Mini Exorcism – with Anna Taylor
Today I underwent a truly remarkable and powerful healing process, perhaps the most profound of my life. I went to see Anna Taylor in Surrey, England, in her healing room. Soon after I entered she let me have it: “You are a mess!”, she announced in no uncertain terms and she elaborated, how my pain, wounded, traumatized inner child never wanted to be here on earth. And furthermore, she exclaimed, my root chakra hardly existed; even though, interestingly, I have a rock deva as a guide and protector (the energy/consciousness of a huge rock – “he doesn’t say much”). He has protected me all these years in the rough and tumble of life so I feel I have the strength but tend to seize up and become rigid with other people and the world. Thus, to defend myself I tend to hide from life and haunt the world like a ghost.
I have a lot of high knowledge and information but it’s all in my head. There is a lack of unconditional love connected to my unwillingness to be here. Then Anna began to start pulling and cutting the threads of a number of entities that had been haunting, possessing in a way, my aura and like a skilful psychic surgeon she gently but forcefully demanded that they leave now and so she drew them out with her hands as if manipulating invisible threads. First, there was this dark priest who said he came in at the time of Atlantis. He seemed to speak through me roughly addressing Anna in a rasping voice full of righteous indignation like a criminal caught red handed and knowing that his time had come. He had a kind of Cockney accent! The voice: “He thinks he is serving God but he’s really serving me, he’s an idiot” (the latter phrase was repeated several times like a refrain). “He thinks he’s a Light worker but he’s really giving his energy to me… I enjoyed the power over others, I liked it…He’s not going anywhere, he’s mine”. He kept on saying this but he was losing his grip. I then saw images of priests, Catholic, Egyptian, pass through me as if from many lives and now was my opportunity to cleanse the dark priestly power, the fanaticism, the judgment over others, the righteous obsession with sin and guilt. “I don’t want to go”, the entity rasped out, “he’s mine”. There was an almighty struggle and then reluctantly, excuse the pun, he gave up the ghost and seemed to leave. After all I was his food source and he had been parasiting on me for ages, for lifetimes in fact, insidiously insinuating himself into all my spiritual pursuits and endeavours.
Secondly, there came this Crusader. “I killed many Muslims and I enjoyed it”, he cried…Thirdly, there came a little black slave boy who was apparently hanged as there was a strangulating girdle of energy about the neck, ‘a poor boy’, an innocent who never had a chance. Fourth, there came a Chinese courtesan. I saw her in my mind’s eye, like a Geisha in a bright red robe. She was extremely beautiful and had had no choice, being appropriated by powerful men, to be free with her favours and was possibly into the dark arts. But another side to her was devoutly religious and a fervent Buddhist she held a lot of guilt underneath. Fifth, there came this ‘very corrupt’ ancestor on my father’s side, a couple of centuries back, and a dark elemental soldier type, perhaps an ET drone type being who had entered my space illegally as it were and had no contract. Anna, again gently and firmly said he had no right to be there and showed him the door. Finally, there were some nasty mechanical type things rather like amoebas that breed and were lodged in the base of the spine. And though they had no consciousness they were laying eggs!!! They were feeding off my life force and would have made me very ill eventually.
After the session, reflecting on the incredible drama of what had taken place I was shell shocked for a while. Part of me was kind of angry and tended to feel great pity for human beings that we are apparently such unconscious cannon fodder for so many beings we have no idea about! And Anna, rather chillingly said at the end, I had only scratched the surface! And yet I had by grace been brought this opportunity for healing, a time of clearing on multiple levels; the gunge that cleaves to us and keeps us spinning round on the wheel of rebirth that is no merry go round! We have a misconception about enlightenment and romanticize great teachers like Jesus and Buddha, forgetting what they went through to get to that exalted space (briefly symbolized in the stories of the crucifixion and the Buddha’s battles with the legions of the demon Mara). True spirituality is not about attaining shallow quietistic states of inner peace but it is more about facing the full force of the innermost darkness and bringing the shadow, both personal and collective, to consciousness and releasing it; not pushing it down out of fear and skating over it with a superficial I am alright Jack veneer of spirituality. In short I feel like I have been exposed as something of a fake! It makes me wonder how many in that cringeful term, ‘light workers’, are actually doing a lot of harm under the cloak of spirituality. We might well ask, ‘Who to trust’? ‘Who is compromised? But rather the question is: ‘Who is not compromised?’
All the above is very hard to take but at least, as I said to Anna, “now my real New Age can begin”. Now at least I can be on a genuine path of healing and inner alchemy. Otherwise, just more of the same, bumbling along blocked and frustrated, self-sabotaging, my life force being sucked away by parasitical parts of ‘me’ I didn’t even know existed! I have been numb all over, I have been blind. I didn’t really see this world, being too scared of it, or know much of unconditional love. Indeed, the human world is very largely mad, but judging it and wishing it would all go away down a big black hole fast doesn’t really help. After the healing I walked through the streets of London, the madding crowd as tumultuous as ever, but something in me loved it, the crazy unaccountable play of just being here.
A.R. July – August 2014
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