually, several poison dart frogs of various colors greeted me as I walked on. I asked the poison dart frogs, "Are you my spirit animal?" I hoped they were because dart frogs were my favorite animal as a child. I even wanted to study reptiles in the rainforest when I was younger.

The frogs mimicked my speech but with a characteristic froggy voice, "Spirit *ribbit* Animal?" they croaked. It seemed as if they were playfully mocking me.

As they started to leap into the jungle, I followed close behind. I ran past the boar, a bear, and monkeys in the trees. The frogs then guided me up a steep mountain. I thought, "They are taking me to an eagle at the top." But before we reached the summit, they started to slide down the mountainside playfully. It seemed like they were having a bit of fun as I followed.

At the bottom of the mountain, we began to run again. It was more like I was running, and the frogs would pop up along my path and in the branches of the trees.

We soon came to a river where I saw a crocodile. I thought, "Ok. Maybe a crocodile was my spirit animal." Instead, I stepped on the back of the crocodile to cross the river. It snapped at me just before I leaped to the other side of the river bank.

Once on the other side, the frogs disappeared. I walked for a moment before a black panther suddenly tackled me. I wasn't afraid as I lay on my back. I asked the panther, "Are you my spirit animal?"

The panther then began to rip at my flesh, first eating my face as it eventually consumed me. I was still not afraid but accepted the situation as part of the process.

I realized after I was consumed that I could see through the panther's eyes. It was then that I realized I was the black panther, and it was my spirit animal.

I began asking big questions like, "What's my purpose?" "Who am I?" and more existential-type questions. I thought I didn't have much time and wanted to go as deep as possible.

No answers to my questions came, but I instinctually knew we would need to go deeper, another layer down, to learn.

The panther guided us to a cave on the side of a mountain. The relationship with the panther was strange; it felt like we could both control the body. It felt like I was in control, and other times, the panther was in power, though there was no fighting but a symbiosis. I also felt as if I could walk upright if I so desired.

Once in the cave, we walked until we came to a small fire. I sensed a human sitting at the fire but did not see the person. We then lay down next to the fire.

Shortly after laying down, I rolled over on my back. Right behind me was a steep slope that I had not noticed. We began to slide down further into the cave.

It felt like we were entering another dimension, unlike the forest. I arrived in a multicolored space that was otherworldly. I can not describe the area but say it was "cosmic."

There I asked again, "What's my purpose?" The panther began to run at light speed down an infinite range of potential, which looked like a silver thread stretched across infinity.

Everything I saw was me; wherever I was there, I was meant to be. I was everything in the infinite. Only in moments could I see myself collapse into experiences.

I knew then, "My purpose is limitless but manifests in moments. These living moments present opportunities to be who I have always wanted. And there was nothing ever lost, as each moment was a wholly new opportunity independent of the future's past."

Then I asked, "Who am I?"

The panther ran faster down the silver string, eventually breaking into a space of pure white light. We became entirely enveloped in the whiteness. I was then dunked into what seemed like off-white paint or white chocolate. I was dripping a thick white substance. All the blackness of the panther was covered in white.

"I was no longer a black panther but a white panther." Dripping white, I started to physically cry as I realized that everything I touched turned white and that this white was a perspective.

I could turn every situation I touched white. I just sat there realizing what this meant for my life.

Knowing I likely had little time left in my journey, I decided to run through my memories. I started running past my earliest and most painful memories coating each in white. I touched all sorts of child trauma, changing my perspective. Forgiving others and myself simultaneously.

Then the music shifted, calling me back. I knew I was intense and would have to move quickly to make it out. So I accelerated my reverse. It was like playing a video in reverse. As I passed animals in the forest symbolizing conflict, I touched them, turning them white.

When I returned to the beach, I realized I had not thanked the animals. All of them were standing at the edge of the forest. I thanked each of them individually and said goodbye.

Then I was taken up into the air and back to the tree. I hugged the tree again, said thank you for everything, and said I would see him again soon.

As soon as I walked away, I was taken to a dark, meditative space as the music ended.