Our connection to spirit can be very sacred and found all around us when we travel with a certain mindset. When I made my first pilgrimage in Spain, it brought me into a more profound spiritual sense of myself and a connection to the ancients that walked those lands before me. The walk also helped with the cultivation of all my travels prior. The way of Saint James brought me into present reality on my feet to find the essence of every place, every day: in the architecture of massive cathedrals, small chapels, the landscape and all the people that ventured out for this experience. Individuals and groups of people gather on pilgrimages for many reasons. They walk for the sick that could not, loved ones who have passed, spiritual enlightenment, connection to religious figures and of course, community. Meeting fellow pilgrims, hearing and telling stories, sharing the adventure with similar intentions is what made the Camino tour a life-changing event for me. The Camino challenged me to see, feel, and experience the sacred, even in the most mundane and challenging things and places. Walking this path with my partner made it that more exciting as we went as a team for different reasons, but those purposes complemented each other well. For privacy reasons, I will give my partner an alias name (Ashley). When I began to notice the beauty in my suffering, walking 5 to 8 hours a day every day for over a month, I came to the understanding that I was actually integrating the path of the pilgrim and bringing many parts of my shadow back to me. Before the Camino, I was in the process of letting the shadow go and strolling with certain parts of myself that I did not observe. I like to call it Peter pan and shadow bonding. I have been trendy and was a guide and helper to many people worldwide. I reached great heights in my career, had tremendous respect, high social status with a clean body and fitness regime. I was the perfect package for a lot of women and had enormous amounts of attention from them. I was very fortunate enough to have a stellar woman by my side that was very privileged in looks and lifestyle; this kept me on the straight and narrow. But like most women, sometimes you give them a taste of glamour and success, and they want more, more. I have the strength in me to be clean and pure within my sexuality and popularity. Still, it always helps to have a woman by your side to accommodate your spiritual growth and personal transformation desires. Back to Peter pan, he was typecasted to show excessive pride and self-satisfaction in his achievements. Peter pan could not grow up with things associated with adulthood. (Such as congratulating him when Wendy re-attaches his shadow)A self-centred outlook on life.
I am bringing this up because it is prevalent in people who achieved success before they were ready or achievement given to them on a silver platter. Ashley and I, at the time, both had residuals of this peter pan in us. We were both at the top of our worlds and needed to come down. I quit my practice and closed down the famous healing studio in Toronto. I came to her house one morning and told Ashley I shut my space down and would be travelling around for a while; she was shocked because that meant shutting down my high social status, and the people visiting the area from around the world would no longer venture there for help. I explained to Ashley that I need to kill the boy in me (metaphor) and become a man. I did not want to be a prince and magician; I wanted to walk towards my kingship. Ashley would agree and do the same she would leave Broadway and music careers and take this spiritual voyage with me. Besides the Camino, we would also travel to Italy, the west of Canada, Greece and Peru.The Camino de Santiago. It is the heart of the pilgrimage world. Every year thousands take to its trek and all the pathways that would lead to the apostle Saint James's shrine in the cathedral of Santiago de Compostela in Galicia, Spain, where the remains of the saint are buried. The walk is bursting with regional culture and historic cities. If you are into mountainous terrain and nature, the most popular is the French Way or Camino Frances that lead to Spain. It’s a more peaceful quiet route, but the walk can be challenging through the mountains, and it is not for everyone. Ashley and I started in France over the Pyrenees Mountains into Spain. I met a French man on the 1st leg of the walk that asked why I was there. I did not tell him my reasons; I just relayed my background and was interested in some of the trail's alchemic mysteries. He shared with me a massive piece of the puzzle I was assembling in my conscious reality. He spoke of Arthur and the Templars and their connection to the Pleiades. I was excited to hear this because I studied some of these rumours with the very adept people in the golden dawn system of magic order. I was also practicing ceremonies in the circles of the Solomon order that had roots in Templar philosophies. This French man told me that there is a significant history of King Arthur and his council in Spain documented in the historical literature of taking the poor and weak class of people and kings advisers and royalty through there, pilgrimage’s safe. This path was also holy, a grid or connection to the constellation in the sky. He told me that I would find a small church built as a Templar temple where secret orders would visit for various initiations. Now I was excited not only was I venturing on a healing and transformative journey with my partner, but I would also get to research cosmic temples and magical galactic orders.
