After my first experience with journeying inward, I was forever changed. Every chance that I got; I went back to this other world; this inner world. Each time I went back, each time I walked through that door, it seemed like I was leaving my body. And every time I would enter this other world, I would have that same feeling of being curiously watched. Again, I knew that even if this may be a world in my mind -- I still followed what my elders told me about being in another territory.
The second time I went, was uneventful. I sat next to a tree, and I would let the presence of this place wash over me. I hoped if I did my best to respect this inner world, then I would have permission to sit in this place, and to revisit many times after. I know the first time I posted I stated that I had not met any beings from this place, but at that time I was a ten-year-old and did not have the awareness that the trees that I would sit against were sentient. Everything in this place was alive in some way. I just did not have the faculties to understand them, yet.
Each time I sat silently and waited, it seemed like I was getting messages. Sensations of joy, and spontaneous laughter would bubble up from my belly. Sometimes I would hear some whispers in this place, and other times I would see symbols. Each time I went to this place the time there seemed to fly by quickly, and then it would be time to return to the conscious world. When I did come back to my body, I would write down any messages that I received, or symbols that were revealed to me, or even words or sentences that were said. I would copy them all down before I had forgotten the gifts that were given.
