Background: I’ve been cleansing my chakras for almost a year and followed my shamans dieta to a tee. My intention was to get a good look at myself, my ancestors and to use my love, light, and energy to enable and empower myself and the people around me.

The bronze realm: I have much to say but I’ll get the important things in. At some point of the beginning of the trip, mother aya decided to take our joyous, laughing, sensual introduction into this other dimensions. This dimension was that of a temple. Tall ceiling, maybe 6 or 7 stories tall. The inside looked almost like a cave. It was massive… i want to say infinite… and the entire temple was bronze. In the bronze walls were writings that looked like Samoan tattoos or Egyptian hieroglyphs.. I did not get the most solid look as I was overwhelmed with awe. I felt this strong humbling understanding, a download, that this is where all my ancestors housed their karma they’ve overcome. All their lessons. Their life stories. Their accomplishment. I acknowledge I am in some sort of library. A bronze library that thousands of years of brown people (I am brown skinned) have come to.

Figures of the bronze realm: I saw The Rock and Jason Momoa in this realm. We had interactions that helped me conclude they are of my spirit family. They are prominent figures of my ancestors apparently. I also saw huge huge stern looking godfathers of men… like face where a human is smaller their tooth… Chiefs or kings or founding fathers of this realm… They looked like The Rock with much thick muscles and bald heads… a determined look. They symbolized the bronze era and bronze itself. The bronze is a hard working metal. A symbol of hard work and a useful metal for building things. Tough tough men. They bestowed upon me the grace of a pacific island tribal tattoo to my spirit (I am of pacific island heritage). That I am worthy of their support moving forward in ushering a new age. I was extremely humbled and shared my gratitude to these kings of this realm.

Other than that, much more happened and mother aya was playful. Seductive. Ecstatic. I am in a state of endearment for the enlightening and joyful experience we shared together!

Please help me interpret this! A friend mentioned that this was called akashic records of all my ancestors.