Author: Kristin Kirk

Camping Supply List

PLEASE pack extremely efficiently/minimally, there is little to no storage at Polihale. Things may be left in the rental car which is locked but not always attended to and can get very hot in the sun.
Valuables are brought at your own risk.

waterproof quality healthy strong tentIMG_0800
extra rope to tie your tent to rocks for potential higher wind, or for extra shade
plastic for underneath your tent
sleeping bag
sleeping mat
good headlamps, one or two (extra batteries) (waterproof if possible but not necessary) or flashlight
bathing suit
sunblock, sunblock, sunblock
towels ( sarongs are great towels)
warm clothes for cool nights
water bottle
Your own camping mug, bowl, plate and utensils
light weight rain gear
beach foot wear
comfortable sneakers/hiking foot wear ( depending on where we go for the 3 additional days )
mosquito spray (mostly for additional 3 days)
personal favorite first aide/health herbal care remedies
light weight journal, pen
any personal pocket sacred alter items you wish to carry to soak up Kauai magic
meditation cushion?

Part One: Awakening Perception or Pure Awareness Beyond Perception

6 Week Class Course: Tuesday Nov 8th – Dec 13th, 2016

The first series focuses on cultivation of multidimensional communication. Pure awareness is not limited to your physical senses. Pure awareness beyond your physical senses is already innate. The intent of this class series is to cultivate your experiential awareness of what already is. This class offers detailed practical exercises to invite realization of pure awareness beyond your physical senses and awaken your multidimensional perception.

Class One November 8th 2016

Class Two November 15th 2016

Class Three November 22nd 2016

Class Four November 29th 2016

Class Five December 6th 2016

Class Six December 13th 2016

When Mind Becomes Function and Not The Seat of Identity

When I was in Sedona, sitting in lotus supported by deep red rock of a vista offering
overhang of Cathedral Rock, mind disappeared from identity’s orientation point. This
identity shift has been integrating since.

Before Sedona, during healing sessions, I would experience my free flexible mind, or
mental body, open multidimensionally. I would open to another, and since we are not
separate, through this opening I would see, feel, hear, know, experience the details of
another’s “inner” reality. That would include one’s current experience, memories from
this life and past lives, soul consciousness, inner templates, multidimensional body
structures and organization, spiritual essence and desired direction for manifestation. The
details would simply appear. In the meeting of these details in presence, transformation
would unfold and healing happens in all realms.

Occasionally, during the past seven years of my awakening process or, deep
remembering unfolding, I have experienced moments when I would open and nothing
would happen. No visions, no insight, no magical words, no spirit guides, no
transformation, no inner direction, no nothing, simply an empty mind looking for itself or
for something to happen. Since, I was being paid during those moments to help someone
it was very disconcerting to say the absolute least.

My discipline has come through my work, not years of meditation practice. The inner
pressure of integrity has been the master teacher here for supporting discipline. I learned
readily in those moments how to surrender the looker or the seeker and even the healer.
(Observer, knower, doer) So much has been given in this journey, and yet there are times
when it is crucial that absolutely nothing is given. In that emptiness, the self that thinks it
sees, must stop looking, open to the edge of itself, and surrender to that which is
unknowable to it in its current state of experienced existence. What I mean by edge of
itself is that each expression of consciousness has some form to it, some manifestation of
structure, no matter how subtle. These structures are not subtle for me. When “I” am
residing in one and don’t realize it, there is an experience of limitation with in that
structure, that I am taking as reality. So it is almost like the room of the mind. The sense
of self looks around in its room over and over again looking for something that is outside
of the room. It will never find it. What is required is “to go” to the wall and surrender
yourself to the permeable boundary of the sense of self.

