The Ordinary World

Sharon Anne and her companion ascend the stairs, stepping into the sacred Medicine Buddha bedroom. The space is bathed in golden light from the late afternoon sun, its beauty amplified by turquoise curtains and the presence of divine figures—Tara and Mary—glowing upon the desk, the Buddha tonka hanging on the wall radiating lapis light. Books surround them, filled with knowledge waiting to be discovered. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves outside, and the rhythmic pulse of shamanic drumming softly emanates from a cell phone, setting the stage for what is to come.

The Call to Adventure

As Sharon Anne lies down, she surrenders to deep, calming breaths, feeling the textures of the world around her—the smooth coolness of the floor, the comforting bedspread beneath her fingertips. The trance deepens. A portal opens.

Together, in their spirit bodies, they step onto Prytania Street, walking towards the Marigny. A house brims with vibrant life—drumming, singing, and the presence of a communal gathering that welcomes them. The call has been issued: a journey into the unknown awaits.

Refusal of the Call (Moment of Hesitation)

As the trance deepens, a moment of uncertainty flickers. The hum of the gathering rises, vibrating through her being. The boundaries of the self begin to blur. Is she truly ready to surrender to the unknown? The drumbeat pulses with reassurance, urging her forward.

Meeting the Mentor

Guided by unseen forces, Sharon Anne steps beyond the earthly realm. Her aura expands, merging with her companion’s until they soar past the Mississippi River, ascending toward snow-covered peaks—the sacred Himalayas.

Within a hidden cave, they are met by a wise dragon and timeless beings, radiant with ancient knowledge. These mentors have awaited her arrival, ready to bestow their wisdom.

Crossing the Threshold

In the warmth of the cave, the dragon spirals around Sharon Anne. Her being dissolves into the vast expanse of the universe, undergoing shamanic dismemberment. Stardust from celestial realms infuses her, illuminating her from within.

Every cell of her body drinks in the cosmic elixir, restoring balance and harmony. She has left behind her former self, stepping fully into the transformative unknown.

Tests, Allies, and Enemies

Sharon Anne hums a new song—one never before heard, woven with light and color beyond imagination.

As she reconstitutes, reborn in wisdom, she becomes a beacon of truth. The seekers within the cave approach her, yearning for knowledge. Their questions echo through the chamber:

"How do we restore balance in a world consumed by chaos?"

The Supreme Ordeal

Silence settles. The weight of their inquiry presses upon her—a test of her newfound understanding.

Drawing upon the wisdom granted to her, she breathes deeply, allowing the truth to emerge:

"Drink from the stream; the water will follow you down the mountain.
Drink from the stream; expect the answer within the water each day.
Drink from the stream; chaos will wash away…"

Drink from the stream; Drink from the stream; Drink from the stream;

Her words resonate like ripples in a still pond, sending waves of transformation through those who listen. The chaos within them begins to melt. They are no longer the same.

The Reward (Seizing the Sword)

Having passed her trial, Sharon Anne glows with radiant light. She has become the answer, embodying wisdom itself.

A new name emerges within her—a name that signifies her rebirth, her courage, her poetic truth.

She descends the snowy mountains, melting the ice with her presence. The water flows into the valley, carrying blessings to all.

The Road Back

Returning to the cave, she sits as a luminous sphere, offering her presence to those who still seek. Her words flow as poetry, rhythmic and healing. The wisdom she carries is no longer just for herself; it is meant for the world.

>>>[fill in poem you hear.]

With gratitude, the seekers bow, ready to carry her message forward.

Resurrection (Final Transformation)

The journey circles back. The trance dissolves.

Sharon Anne and her companion return through the portal, finding themselves once more in the Marigny, surrounded by the gentle heartbeat of the drum.

They walk back down Prytania Street, through the corridors of time and space, until they arrive in the Medicine Buddha bedroom. The sun has set, and twilight welcomes the moon’s glow.

She breathes deeply—lighter, freer, whole. She is not only who she once was but something more:
a healing poet, a luminous traveler of realms, a courageous guide through chaos.

Return with the Elixir

Tomorrow, she will rise with her new name, carrying the light of wisdom.

Her poetry, like the arrow of an Archer, will strike with perfect precision, offering the world the medicine of her truth.

Tonight, she rests, embraced by the warmth of transformation.

The world awaits her words.

Sleep well, healing poet.
The dawn will rise, and with it, your extraordinary gift.