Let's take a step back out of the Camino for a moment and look into my research in "Templar Spirituality." Templars were both knights and monks (typical behaviour for this class of Knights). The original Templar traditions wholeheartedly welcomed and supported a variety of religious orders that encompassed spiritual individuality. The knight had to wear special garments the same as monks did. They were to consume their meals in peace and silence, eat meat no more than two to three times a week, and not have physical contact with women. They would practice the art of sexual transmutation, using sexual energy to serve and protect. The Red Cross that the Templars wore on their robes was a symbol of sacrifice, and the colour red was the base frequency of the earth and the cross itself the body. To die in combat was the transcending of physicality and honour that assured a place in the stars.I learned that the Order existed for nearly two centuries during the Middle Ages, initially with nine knights (9 stars of the Pleiades) with few financial resources. Their emblem was of two knights riding on one horse, highlighting the Order's scarcity. This was a test of courage for the Order trusting the seven sisters in the night sky would offer them donations, and their mother and father stars would provide their food and shelter. The Knights Templar was founded in the Biblical Temple of Solomon on the Temple Mount in Jerusalem. The temple was Egyptian in origin, where the magi "magic" and "magicians" lived. There the Templars trained and studied for nine years. I resonated with this nine-year initiation only because for nine years of my 17-year study, I was focused on dedicating that time to learning and honouring the feminine spiritual aspect of God (started in Egypt). When I applied these initiations and rituals, such as banishing and invoking magical chants and setting up alter spaces, the intention was to connect to the Holy Communion with the ancient Priesthood of Melchizedek in both masculine and feminine. The Templars' ancient wisdom, The Order of Melchizedek (Religion by Knighthood) and the Old Testament, put much emphasis on the duality of God (feminine), embodying a dual polarity of spiritual energies in both masculine and feminine in balance.I was very excited to learn this as it confirmed my nine-year quest for the divine feminine's ancient grail.
The way. Ashley and I would begin our walk into Spain; we made a good team during the day; we would stretch each other out and keep our bodies mobile to not cramp; at night, we would massage the feet with oils. We heard many pilgrims' stories with bad blisters and body stiffness; we did want to experience having to leave the Camino early like some of the others. I brought special oil with me named thieves. Here is the story behind this oil from the young living company.
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This oil worked like a charm. I felt strong and had no foot complications for the whole walk.
At one point in the journey, I experienced a struggle. Ashley was very understanding of my reality and the way I lived life. She may not have understood entirely many of my experiential processes. Still, Ashley always focused on my actions. Back home, she saw me being a strong pillar in the community, working with many people with similar interests and goals, Ashley accepted it. I always had a multidimensional outlook with visions and memories of past and future, but this trip, these gifts intensified, walking on my feet all day grounded me. The whole trail was riddled with crosses empty, and one with the archetype of Jesus while hanging. Weeks went on, I was feeling sick, my knees were in pain, my backpack became extremely heavy, and my side became exceedingly sore. The frustrations of carrying such a heavy load would take me. When I slept, I would toss and turn and wake up in a sweat having visions of being crucified. These dreams became worse, and the pain also. I had a feeling my body was working out a vast implant or programme, especially in an area where there was a loud reminder of his story, the metaphorically magic of Jesus crucifixion. I have always seen it as a ploy to keep humanity in a state of suffering and searching. Ashley was there for me as I explained to her what I was experiencing. She was very patient with me. At one point, I threw everything out of my backpack to lighten the load. I knew my body was being rewired in order not to have that program memory in my mind. I had to find the courage and walk this out of my body. We heard of one spot on the very famous journey and difficult to get a space at. We both felt it was necessary for us to show up at this unique location and agreed to take the time to get there.We stayed in Hontanas overnight to have a short walk to San Nicolas, ensuring that we would arrive early to secure beds. The 13th-century church was converted into a pilgrim Albergue that has cared for pilgrims for 1000 years, San Nicolas Hospitalero. The building had no electricity and ran by a group of Italian men. This historic church sleeps only 12 lucky people with a communal dinner because of our early rise and a short walk, we happened to be two of the 12. They performed the ancient ceremony of the washing of the feet to send pilgrims on the way to Santiago safe and sound. I intended to have my feet cleaned and mind of these visions that were haunting me.
