A mandala-like drawing helped me to focus and take me into the state I needed to be in.
Reading from the "Book Of Caverns" whilst I was submerged in water inside a granite chamber did the rest.
I had a "mirror" around me at the time - a person I have developed a relationship with who is almost identical to me, and realising what that meant. And what that was showing me.
A real lotus was involved. An image of Heqet, the frog goddess, also.
And later, this drawing:
A third time of not dying? The first came in 1988. My car went over a cliff. The second was in 2006 - I was torn from my home, never to return, and my soul was rent.
This time it was much less violent but still challenging.
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