And so it happened, after traveling by plane, then hiking up the steep red rocks of
Cathedral and sitting open as I always do to offer beloved souls awaiting healing in
distant locations, I found myself in one of these moments. The power of the place
intensified the lack everywhere. No help to be found. And so I sat, mind-self resting still
and waiting, then quiet and looking, then wondering and ready, then anxiously running
around with in the walls of the mind looking for what was needed until the memory
appeared. “OooHH! This is one of those moments! Know nothing and surrender. I can to
do that. I have to do nothing and surrender my known self into itself.” This was the
chitter chatter of the mind before it silently surrendered. After a moment of infinite empty
pure ‘know nothing’, awareness opened as infinite heart inseparable from Kristin heart
and the core of this existence. All those awaiting healing appeared in my infinite heart
and began their healing journeys. We were all with each other transforming. Again,
consciousness called itself deeper and the mind fell beneath me. I was/am infinite
existence both manifest and non manifest simultaneously. I was/am the essence that
predates this soul that all lives of here have arisen within. I was/am light as particle and
expression. I was/am infinite, boundariless and unique simultaneously. Mind was
literally located beneath this sense of infinite exquisite self, functioning the way it always
did, joining souls, opening through dimension, supporting the release of all that was
ready to fall away, assisting that which holds onto itself to soften into truth. All was the
same as in the old sessions, yet mind was purely function and not the resting place or
experiencing place for identity. This too was noticed, and then fell away. Self rested as
infinite nothing, essence, existence and non existence present.

Mind becomes function, no longer the resting place for identity. There is no room. You
are the room. There are no walls. You are the walls. The rooms, the walls, the identities
become the pure function they were meant to be, vehicles and expressions for and of the
un nameable to express and itself experience.

Copyright 2010

Kalachakra 2011 Washington D.C.

The Kalachakra is an ancient 12 day Tibetan Buddhist ritual which was orchestrated by the Dalai Lama and many other monks for peace and enlightenment for the world in Washington D.C.

June, 2011.

Each singular syllable of the Kalachakra chanting carried the collectively attained consciousness of uncounted hours of personal daily meditation, devotion, practice and prayer. Every single resonance through time and space, offered a gift not humanly achievable in one lifetime. To receive the gift of consciousness from another’s daily practice, was quite a gift enough, but to receive it collectively, to receive the thousands of accumulated hours of meditation beyond any one lifetimes capacity in every single tone was beyond measure. This gift of the weaving voice of the Kalachakra was already priceless, and yet what was woven, the ancient Kalachakra, carried this gift beyond time and space and continues to facilitate in the enlightenment for all humanity and all beings everywhere.

As oneness, I was the chant, I was the chanting, I was the combined still mind of a hundred monk’s daily practices, I was this gift of consciousness collectively generated through sound and syllable, I was the blood coursing through veins, pumping enlightenment through all hearts. I was Washington D.C. and the water fountains joyously bubbling and purifying the people and the city. I was the Kalachakra and the sand and the mandala. I was the Dalai Lama, I was you and All named were one and the same. My blood, the chant, your heart, the culmination and essence of thousands of uncounted prayerful days, were all one seamless profound happening. This is a literal description of my experience, not figurative.

The experience in the stadium for me was astounding. I realize my multidimensional awareness may be challenging for some to understand or believe. Even so, I find I must express in fullness of what I saw. I had never witnessed a multidimensional weaving of such magnitude and grandeur and service. I witnessed over 1,000 beings in multiple dimensions involved in the co-creation of the Kalachakra and the sand mandala. The magnitude and scope of the weaving through dimensions was astonishing. Dieties that I have only seen in pictures were up close, personal and inside transforming me and everyone that was willing. Dieties I had never seen before appearing in full regalia, with such detail I could pick them out of books later on. The orchestration and creation of the energetic structural components of the ritual created through dimensions were immense and highly detailed. Powerful dieties, wrathful dieties, small dieties, gentle dieties, compassionate dieties all tending to fine details throughout creation and all realms reachable for the healing and enlightenment of all beings. It is hard to express the enormity, benevolence and power of the ritual.

Personally, through my awakening path, many deep truths had already been realized. What was new in my personal awareness was that an intense concentric force was gathering, the gravity of consciousness manifesting, drew into itself my mind, my soul, and my will. All experienced parts of the individually experienced ‘self ‘turned inside out. What was experienced then as ‘self’ was pure presence, pure love, the expanse of infinite existence resting as non-existent. This self looked out of every pore with no location. And yet this non location also rested in though the core flow of my being. This self was love, looked with love, the looking was love, everything looked at was love. There was no interest in the meanderings of mind, and so it stopped meandering. There was only interest in the presence of being, in the present exquisiteness of being.

