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Post by AcaciaPhoenix on Nov 9, 2004 11:41:15 GMT -5
Can you describe what your awakening was like? What did you see, feel, hear? What were you thinking about before it actually happened? So sorry for the 20 questions *hugs* Acacia
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Post by Elix on Dec 5, 2005 16:20:24 GMT -5
How come no one answered this question?? I for one am really curious on how someone figured out they were of dragonkin. What happened? What lead you towards your draconian path?
I hear a lot of beginning stories on how someone was always drawn to dragons, they collect dragons, etc.
But what is the difference between someone like me who just simply loves dragons and collects them all the time, to someone who IS a dragon?
Hope you guys don't mind being questioned by an elf... we are cousins after all LOL! ELix
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Post by xxshadowxx on Apr 21, 2006 14:16:57 GMT -5
Dear AcaciaPhoenix,
Perhaps it is that I am no one to many, but I will reply to this post being new to this community and being a Draconic myself. I am still in the process of my awakening, and it is very difficult to describe properly in any human words I might think of. First, let me say that I am told I am Draconic, and that I have had my own doubts after all of the scams, cons, games, lies, deceipts, smoke and mirrors, etc. that I have been put through by everyone and everybody - no one and nobody in particular - since finding out not long ago in this life that I am adopted and that I am who and what I am. Second, let me say that I have had nothing but pain, agony, suffering, loss, etc. at the hands of everyone and everybody which has made this extremely difficult. I have been hunted since before I ever knew of who or what I am as an Ancient and as a Draconic. Apparently because of what I can remember of truth of the Ages and of the Histories within them, I am considered a threat - most especially by the Xtians, the Muslims, and the Hebrew (the Anunnaki deceived humans whom follow these paths, as well as the Anunnaki themselves whom spread this dis- and mis-information and false religions [my personal opinion from my own memories of what is truth throughout the Ages regarding these religions]). There has not only been the pain of awakening, but the pain of the physical, astral, and etherial plane assassination attempts - from mass worming infestations to mass crustacean infestations to mass tracking spider infestations (I am told by many who have worked on healing me [from high priests and high priestesses of various covens and groves to reiki healers who have done the actual healing work] that any of these infestations should have killed me as I was being eaten alive astrally, within my astral/etherial, and therefore, physical forms). This does not even begin to describe the pain of the stresses resulting from the daily life I have had in awakening, nor the pain and agony of the loss of a number of my soul mates after I found them and they were subsequently murdered. Nor does this even begin to take into account the pain and agony of the scams, cons, lies, deceipts, etc. as to whom was my family and whom was just out to use me for who and what I was (even my marriage by my wife's own admission was nothing more than a set-up by some of these people and groups for her to have been able to do to me what they had wanted done - physically, astrally, and etherally - throughout the year we were handfasted and married [my wife's astral name was Princess Andariel - she was a half high/half drow or dark elven princess - perhaps you know or know of her]). All of my awakening to date has been nothing more than pain, agony, loss, etc. It has been, at any true attempt to name it, a blur of confusion, rage, anger, pain, etc. all mixed into one experience. Days seem to merge together as if they did not exist. I lose track of time, and days of the week even. Reality is something I am unsure of anymore - as to what may or may not be real from the 37 years on this plane and what I have learned and studied during them before the point of finding out I was adopted and of finding out that I was a Draconic during the process of this awakening. Add to this equation the Inquisitors, whom have tortured the living hell out of me (and I am still not sure who or what they are - I have only been told of them briefly and in no detail, other than to be told they have literally been torturing me as such), and the humans who have also done anything and everything they could to destroy my life in any way, shape, or form they could think to imagine in these last 22-23 months, and you have a further and more accurate description of my awakening. I am not sure if this answers your question, or even if this is common for a Draconic awakening. I only know that this is my personal experience of it, and that this is what it has been for me to awaken to this day - and it is not even close to complete yet I am told, which after what I have endured I do believe......
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Post by Amenthyst on Apr 22, 2006 17:15:30 GMT -5
not many ppl feel it is neccessary to tell other on how they went through their awakening. it could have been a painful experience that they dont want to share, or a real wonderful experience that they dont want to give up.. Elix, for me it was a painful yet delighting experience that i havent shared because i dont believe in giving up my secrets.
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Post by Elix on May 4, 2006 16:18:46 GMT -5
Ok so maybe said person doesn't want to share the full awakening, but I want to know how do you know you are a dragon? What brought you to the conclusion of dragon? Did you see something? Did someone tell you?
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Post by arrwyn on May 21, 2006 23:06:07 GMT -5
Acacia and Elix, I had thought I had answered this question long ago. In the light of Shadow's explaination of pain and horror let me give my vision of how the dragons acknowledged me.
