8 things I learned in the dark:

It was easy. Every need was provided for and I just relaxed into the experience. I napped, woke to meditate, did breath work, ate breakfast, stretched, showered, channeled spirit messages, ate lunch, slept, more breath work, more sleep and repeat. In the beginning, it’s natural to sleep a lot. By the afternoon of day 2, you feel rested and tend to meditate more often than nap. Time means nothing, you just go with the flow. No clock to check. No where to be, nothing to do except go inward. I slipped into a self-nurturing place and enjoyed every minute of it. Knowing myself as I do, I had brought some emergency chocolates and snacks, just in case. It was nice to have them there, but they were not needed. I had to laugh at myself a few times, remembering how much resistance I felt when I first heard about the dark room. Why do we resist what we have yet to understand or experience?

Being alone in silence was peaceful beyond imagination. Once the candle was blown out, that was the beginning of pure peacefulness and tranquility. Imagine climbing back into the womb, but this time a womb of endless self-love. It was so magical in there. In my small village, I have a therapy center and have been adopted as the on-call nurse for ’emergencies’. There is often someone standing at my door knocking for one reason or another. Going into the womb gave me the much needed down time for self-reflection, self-nurturing and exactly what my parasympathetic nervous system was craving. Peace and quiet.

I could see more clearly. Messages just flooded in through my spirit channel. I was tuned in and they just kept talking. In the pitch black, I could see light streams coming down from the ceiling, sacred geometric shapes and visions. There were no distractions, only an open channel to connect in with for knowledge. I could also see how my own behaviors have either helped or harmed me or others in some way. The great teacher appeared and it was powerful.

I surrendered. Surrender. This is a word that many utter, but rarely perfect. I surrendered to trying to control my behaviors and thoughts just to avoid pain in my world. We do this so naturally, too. I mean, who really enjoys suffering? Surrender created peace for me. It looks a lot like zero F*#K’s given, but with awareness and peace in your heart.

We love to distract ourselves. I am the queen of distractions. I should have the t-shirt ‘LOOK, A SQUIRREL!’, because that’s my nature. I am a photographer, and therefor very visually stimulated by design. I see everything and movements distract me. I wake up with 4 things to accomplish and maybe get one or two done because I let other things crowd their way in. Mostly because they seem more fun than my task list. I am working on my focused awareness and the dark room experience helped immensely to reset and re-wire my brain. There were zero distractions in the dark, so I could go deeper than ever on my journey inward.

Time is an illusion and means nothing. A dream represented this perfectly for me. In my dream, my Grandfather had died. My Grandmother put all of the clocks outside on the street curb for anyone to take for free. I asked her why and she said matter-of-factly: ‘Time is just an illusion. There is no such thing as time, therefore these clocks are unnecessary clutter.’ Both Grandparents in my dream have crossed over already and in reality, In 1999, I found my Grandmother’s watch just after she had died. The watch was laying next to the place where she had her heart attack. In that moment, it struck me that time stops for no one. Not even the grieving. I knew then that time was an illusion. The same beautiful woman confirmed it 18 years later in the dark room, in my dream.

I found my light in the dark. While I was in a meditation, a spirit animal came to me in a vision and gifted me a multi-faceted diamond. I was told to put it in my heart. I did as instructed and immediately a bright light came from my chest, flooding the pitch black room. I felt such love, joy and gratitude beyond measure for their sacred gift.

I was given a song to share with the world. When I was six years old, my guides told me that I have a song in my heart. I have never written a song, but after 40 years of hiding inside of me, it popped out in the dark room as a channeled message. It is now being recorded and will be featured in a Mayan Cosmovision documentary. I am certain that my beloved Mayan Ancestral spirits helped with this.