The gift from the Dali Lama and of the Kalachakra speak to the times we are in and the truth of us all. It did not matter that I knew absolutely nothing about Tibetan Buddhism to experience and be a part of such a profound sacred and beneficent ritual. It does not matter what name you call God. We are all Love.

Sedona, Arizona

Sedona, Arizona 9/2010

Healing sessions were offered from Airport Mesa, Boynton Canyon, Bell Rock, Chapel of the Holy Cross, and Cathedral Rock. Of all, my favorite is Cathedral Rock.

Approach to Cathedral Rock…..

The approach to Cathedral Rock was done at night in the dark. Previous directions misguided me to an alternate trail which did not lead as expected. Driving home at glorious sunset I was struck by the setting sun illuminating a massive grouping of magnetic flaming spires. I pulled over and got out of my car, profoundly mesmerized. After a period of time, dusk called me back to the car and the highway, as I drove by a turn off I realized that the monolith that was calling me was Cathedral rock and I took the turn. And so through the universes creation, I ended up at the base of Cathedral rock, in the dark, at the bottom of a steep half hour climb in the presence of an intense call.

Unbennounced to me, my dear travel buddy had been guided to bring two headlamps that morning, and she pulled them out.

And so, the climb began. As you know, the energies of the land switch at night. Dusk is it’s own mysterious self and then the energies of the dark come out to play. So our hike at night, in a black that absorbed all but the little round spot at the landing splash of our headlamps, was filled with the power of the rock and the dancing night festivities. Three quarters of the way up, my heart started to fail. My travel bud was in terror of the intensity present, and my heart was needing to acclimate to the pressure of Cathedral Rocks consciousness. We rested.

I had to go on. My inspiration and tenacity gave my friend what she needed to make it through her terror and we continued. Had either of us known what we would have been hiking in the dark we would not have gone. In day light, there are stretches that are pretty tricky in full sun light. My little light shown through just enough to see each foot and hand hold one at a time. There was a moment of rising fear when I turned my head to peak around and saw what fall lay waiting if I slipped. The truth that appeared in that moment was of trust and recognition that truly we only need to know the one very small step at hand to climb large and potentially dangerous distances. All was surrendered, I did not look again, and stayed in the present joy and focus of one movement at a time, whether hand or foot, illuminated by the small circle of white shining light from my gifted headlamp.

Nearer the top, there appeared a spot so close to the path that was so highly charged and active I almost did not pass. It was a portal that took me four days of sitting on Cathedral Rock to approach in daylight to actually sit on and participate with. At that moment in the dark, the intensity and activity there were terrifying, giving me serious doubt as to whether it was safe to pass. I continued on walking through. The spires them selves are even more powerful up close. My hearts need to acclimate made sense. The intensity and magnitude of love present in those rocks is terrifying to the heart that protects itself. Love does not hold nor protect itself. To fully be present with this rock, the heart needs to fail to hold it’s boundaries of protection. It needs to surrender. And it did. Here is an article I wrote about the healing session I was giving when that fully happened. “When the mind surrenders…” I have hiked up and down Cathedral Rock many times now, and barefoot too. Cathedral Rock will always be a sacred destination for me.

The Portal, Sedona Arizona 10/2010

When I sat on the portal after four days of five and six hour sits from the top of Cathedral Rock, many things happened. What I will share is brief. I had never sat on portals prior to my visit to Sedona. Portals are different than vortexes. Vortexes are powerful spots of energy where much magic can happen. Portals are doorways. Sitting at this doorway was like no other. It opened to dimensions of universes, all laid out in front of me clear as day. One could go anywhere. What became clear was that I did not know myself well enough to travel through them. And so instead of diving forward into the universes of creation, I fell back into Self and Source to know myself well enough that the miniature galactic orbit of cellular consciousness knowing itself as Kristin would not get lost in the universes of Self.

Falling back into self, this is what I experienced.

