A View from a Gnostic Scholar… pt 4

Part of what makes it a treat for me to read Paul Rovelli’s analysis of The Teachings of a Toltec Survivor is not only the scholarly background he brings to everything he writes, but also that he conveys the journey taken with the book at a very personal level. Paul is not only an author and leader of a gnostic movement, he also is a teacher in the A.’.A.’. and the Western Mystery tradition. It is interesting for me, therefore, to see him uncover nuances of my book the way a connoisseur unveils the nuances of wine or high cuisine.

Here is his latest entry about the book:

“Yesterday, I read the first of the next three chapters in continuance of my review of “The Teachings of a Toltec Survivor.” I’ll get to the second during the Yankee game this afternoon. Koyote, did you know the Three Stooges used perfect Jersey accents in their comedy? I’m born and raised there and loved the title of this chapter: “I’m a Victime of Soicumstance.” Indeed, Englewood, NJ was the original Hollywood and many of the silent screen stars owned properties in Englewood Cliffs all the years I was growing up.

But outside my review, I came across something in yesterday’s reading that I found truly profound and thought-provoking. I have been ruminating over the state of death for many years and especially after watching and facilitating my father’s death in hospice about eight years ago. I saw clearly at that time, my father’s essence move inwards, which highlighted for me the importance of understanding the dream state that we all experience and even that animals experience.

To quote the Koyote in the book: “In the afterlife, when the machine has been disconnected, what you become is the voyager. You go from dream to dream for a while, all residuals of your trip through organic existence, but you no longer have the bufer of the machine to shield you.” This connects the book with Koyote’s “Golden Flower,” where he explains that we are always in the dream. The difference here is the added explanation of the buffer of the body, also called the machine; the brain being a part of the machine.

The bringing of elements of the essence in to replace elements of the personality is as brilliant an explanation as I’ve ever heard of the nature of spiritual work and particularly the work of the Major Adept in the Western Mystery Tradition. It is always sad to watch those that use the evocations of this Grade to pursue their own prurient ends, as they make a great miss. Thanks Koyote for the clarity of mind that you bring to the world and to me personally. I am through this book, in receipt of the Aka Dua!”

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What Is the Etheric Double?

A reader, Rohit Agarwal, asks:

Going through golden flower book , is just simply amazing experience.

I have a question , when koyote ji , says that in etheric double , one can go anywhere on this planet. Does he says in different sense or literally it means one can roam around the entire planet just as going on world tour spending hundreds and thousands of dollars.

Asia , America , europe , all of world is it accessible same way as in organic body and all the experiences one can have at these places in organic body , one gets in etheric double. Or is there some differences in experiences of organic body travels and etheric travels. Is something of organic world experience missed in etheric travels or everything of organic is included plus more.

Please explain. It will help greatly.

Thanks

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Viento de Octubre responds:

Asia, America, Atlanta, the bottom of the ocean, my brother’s prison cell, falling with the rain, bouncing with dessert sand in a gust of wind, the edge of the thermosphere…

Koyote’s intensives (Diaphanous Shell, Bhakti the Future, Meditation, Aka Dua, The Dreaming, etc.) all contain the experience of such feats and tasks as he writes and talks about. While the books contain the recipe and the instructions, his personal training include the practical, tangible experience.

There are differences, some as Mary F Scott points out, and then some! The etheric body may come to be known as having its own intelligence. The process taught by Koyote of building an etheric body out of the substances already being produced by the organic body, mixing them with the genius of magick and the ancient teachings, and then training and learning how to use it well enough to transfer a piece of your consciousness into it, turning it on, and have it produce other substances—the ones required to build an astral body—all has to do with a very organic-like process of growing and evolving—all very much within the limits of nature as defined by the shaman and the alchemical magician.

The communication between the etheric body with the conscious, cognitive mind takes learning the language, training, adjusting. It is much more like Rose says, personal. No one can tell you what heat is communicated as to you, if your mind translates it as “hot” or “danger”. The communication between etheric body and organic body is instant and immediate, on the other hand. The body will seek to nurture it and protect it, and objective communication is possible. For example, heat is communicated by the etheric body to the physical body immediately; and, a party of voyagers, such as is always the case in Koyote’s intensives, encountering heat in the Dreaming or etheric waters will all tend to communicate the encounter—some as heat, some as color, some as a dangerous presence, etc.