Like most who say they are now acknowledged as dragon or dragon kin, I have always loved dragons. I never found them frightening. I don't remember when I started liking them so it must have been very young. I acquired little dragons as friends and companions along my lifetime. The last one to come to me came in a white sportscar I once owned. She slept in the engine. Her name, she told me, was Scathnior. When the car died (it had a scorched cylinder) I sold it to a young man who wanted parts for a race car and with the money I bought a very unusual piece of silver jewlry. It was a Wayvern and Scathnior would live there when she wasn't on the astral. Well, Scath stayed near me for several years, growing larger all the time. Finally the day came when she sadly told me she was getting too big to fit through the rift (and she never much liked making herself smaller than she actually was) by this time she was dragging off the back of my station wagon! Because of Scathnior, I became able to communicate with dragons both here and in the astral planes. Now don't think I'm being daffy. I'm not talking about a physically material dragon. They can not exist in the 3 dimensional world but they can manifest like a ghost to be seen and communicated, felt ... very much in the manner of ghosts (which I also have been able to see since before I can clearly remember). I was counted as important in Scathnior's life. In her queendom, I have authority and always have had but I never quite knew why I was so important to her. When I would ask, she would just smile and shake her head like she knew a secret I wanted to know. Very annoying that. In early summer of 2001 I was at a chapel gathering where we were to meditate on the highest aspect of ourselves. While I was engaged in this meditation, I discovered a 30 foot white serpent sitting in the middle of the chapel floor. This snake had a bit more reality to it than I'm accustomed to seeing so I checked to see if anyone else could see her. Nope. Just me. She was staring directly at me. Now, I'm used to seeing some very large astral things but it is definitely disconcerting to see a thirty foot white Anaconda staring down at you from ten feet over your head! I wasn't frightened. This snake had blue eyes and in those eyes I felt all the comfort and nurturing of Nature herself. I had at that time, a totem of a phoenix. This phoenix looked very much like a Harpie Eagle. She usually came from behind my right shoulder to defend me if I am being attacked. She appeared and screeching, seemed to be attacking the white snake but instead of a clashs of fangs and talons she melded with the snake to create a Coatl. A white body with the golden wings of the eagle and a ruff of skin like a Joshua Lizard's around the base of the skull. As this "creature" looked at me I knew ... simply knew ... I was looking at the highest manifestation of myself!
Several months later at a Shadowlore gathering others convinced me that a coatl is, indeed, a dragon. As my highest personal image of myself is a coatl and coatls are dragons therfore I call myself dragon.
One other thing of which I am aware, this is not simply an astral or even etheric image, it is a celestial image. It is the absolute highest image of myself my spirit will manifest. Beyond the coatl is only light and love.
I have been attacked on the astral plane and poisoned with the most severe poison in existance but I did not die. The reason I did not die is that a celestial can not be destroyed. Once I realized that the sarcophagus into which my astral friends placed me to contain my healing energy back to myself was contaminated, as soon as I burst from it and stood in the Light and Love of the true Source, I was instantly healed and could finish healing the astral lands I champion.
Sometime last year I came to the realization of why Scathnior thinks I'm so important. According to her I am the last "pure" coatl left and I am NOT a breeder. The breed dies with me if my brother doesn't try to reinvent the species. She and I are clutch mates. Sisters in the only "genetic" sense dragons can be. It is not true that dragons breed true to breed. The clutch of which I was a part had ten siblings and all of us are different. Scathnior is a silver queen, meaning she is a breeder. My brother is a half coatl half silver breeder but he is "young" in that he didn't hatch at the same time as many of the rest of us. I am the first of that clutch, I am older than time. Scathnior is next to me but she is younger by a considerable margin. I don't remember, now, where or how the rest of them developed. In my experience, dragon eggs hatch when they need to. When they are needed. As a coatl, I am responsible for bringing into manifestation parts of the material plane beyond my immidiate emperical universe. I was one of the "singers into creation" from the beginning of things. I am responsible for the maintenance of a large part of an astral plane and here, in the 3 dimensional world I am a gateway for those who would choose to be positive influences or to "survive" the coming transition. I am a gateway and another in my life is the gate keeper. I have already assisted the 'transition" of several beings most would consider "demons". I am assisting people who are dealing with awakening and I train an army.
In my life experience, there is so much astral and spiritual going on that the necessities of staying corporeal are a distraction from the "real" work. Probably one of the reasons many would see my life situation as "poor". I don't have time to bother with things like keeping a roof over my head or having enough money to eat on a daily basis, I'm too busy running an army and trying to assist the birthing of a new age of reason.
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Post by jaradreath on Feb 17, 2007 16:29:19 GMT -5
how do we know we are dragon kin? sometimes i see this as a silly question, how do others know they are cat or human? but then i think.. there are others out there who need answers, those who have lived in the heavy fog, feeling confused. for as long as i can remember i have known.. i have never acted like those around me, but then again how many of us have? i have a passion for dragon images, as I'm sure we all do. we feel connected with these god-like beasts. we know their habits and thoughts like no other. we understand their pain, dreams and fears. we know a truth... we all know what that is, it lays quiet within the depths of our souls... and then some of us act draconic, we see them awake, asleep and in the realms of meditation. and the most frighteningly wonderful, some can feel our true bodies, claws, wings, tails, spines, etc.. I'm not too sure if this has helped you any, it's not an easy task to explain how you know you exist, you just are....
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Post by Drigaera on May 4, 2007 17:56:49 GMT -5
I understand you. Knowing what or who you truly are is almost like information you have but have never learned, something that you have just always known. For me, I've found that the actual 'knowing' of something referring to a chain of thought or of physical thinking is not at all where this feeling resides. These sorts of truths always go deeper... for me, even farther than what humans would call the 'sixth sense'. . You just know, and thats all there is too it.
I can't deny that the process of self discovery or awakening is not dangerous to some, i have experienced this in dreams or rather nightmares that i had when i was only 2 or 3, and nobody will be able to convince me that they were just dreams, that kind of fear does not exist in this world. But the feeling of true knowledge or fulfilment is all too satisfying. i hope that this helps many others who just want to know, because finding out who i am was the most fulfilling experience of the 17 years i have spent on this earth, though unfortunatly, also the most terrifying. i reffer to shadow's post, because it truly can be torture.
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Post by Niklas on Jan 3, 2021 17:15:41 GMT -5
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