All universes are self and are One consciousness. In order to create distinction between expressions, whether distinctions between dimensions or distinctions between subtle aspects with in the soul, there must be a method of distinction. One method of distinction is a created sense of self. This sense of self allows the distinction between my mental body and my emotional body, and one universe from the next. This sense of self allows my consciousness to remember it is cohesive, in the midst of being completely everything and nothing simultaneously. So on this portal, what came was an intimate snuggling up close to the edges of distinction between layers of my own being and layers of the universe and the recognition that they were the same function. These edges of distinction are the method that Oneness uses to organize itself as magnificent universes of being and all the myriad beings of itself within the universes of it self.

Sedona, Arizona 12/12010

I had to go back. The healing on this trip was done mostly from Cathedral Rock but sessions were done from Chapel of the Holy Cross and the ruins at Honanki. Here is Cathedral Rock at sunrise. This photo is for sale in the store. I love it and have it above my bed so I wake up every morning to a Sedona sunrise from my favorite spot.

The Honanki Ruins took me back in time and whispered ancient ways of life in harmony with the planet. The spirits whispering there showed just how extremely out of balance we are with the earth. It was way beyond even my educated view. I stood there sobbing. We are so far from the alignment of long ago. This is an invitation to listen even deeper to your heart and open to possibilities that may seem radical. I was shown the possibility of the continuation of my life in a very different expression than what it is now, and I am shifting things in my life to support that harmony. In that expression, we are not separate from the earth. Our lives are a complete co creation with her consciousness. We are cared for by her in every way. I do not have photographs of this visit. It had been unusual weather and it was an awe inspiring magical landscape of ice cycles and spraying waterfall magical mist gently towards one’s eyes and heart landing on bright green leaves of three and berries and vines encasing them all in icy mystical glass like splendor. All the photos mysteriously disappeared off my camera. My travel companion’s disappeared as well. The gifts of impermanence, magic, transformation and harmony resonate still.

Tuscon, Arizona

Tuscon 4/2011

My other travels at this point had been high vibrational places of consciousness. This was the first time I went to be with consciousness that was not a location on earth. When I travel, the consciousness of the land and I integrate into one another as Oneness. I am of service to her and she to me. We heal each together and heal others together. On this trip it was different.

I was drawn to the major Tuscon gem show in… As I walked down the isles the gems from round the world integrated into me. It was like walking though a super store of magic with healing wisdom pouring through me and filling my data banks. I was drunk and saturated with crystal rock gem wisdom and creativity beyond anything imagined by me. What was most amazing at the time was that the consciousness had no mind. I had been used to working with devas and guides, which in my experience have an element of mind consciousness. These gems did not present themselves to me that way. And so, my communications were of no mind. This was blissful and new, to have so much dialog and exchange, yet without the organization of the mental body. Utter stillness of mind in the midst of the communion with consciousness that had no mental body, yet was brilliantly wise and generous and profoundly healing. It ‘rocked’ my world. This stillness and magic healling of so many gems was available to all who came with me on this journey.

I ended my travels with a spontaneous visit to Eden Springs where the gentle healing waters reached out in delicateness and care and soothed all who had joined me in this healing adventure.



Kalachakra 6/2011

This article below is a magical read of wonder. The Kalachakra is a phenomenal creation of benevolent multidimensional proportions in grandeur. The Kalachakra and sand mandala and multidimensional healing created through universes during the Kalachakra ritual integrated through me as well. As with all the sacred sites I have been blessed to experience, I am of service to them and them to me. We are not separate and together serve the Oneness we are. The mandala shows up in healing sessions sometimes along with the great great transformational wisdom it is.

Kalachakra article.

Shasta California

Shasta 9/2011

The Shasta trip was filled great and glorious expanse and integration, but there was also a dark side of suffering calling to be integrated. In all my experience so far, when expansion is occurring and greater light is being assimilated, the equal and opposite dark also needs to be integrated. This was the first time that shadow was such a major theme. It took me a few weeks upon returning home to fully integrate the experiences, but the wisdom and integration was profoundly healing.

I offered healing from Pluto’s Cave, Castle Lake, Heart Lake, The Headwaters, Panther Meadows, a magical dry bed of Mt Shasta Serpentine at Stewart Springs, Stewart Mineral Springs. Sand Flats, Glass Mountain and Ascension Rock.

Not all of these experiences will come out in writing but I will share two, one from each polarity when the time comes.