The physical body is not usually there in all its glorious presence when voyaging in the etheric plane; it plays its own role, though, definitely, and must be trained to handle the voyage. With excellence, as Koyote teaches, the physical body is tangibly present and aware throughout. The etheric body, regardless, communicates directly what is being encountered. This communication, with practice and experience, may be mastered and fine-tuned. Even before mastery, a group of etheric and astral voyages will come back to report, not only personal experiences of objective and collective data, but also changes to the very space their physical bodies have been in—things like increased heat, a mist in the room, a crispiness in the air, the presence of an angelic breeze, time distortions, sparkles in the atmosphere, etc.…

The bodies each report what they are capable of reporting, and they each report to the same internal agency, each in their own language. The magician, the voyager, the dream yogi manages to master the language of these bodies in order to communicate instructions that lead to the manifestation of Will. In many ways, the etheric experience is, then, as tangible as the physical experience to those who have the dreaming body fully developed.

Know that You’re Surrounded by Mystery

The Dreaming is a Beast, and it speaks to you. It moves for you. Watch it carefully with all your attention in the moment. Don’t assume that you already know what’s happening.

When you already know what’s happening, you have already gone to sleep.

Know that you are surrounded by mystery. Know that death is hunting you. Know that behind you is a dark abyss of the unknown and that this may be your last moment.

Put all you have into this. That’s how you engage with the dreaming: as if this is your last moment; not as something that you will get later; not as something trivial.

There are no trivial moments for the warrior.

Transcend the Limits of Perception

The ultimate end of the Toltec warrior’s training is to master one’s own perception. In a sense, this is also the aim of yoga, magick, and alchemy. In all these esoteric traditions, the aspirant seeks to fine-tune their awareness to perceive and hold the consciousness of the cosmos, the supreme being.

These practitioners seek to change the way they perceive the universe. They seek to be able to see the universe from the perspective of God, and in this manner attain the knowledge of the gods. It is an act of ultimate aspiration for those who follow the path of knowledge and self-transformation.

The way to do this is to learn to transcend the limits of human perception, and identify with the perception of the infinite. To stand in the place of the supreme being and witness the beauty of creation is to become one with all, even if for a moment. The life that follows this supreme vision will be vastly different from the life of an ordinary human being, a life far beyond the limits imposed by the false beliefs and petty agreements we have allowed to cloud our vision.

–from Dreaming’s Gate: A Doorway to the Higher Dimensions

A Doorway to the Higher Dimensions

This, then, is the key to learning to consciously go from the waking to the Dreaming, and indeed to any other plane of existence where we have formed a body:

You must learn to withdraw your attention from one plane and place it on another at will.

If your attention is placed on the external world, on the stimulation coming from your physical senses, then you will withdraw your attention from the inner world of the dreaming. But, if you know that the Dreaming is always there, it is a matter of just moving your attention from the world your senses perceive and placing it on the inner world.

This movement might seem hard to do at first, but it is actually very, very simple and easy. It is so easy that we do it every day and every night. The difficulty is not in withdrawing the senses from one plane and placing it on another, since we do that every day. The difficulty is learning to do it at will. It is a movement, a switch we have been doing automatically, like breathing and the beating of our heart; but just like breathing, we can also decide to do it voluntarily.

You can choose where your attention will be placed.

You can use the Dreaming’s Gate to train yourself to gain mastery of your attention, to access your dream world at will; and later, even, to use this ability to access higher planes of consciousness.

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Spiritual Technologies (a new series of books offered in Amazon)

Tantra, Nahualismo, and Magick are all systems of liberation and attainment, used for the awakening of the individual and for the evolution of humanity.

Each system has developed many technologies designed to change and fine-tune the human nervous system, psychic bodies, and soul in order to be able to remember our divine origin, to host the supreme consciousness, and to have the power and ability to transform this world into the manifested body of the supreme consciousness.

