Rainbow Reflections: The Living Lightstory of Vulpis Vulpis
1. Introduction: Initiation, Becoming Living, Contrast with Babylon. Rainbow Underbelly Peek
![A photo of the author wearing a Crown of vines in a Colorado forest clearing, making a V sign with one hand, sitting cross-legged on the ground next to another person who is blurred out for anonymity purposes. A photo of the author wearing a Crown of vines in a Colorado forest clearing, making a V sign with one hand, sitting cross-legged on the ground next to another person who is blurred out for anonymity purposes.](https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/w_1456,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F42ffd125-1e91-41b7-8d6f-1b59f373f4f3_960x1280.jpeg)
I first found my way to the Rainbow Gatherings in 2015, on my 30th Solar Return (Birthday). My initiation process to this Prophecized Tribe was arduous and wild, and during the 7 years that I was active touring the USA as a Rainbow Initiate, Rainbow Warrior, and Rainbow Queen, I assembled a tome’s worth of experiences, downloads, visions, insights, and informations. It’s my goal here to expose these all to light, both to other Tribal Members and to Allies/Interested Parties. This is an open-format channel which will develop organically and fully by the natural and beautiful furlings of Chaos. If you are interested in these stories and teachings, please subscribe, and consider a paid subscription, which gives access to all of my writings older than 3 weeks.
I was navigating the Higher Realms while my body was walking on the Earth. I was protected within the Psychic Bubble cast by the Most High who preserves the Field of the Gathering, where these things happen. I could replicate it afterward, but that first experience was one that I'll remember onward and onward. I learned in that moment that I was creating my entire field of vision with my own mind, but only at the level of God. I was immune to all disease. I grokked fully that everything I’d been taught in English was at best an illusion that was only in the past, and at worst, a malicious lie that I’d found myself freed of. I didn’t know at the time the cost of that freedom. If I had, I wouldn’t have chosen it. Today, I most certainly would again, but I’m glad I’ve already been bought and paid for, praise the Lord.
Lord have Mercy on My Pride. My Love is really dependent on Your Provisions on my Body. Mother Mary of Grace, Beloved Goddess, have Compassion on my Lunacy. My Heart depends on Your Decree. I honor Your Liminal Space. May my Words mark one Way to Love.
Real-Eyes-Ation
I was stone cold sober. It's entirely possible that simply by sharing a close energy field with participants who were on Psychedelics may have affected me, of course. I'd always been sensitive in that way. Especially since I’d had my first dose of LSD only very recently, in a home situation that was as safe as they come, I was pretty fresh through the Doors of Perception, and it didn’t take much to bring me back to those places of open-mind-field. Anyway, being a Magical Adept means having experiential and technical knowledge about how frequency, information, energy, emotions, healing, dis-ease, and more are transmitted by shared energy field, energy body, sound, vibration, and physical body contact.
Of course, we're electrical beings. I've been catching video demonstrations of how reading wires are hooked up to plants in order to produce electronic music with a special device. Mainstream culture is only now catching up to what The Ancients and Wize Ones have always known. How we can cast light and sparks from our palms, how simply by brushing up against someone we can move mountains.
Consciousness is raised in groups. It’s much easier to reach these states of Awareness in spaces with others who are already existing on these Planes. It’s easier to study in a library than in a Motley Crew concert hall, isn’t it? Group prayer is also an example of this. When we’re in the Telepathic Dimensions, it’s the same thing. Everything about our energy body and neurological system is affected by the physical (and nonphysical) community bodies that we are existing in. We’re just hyperevolved mycelium structures, constantly receiving and giving transmissions, sharing breath and impulses and emotions and dance movements.
Fully Alive
In Rainbow we would call any small group scene that was happening a Movie. Initially I cringed a bit at what then seemed to me a lowbrow slang, but after touring a few “movies” at a few different camps, I realized something that I’d missed for decades: that the origin of the word “movies” was because it captured a visual representation of the moving image of life. That we were living. We were moving. That I was alive.
Had I really missed this for so long? Had I really spent over 30 years somehow not aware of the fact that I was inexplicably tied to and woven with this pulsing, raging, bleeding, breathing body through which the Voice of the Goddess cried, spoke, blabbed, rang, and booed? That I was participating in movies, living, live-action, all-the-time movies with other bodies? That I was the star of this show, my very own show? It had slipped my awareness, not surprisingly whilst living under the Regime of Suppression, but that moment when I stepped onto the scene and they called it out as a movie, the neurons aligned. I realized I was actually here. Rainbow, effectively, pulled me out of a lifetime of Disassociation. I began to reclaim my Identity as a Sovereign being. Through being fully immersed into Chaos, I found my way back into the Order of Things.
Refuge from Babylon
I learned that instead of using that derogatory misapplied buzzword “society,” we referred to the Regime of Suppression as “Babylon.” Of course, this is our intersection with Rastafarianism and Biblical scripture: Babylon is the oppressive, controlling, corrupt, colonial world, the city that represents the worst of Monkind. And, apparently, it’s grown to much more than a single city these days. So much so that it was only when in contact with other Rainbow or Rasta people that I could communicate. We remembered our True Language that had not been corrupted. We had left the Tower before it fell and somehow were assembling here, and there, and over there…. it’s easy to refer to this as 5D, or nD. Yet, that only points to it.
If it sounds like I’m holding Rainbow up above the light, I must claim otherwise. In fact, the darkness, violence, and corruption that I have acted out, extracted, demonstrated, sniffed out, called out, exposed, visited, seen, felt, heard, and fled from in Rainbow is all very real too. And, I’ll be discussing those things further as well. Yet, we must go one step at a time on this journey-ride.
For years, when people would express interest in going to a Gathering for the first time, I would tell them right away, “don’t go unless you’re confident in holding your own on the Streets.” There are some parallels that folks may draw from this which were not quite what I was getting at, but even with that consequence, the point that by stepping foot (or knee or wheel or…) onto a Gathering inherently places one in a place-outside-of-imperial-law. Most folks are so used to their cushy False-Safety-Programmed identities that they are not prepared to show up in situations, scenes, in movies that demand their Authentic Primal selves. And, yes, I’d definitely say that Rainbow is primarily a Primal scene. How could it not be? I mean, come on. You need to drive miles into the forest and hike into the woods to be there. It’s a survivalist realm. And in the USA anyway, the bulk of the core folks are seriously hardcore players.
What do I mean by Players, you ask? Did I forget to mention that Rainbow is actually the Live Action Stage of Magic: The Gathering?
Maybe I should have noted that before.
Well, all in Wizard’s Timing.
Stay tuned and subscribe for more. Paid subscriptions get access to back-entries older than 3 weeks.
Blessed be, Family. I hope to greet you again soon.