Full Moon Gazing

Full moon gazing is one of the practices outlined in Lujan Matus' new book Awakening the Third Eye - Discovering the True Essence of Recapitulation. These gazing practices awaken the Seer within via the heart and teaching the gazer to see the highest spectrum of light, the blue spectrum. This collection of shamanic gazing practices is the most effective and profound series of meditations I have encountered.

I was walking along my beach just as the sun went down, and singing and taiji dancing into the waves until it was dark enough & the moon high enough to do the quetzalcoatl gazing.
While gazing at the moon and doing the clockwise rotations around its periphery, the whole sky flashed through sheets of the electromagnetic blue light. Usually i see this blue light in streaks or smaller sections, like bleed-through from the realm of pure light. This night, it was like moments of lightning, where the whole sky is electromagnetic blue, yet gone in the same instant, revealing the speed and specificity of the third eye's perceptive faculty.
Then, as i dropped my eyes to the low 6o'clock position, a very fast silvery something pulsed directly into my right eye. It came at me horizontally from the moon over the sea, and felt like a raindrop hitting me firmly in the eye except there was no water when i blinked & i knew it was light poking me with it's finger, in the pineal gland.

I continued gazing while recapitulating being poked in the pineal gland through my eye, as the moon in my secondary soft gaze vision above was starting to spin and wriggle up the sky. The sand in front of me was also in my secondary soft gaze vision below, and it was long and wet and i saw it had the full reflection of the moon in the shallow clear water, with the long streak of moonlight also extending below it towards my feet. For the first moment, i saw the moon in the sky moving as the construct became fluid, while the moon in the shallow watery sand was perfectly still. I kept my focus on the low 6oclock position watching both above and below with my soft gaze, while the moon in the watery shallows also began to wriggle and spin. The moon was laughing and howling, while the wolves were silent.
I observed the fluidity pass from heaven to earth in that moment while neither space remained in a fixed construct.

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