I am going to release a series of books, each one presenting and examining a specific spiritual technology from one of my three lineages: Tantra, Nahualismo, and Magick. Some of these technologies have been created by me, and others have been passed down from teacher to student by my lineage.

With each book, you will learn a single technique useful your own spiritual path. They are meant to be useful to you regardless of your path or background. They are meant for all the people, and not restricted to any religion, lineage, culture, or race. Also, each book of the spiritual technologies series will be ready to be used, and does not presuppose that you have any kind of previous knowledge or ability. Each one is useful on its own, and it can be practiced without having to get other books.

Other books I have published, and some yet to be released, might deal with more complete systems of attainment or deal with complex topics. The Spiritual Technologies series, however, is meant for books dedicated to a single technique or artifact.

The first book on the Spiritual Technologies series will be released on July 2nd of 2019. The first book is:

Dreaming’s Gate

I trained with a Yaqui-Lacandon Nahual, Teczaqui Güitame Kachora, in the 1990’s. He provided me with a geometric symbol used in our lineage to train the dreamer to move between the worlds, to master the Dreaming, and to gain access to the higher dimensions of existence. I am providing this sacred gift to you, so that you may also gain mastery of your perception and attain the freedom to move about this universe as you will.

You can download and print a free copy of the Dreaming’s Gate image itself on my website: https://www.koyotetheblind.com/dreamingsgate.

This tool will train different parts of your psyche, your attention, and your dream-self. The first part of the training consists of training the attention to switch from the outer to the inner and to keep it where you want it to stay.

The book will contain a copy of the image given to me by Kachora, and it has clear and easy to follow instructions for working with it. In addition, I will include other instructions you can use to develop your second attention, trigger lucid dreaming, and train your psychic body to become aware of the invisible world around you.

Finally, half of the profits from this book will be donated to Kachora and the Kumiai community that hosts his sacred dance in Tecate, Mexico.

The other half of the profits will be donated towards the maintenance of the Medicine Wheel.

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You can also obtain a physical, signed copy of this book for $20 + $3 S/H (+$15 for international orders).

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The Love of the Father

When the times bring you to that place where you feel unworthy of love and divine grace, think about the love parents have experienced for their child.

When immersed in remorse for past deeds, or when feeling weakened by the chains of habit in the sleeping state, think about the love present when you see a child you love. You do not love him for his strength, his power, or his abilities. You love him for the essence in him. If he is sleeping, you love him the same as when he is awake.

So is the light of your heart; worthy of love divine even when you are trapped in the sleeping state.

The mother sings to the child, though in his sleep the child knows it not, and his small breath is enough for the mother to feel all her loving care rewarded. That divine breath in you, makes your heart love, and that love comes from the infinite in you, and that awakens the love of the supreme consciousness witnessing your heart of hearts.

In the source of that love, no merit or deed is needed to justify it. Its existence is its reason to be loved.

The Unmovable Voyager Holding an Ankh

I had a dream when I was a child. I was lost in the desert. I came upon an oasis with a single tree. Two people were there. One was sitting on a rock. Next to the rock was the tree with a man hanging on a branch, with one leg crossed over the knee of the other—like Odin, the Hanged Man of the Tarot.

The man on the rock told me he was Master Jesus. Master Jesus pointed to the hanged man and said, “This is Master Socrates.”

I was there in the oasis in the middle of the Dreamlands, and two Masters, of two different lineages, were before me. Master Jesus said, “Stay here.” I felt happy about this. But then the Hanged Man, Master Socrates, came down and with a fierce and wild look in his eye said, “Go away!” I was torn. Both were Masters giving contradictory commands.

I asked, “Which one should I follow?” With a sly grin, Master Socrates approached me and said, “You must obey both.”

And I did! And I became, at that moment, one with cosmic consciousness—having, for a moment, realized the unity of the fundamental nature of my innermost self, whose essential quality is always to go, to voyage, to move, and to dream—with the fundamental nature of the consciousness of he who sleeps and is never anywhere, never changing, never born, never dead, never existing and never moving. The unity brought an understanding, for a moment, of that which had been hidden to my human consciousness.

