When you've done the Throat Breath for as long as I have, you learn to notice very subtle things about your body. Your Consciousness travels through the body on the prana brought in by your breath. You can penetrate into the various different worlds within the body and the cells, and beyond.
Subsequent to the heart attacks and chest pains perpetrated upon me by Marilyn Monroe near the conclusion of my Initiation as a Shaman, it was necessary to use Throat Breath in ways I hadn't known before. I was able to penetrate into the pains and quell the disturbance, and gained some peace, on many occasions. But the heart hasn't healed. It is still a conduit for communication from Marilyn Monroe.
She brings pain when she wants to communicate. So I begin to speak to my heart… "Heart, what is the problem?" or, "Heart, I feel your pain." And then I am able to perceive some message or some incident.
Today was a busy day, in which I accomplished almost nothing. At the end of the afternoon, I took a moment to sit in the Buddha Vortex and go into my meditative state, which consists in moving my energies around with my breath, through a series of facial contortions which I learned from my former incarnation, Merlin the Magician. He taught me to make a "piggy face". I would squinch up the muscles in my face, my nose, eyes, mouth, cheeks, every part, all at once, and each time that this happened spontaneously I would know that Merlin was present. Eventually, it became a regular part of my routine, and many spirits would share in the moment.
So as I began the routine this afternoon, I also noticed a heaviness, a throb of some sort in my heart. I began to sing to my heart. "Oh, my heart,"… "Oh, my heart,…", "Oh, my heart…," sending my Intent into my heart. As I sang, I observed, as usual, the phenomena which occur in the various sets of muscles and tissue connections in the area of my throat and esophagus. This is a very educational practice. Each tiny inflection of some tiny muscle carries an inflection of significance in the world of spirit which inhabits that area. I was able to follow these inflections into the depths of my heart.
As I continued singing and breathing, my heart suddenly popped. The energies which had been contorted in there, broke open, and I Saw a set of about five crystals, long, shaped like fingers, and of a yellowish hue, not clear. But I also saw what had been cleaned from them: several globs of goo, like old tobacco freed from clogging a smoking pipe, which fell away to the side. My heart had been cleared.
The pressure disappeared from my heart, I felt great, got up and continued my day.
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