As each of us continually unfolds the discovery that is our lives, we birth a new humanity. And in this ever shifting journey of sacred birthing, sometimes we discover that the most magnificent of insights can come from the most natural of experiences. That being said, it is the sacred journey into nature that carries with it many initiations both physical and energetic. It is a catalyst for transformation and is as ancient as we are. While in Kauai this summer I had the good fortune of experiencing one of this planet’s most exquisite spaces: not once, but twice and the opportunity to move through an initiation that changed my life forever.
In the experience of sacred birthing we are continually reborn into something new, much like the unknown darkness of the sea cave referred to as Dragon’s Breath, never quite knowing what its like until we’ve arrived.
The first time I arrived was by sea, as fate would have it, by myself in a single kayak, seemingly drawn by some unseen force to investigate a jagged coast of immeasurable beauty. A place of delicate balance, where the land and ocean met in a moonscape of lava rock still flowing with a very ancient energy. Though I’d never been there before the elements at play had a way of reflecting something deeply resonant: electrifying and soothing, depending on where I’d place my attention.
It was this force that drew me here and to paddle across the bay from the river that emptied its waters here. As I paddled out, to my right I saw two young boys jumping from a very large chunk of this moonscape and into the ocean some 30ft. below. This caught my eye as I wondered what that must be like. On the horizon at the far edge of the bay I saw a group of kayaks round the bend and begin to follow the coastline. At first glance I thought nothing of it and I returned to watching the boys who seemed to be in a bliss cycle of jumping, swimming and climbing.
To my amazement when I looked back for the other kayaks they were gone! Wondering what had happened I began paddling that direction towards the coast. Unsure about being that close to the rocks, as this was my first time at sea on a kayak, I carefully maneuvered my way to an opening that had previously blended flawlessly into the surrounding landscape. There four people in two kayaks greeted me. At the end of this narrow passage of volcanic rock and was an arch way traversing the opening to another space where about 4 other kayaks were floating. After introductions, we just kind of floated there for a while, enjoying the rise and fall of the ocean as it came in and out of this amazing space. The color of the water was almost beyond description, a combination of blue sapphire and emerald green and looked about 20ft. deep.
I was told that this place was a sea cave called Dragon’s Breath and was asked if I was going in. With trepidation in my voice, I said that I would hang back and give them the opportunity to go ahead and I’d just wait until they came out. Still trying to acclimate to the convergence of the forces at play here, I was relieved that I gave myself the space to do some observing of what exactly was unfolding. Both the confluence of physical and energetic presence within me and within this space was beyond description. Symbolically, it felt as though I was in a living dream and that the action of my experience was somehow inexplicably interconnected to the state of my mind. This place was as new for me energetically as it was for me physically and I was filled with a deep sense of knowing that I must go in, for I had come here for a reason. A reason I sensed was connected to the shifts in consciousness I was making that had been building up to this point.
This was a time to let go and let god, a phrase that a friend of mine shared with me in Mt. Shasta several weeks earlier, another initiation that had led up to this moment. I was now alone in the entrance and with newfound insight steady in my heart; I began paddling as I passed under the gateway arch and into the outer chamber of the Dragon’s Breath.
The chamber itself was surrounded on all sides by lava rock except for the small arched opening, which was in constant flux with the rhythm of the ocean. Including myself there was four other people in Kayaks, floating with the kayaks of the others who were already inside the cave. One of the guys helping to hold the kayaks I recognized from meeting a few days earlier, a synchronicity I noticed and felt as a positive sign for being there. Again, I was asked if I was going in, along with an offer to hold my kayak while I was inside. Before I could think too much I was in the water, thanking him as I swam towards the narrow opening of the cave, which was a little over two feet wide by about ten feet tall.
The timing of entering into this space was not something done by sheer will alone, as the inflowing and outflowing of water was too strong. It required the kind of harmony that was receptive to the energies at play here, going with the flow and enjoying the ride. Once inside of the first cavern I felt the sense of exhilaration that accompanies the experience of being completely present and in motion. Even though the ocean was relatively calm, the space was still something I wasn’t familiar with and so I was glad that the man I first met was offering assistance. I was again in a state of flux as everything shifted faster than I could process it with my conscious mind. Let go and let god echoed once again.
It was then that I noticed that at the back of the cave there was something driving the huge amount of energy that literally was being breathed into this sacred place. That something was the Dragon’s Breath, a small opening that like the breath of life itself, pulsed in and out with a magnitude that was intimidating to say the least. Not sure if what was blowing through was all water or just air, I treaded water in amazement.
My new friend then proceeded to tell me that behind that tremendous force of nature was another cave and that I would need to swim right through the Dragon’s Breath to get there. He asked if I would need the goggles and assured me it was only about a six-foot swim underwater beneath the opening. Filled with a tremendous energy I accepted and strapped on the goggles and again in time with the flow of the water I went for it. Through the opening of the Dragon’s Breath I could see only the light from the entrance of the cave, which shimmered through the water with a luminescence that was otherworldly. Letting go and letting god never felt so good as I emerged successfully on the other side into complete darkness other than the light coming from under the water.
Again to my amazement, I saw a woman I had also just met the other day and new that this was another synchronicity pointing to the magic of this experience. All I could think to say was, “fancy meeting you here.” She had an underwater light and offered it to me so I could look around. As she left, there was one other person other than myself. She was toning and I joined in. The resonance and accompaniment of the water and air was incredible! This was a womb of Kauai’ and I was being reborn. Much like the experience of birth itself, letting go and allowing the movement to happen naturally was the way that I got here. After basking in this supernatural space, enjoying my own inner sense of transformation with even being able to get there and the nurturing beauty of this unique spot I swam out. The way out was the way in, only without the sense of being completely on the edge, as there was light to swim towards and small sense of familiarity.
I thanked my fellow adventures for the experience and support and we took a group picture in the first cavern. As I emerged into the light through the opening of the cave and climbed back into my kayak felt like I was reborn. I knew I was different. I knew I had gone beyond fear and had let go into a new experience of myself. An experience that had been slowly accelerating to reveal more of the love, creativity and presence of who I really am. Through this confluence of transformation I was opened to yet a deeper clarity of the power and beauty that unfolds with the appreciation of letting go with nature, both in my inner nature and in the magnificent nature of this world in which we live.
I think that symbolically and literally we are all birthing new life into being with each experience of every day we are here, whether that new life be non-physical insight or physical activity. Through our own adventures into the pristine vibrations of nature’s sacred spaces I believe we can see the blending of these seemingly separate world’s in a way that is abundantly inspiring and supportive. In this returning to the sacred initiations and rights of passage found in nature we need not look far, for within our own heart space exists the compass that we alone can find and follow into that unknown place.
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