Excerpt from The Teachings of a Toltec Survivor

Don’t Fight the Monsters of the Sleeping State—Awake!

Do not worry about the quirks of your personality you think are imperfections. They are just modalities of the human expression, and their value is only a function of the environment. What is considered a good virtue is a vice in a different society, and vice-versa.

When we are in the sleeping state, we have different degrees of so called “negative” qualities. However, none of them are real when the light of the supreme consciousness rises in the awakened being. Don’t waste your time, therefore, in correcting all “imperfections.” This is an unending task. This kind of self improvement is all about chopping off heads of Hydra one by one; two new heads come up for each one you take out.

Work, instead, towards the waking state. When you wake up, all the problems of the dream vanish along with the illusion that your true self exists in the dream only.

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I’d Gone to Another Place Again

I was very young. I must have been about seven years of age or five. I can’t remember right now. I had gone to the zoo with some aunts and cousins. After the zoo, we were going to the bus—this was in El Salvador. I was following my sister and cousin. Both were six years older than me. They were walking in front of me. I noticed they had begun to walk in a different way, to swing their hips more. I thought they were doing that because boys like it. I thought it was part of the human game. See, I didn’t realize then that I kept looking at the adults as someone would look at animals in the zoo: “These are their mating habits. These are the things they do when they lie. These are the things they do when they want to be liked.” Then, the girls turned a corner, and I followed them. On the sidewalk, there were two tables used by street vendors to offer such goodies as sweet breads and drinks. They were still setting up. My sister and cousin walked between the two tables, and I followed. I pulled myself up with my hands on the tables, and I swung myself playfully, and I came down. And when I came down, the people were not there. The street seemed the same, but no one was at the tables, and there was no food on them. All was quiet. There was an absence of smell, and everything had a buzz to it. And I turned around. There were very few people, and I ran to the corner to catch up with my cousins and aunt, but they were not there. There were some very old cars, not the type I used to see. And then I returned to the tables and I tried to do the same thing again; and, no, I was stuck there.

Something in me thought, I’m lost. I’ve gone to another place again. I looked at the street, and it went on and on for a while, and I said to myself, this is the way back home; if I walk down this path, I will get home, if don’t deviate from it.

I started walking on that strange street. Then, I saw a police officer; and when you are in those spaces in that world, uniformed personnel give you directions. He was standing in the middle of the street, but it didn’t seem odd. “Excuse me. I’m lost,” I told him.

He said, “You are not lost; if you were lost, you would be panicking and crying.”

“Well, I’m lost because I don’t know how to get back home.”

“Where is home?” he asked.

I said, “I live with the humans in Colonia Zacamil.”

So he smiled and said, “Come with me.” He took me to a bus; the door of the bus was opened. This bus was like in England, on the wrong side of the street, but I still entered through the right side from the street. He said to the driver, “This boy needs to get back home to the humans. Can you tell him when he’s there?”

He said, “Sure.” He didn’t ask where. He just drove. The scenery began to change. Slowly there was more dirt, sun, and more noise. The smells came back.

He asked, “You know how to get home from here?,” stoping the bus in front of the bus stop down the path to my house.

I said, “Yes, I do,” and I did. That was the first time I got lost, and then I started to get lost very often. I shifted the assemblage point by mistake at first.

When I got home, I told my mom what happened, and then I hid when my aunt showed up. My aunt was pale. She was worried. She reported we were all together, we were crossing the street, and then everyone crossed the street and I was not on the other side. She looked everywhere and couldn’t find me. Eventually she went home and told my mom. As she was telling my mom and my mom was calmly telling her, “Well, I don’t know, but you’re going to have to go back and find him,” and my aunt realized by my mother’s calm and dismissive demeanor that I was actually there and not lost, I sprung from behind the couch and pounced at her happily, hearing the bells of her happy laugh and cuddled in the warmth of her embrace under the all touching love of my mother’s smile.