The old church was cozy and relaxing; it was nice to be in a space with few people; the hostels sometimes had 50 to 200 people staying in a place, depending on the area. The ceilings were very high, and by its looks, the designer created an acoustic style ambiance. I mentioned earlier in the reading; Ashley was a professional singer and exceptionally gifted withholding notes. The owner of the space invited her to sing during the foot washing. He took my feet and placed them in the water. I am not sure if it was a placebo setting because I felt a considerable rush run through my whole body. Ashley began to sing Ave maria. She was one of the best who was able to portray a pure resonance in the song. I began to feel the healing enter, and everything washed away. After Ashley sang, she received the foot-washing ceremony with deep respect from the Italians for her vocals; also, we ate some great food and slept the whole night. We awoke the next morning, and I felt the great rebirth and integration of the shadow. As I walked, it felt like all aspects of myself were in a straight line behind me, no longer scattered in chaos. As far as the visions and pain, they were gone and would never enter back to me again. I give thanks every day for our connection and growth we experienced together; I give credit where credit is due (thank you, Ashley )We continued our journey day and night and would eventually find the Templar temple. Santa Maria de Eunate. Ashley and I met the owner (Emil), and he took us in. This space is tough to stay at because of its popularity, and the housing is off to the side of the temple. It was minimal, not accommodating for large groups of people, but we made the cut as fate would have it. He made some herbal tea, told us the church's story, and invited us to tone and chant before the nightly religious ceremony started. Our Lady was built in 1170, a mysterious but straightforward building. The mystery about its origin made it a place of Christian worship and for those researching and seeking stories of secret powers that the lands and temple can provide. The church was known for its name "one hundred doors." It was the Knights Templars' work and used as the hospital called St. John and the order of Solomon. Popular culture speaks of its construction in memory of a noblewoman or queen whose tomb lies beneath the stones. A tomb remains at the foot of the entrance door, where a pilgrim's shell was found. The shell confirmed it was also a cemetery for pilgrims.The architecture is an octagonal layout, a similar design as the Holy Sepulchre in Jerusalem.
Emil told me that there are two other buildings on the Camino encircled by unique constructions of 33 arches with decorative ornaments built by the Templars. There are two doors; the north one, highly fashioned, facing Santiago's road, and another more uncomplicated door facing west. The octagonal layout inside was intersected with a pentagonal alter. The vault ( octagonal room) is held up by eight columns with different angles, making all eight sides of the church very different. Close to this church, in Olcoz, is the church of San Miguel (St. Michael); it was built with an identical door to the church we were staying at (Eunate), but in reverse. Legend tells that a special stonemason built the door at Eunate. He was very agitated because, in his absence, a giant with occult powers beat him to it and completed the stonemason work. The stonemason was also a wizard and was challenged to build another. In 3 days, with witches and magicians' assistance, he accomplished this great feat with an identical doorway that was inverted. The giant flew into anger when he saw the unique door and hit it with a magical spell and force that it was sent flying to Olcoz.(St. Michael),The sun began to set, and we would venture into the temple for the chanting and toning. Ancient Gregorian style hymns and they echoed and penetrated the whole room; I was in awe even though I could not understand the message's language, but I could feel the effects in my body. Emil gave me a blessing just before we walked outside to the bright night of stars. We awoke early morning and would venture all the way into Santiago de Compostela, the capital of northwest Spain’s Galicia. Santiago is the grand finale of the pilgrimage route. It is also the burial site of the Biblical apostle St. James. We would treat ourselves and stay in a luxurious hotel in the center, the Hostal dos Reis Católicos. Ashley and I would spend a couple of days visiting the city, and while doing so, we decided to go a little bit further. The Camino Finisterre takes only an additional three to four days to the medieval "end of the world." As recorded in the Middle Ages, the people walked to that region for special spiritual and physical significance. We spoke with the local folk; they informed us that this place is the ancient trail that connected the pre-Christian origins of the Camino de Santiago, and the goal of the Camino Finisterre is to reach the lighthouse. It is traditional to burn clothes, discard worn boots and shoes, and watch the sunset over the dramatic Atlantic coastline. Many boots and shoes were hanging off the radio tower on the point. We were excited to leave our shoes and enjoy delicious food along with the spectacular scenery concluding our trip to Spain.Ashley and I would enjoy our time on the coast and reflect on our magical journey before making our way to Greece to relax and take some much-needed rest time.