@masterraalkivictorieux Master Ra’al Ki Victorieux

Discover the fascinating life of Taisha Abelar and her teachings on female empowerment! An enigmatic story full of mysticism. #TaishaAbelar #FemaleEmpowerment

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Taisha recommends that women empower themselves, recapitulating, to free themselves from the energetic cords developed with their past, mainly with lovers.

Paradoxically, it is said that her death/disappearance was due to the deep bond she established with her teacher and lover, Carlos Castaneda.*

For those interested in reading Taisha’s work, I’m sharing some excerpts from her book: “Where the Sorcerers Cross.”

I
“Well, apparently there’s only one thing you know how to do very well, and I don’t see why you shouldn’t make the most of it,” she declared.
I thought she was referring to my talent for drawing or painting, but she added, to my utter mortification:
“The only thing you know how to do well is feel sorry for yourself.”
I tightened my fingers on the door handle.
“That’s not true,” I protested. “Who do you think you are, telling me that?”
She burst out laughing and shook her head.
“You and I are very similar,” she pointed out. “We were taught to be passive, subservient, and to adapt to circumstances, but inside we’re boiling. We’re like a volcano about to erupt, and what increases our frustration even more is the fact that we have no dreams or expectations, except that of one day meeting the perfect man who will rescue us from our unhappiness.”
It left me speechless.

II
“I know you’ve been trained to let men take advantage of you simply because they’re men,” Clara commented once she’d sat back down. “You’ve always treated men kindly, and they’ve sucked everything out of you. Didn’t you know that men feed on women’s energy?!”
I was too embarrassed to argue with her. I could feel every eye in the room fixed on me.
“You let them boss you around because you pity them,” Clara continued. “Deep in your heart, you long to take care of a man, any man. If that idiot had been a woman, you yourself would never have allowed him to sit at our table.”

III
“Intent is the force that sustains the universe,” she pointed out. “It’s the force that gives focus to everything. It makes the world itself possible.”

III
“From now on, you must lead a life in which conscience takes center stage,” she pointed out, as if she knew I had made a tacit commitment to stay with her. “You must avoid everything that weakens and damages your body or your mind. It is also essential, for the moment, that you sever all physical and emotional ties with the world.”
“Why is that so important?”
“Because before anything else, you must acquire unity.”

V
She asked me to sit with my back straight and my eyes slightly squinted, so that he could see the tip of my nose.
“This breathing must be done without the constrictions of clothing,” he began. “But instead of having you strip naked in the courtyard in broad daylight, we’ll make an exception. First, inhale deeply, pretending you’re breathing through your vagina. Suck in your stomach and draw the air up your spine, past your kidneys, to a point between your shoulder blades. Hold the air there for a moment, then move it even higher to the back of your head and over it, to a point between your eyebrows.
She said that, after holding it there for a moment, I should exhale through my nose while mentally guiding the air down the front of my body, first to a point just below my navel and then to my vagina, where the cycle had begun.
I began to practice the breathing exercise.
Clara placed her hand at the base of my spine and from there drew a line up my back and over my head, gently pressing the point between my eyebrows.
“Try to bring the air to this point,” she instructed. “The reason you should keep your eyes half open is to focus on the bridge of your nose as you circulate the air up your back and over your head to this point; and also to use your gaze to guide the air down the front of your body, returning it to your sexual organs.”
Clara explained that circulating the breath in this way creates an impenetrable shield that prevents the penetration of disturbing external influences into the body’s energy field; it also prevents vital internal energy from dispersing outward. She emphasized that inhalation and exhalation should be inaudible and that the breathing exercise can be performed standing, sitting, or lying down, although at first it is easier to perform sitting on a cushion or chair.

VI
Recapitulation is the act of recovering the energy we have already expended on past actions. Recapitulation involves remembering all the people we have met, all the places we have seen, and all the feelings we have had throughout our lives—starting from the present and going back to the most remote memories—and then cleansing them, one by one, with a special breath that sweeps everything away.
She held my chin firmly in both hands and instructed me to inhale through my nose as she turned my head to the left, and to exhale as she turned it to the right. I was then to turn my head left and right in a single movement, without breathing. She claimed that this was a mysterious way of breathing and the key to recapitulation, since inhaling allows us to recover the energy we’ve lost, while exhaling allows us to expel the foreign and unwanted energy that has accumulated within us due to interactions with our fellow human beings.
“When recapitulating, try to feel long, elastic fibers extending from your abdominal region,” she explained. “Then align the twisting motion of your head with the movement of those elusive fibers. They are the conduits that will recover the energy you left behind.” In order to regain our strength and unity, we must release the energy we’ve trapped in the world and draw it back to us.
She assured me that by recapitulating, we extend those elastic fibers of energy through space and time to the people, places, and events we’re examining. The result is that we can return to every moment of our lives and act as if we were actually there.

VII
“We were all raised to live in a kind of limbo, where nothing matters except petty, immediate gratifications,” she declared. “And women are true masters of that state. Until we recapitulate, we cannot overcome our upbringing.”

VIII
Clara explained that we should begin recapitulation by first focusing our attention on past sexual activity.
“Why do we have to start there?” I asked suspiciously.
“That’s where most of our energy is trapped,” Clara explained. That’s why we must release those memories first!

“Do you want the men you’ve had to continue feeding off your energy? Do you want those men to grow stronger as you grow stronger? Do you want to be their source of energy for the rest of your life? No. It seems to me you don’t understand the importance of the sexual act or the scope of recapitulation.”

With the authoritative voice of a teacher enlightening the neophyte, she explained that women, more than men, are the true supports of the social order and that in order to fulfill this role, they have been uniformly educated throughout the world to be subservient to men.
“It doesn’t matter whether they are bought directly from the slave market or courted and loved,” she emphasized. “Their fundamental purpose remains the same: to feed, protect, and serve men.”
Clara looked at me to assess, as it seemed to me, whether I was following her reasoning. I thought I was, but my basic reaction was that her entire premise seemed flawed.
“That may be true in some cases,” I agreed, “but I don’t think it’s possible to make such sweeping generalizations as to include all women.”
Clara vehemently disagreed.
“The diabolical aspect of women’s subservient position is that it doesn’t seem to be simply a social prescription,” she declared, “but a fundamental biological imperative.”
“Wait a minute, Clara,” I protested. “Where did you get that from?”
She explained that each species has a biological imperative to perpetuate itself and that nature provides the ideal tools to ensure the fusion of feminine and masculine energies occurs in the most efficient manner. She asserted that in the human realm, while the primary function of intercourse is procreation, it also has a secondary, hidden function, which is to ensure the continuous flow of energy from women to men.
Clara placed such emphasis on the word “men” that I was forced to ask, “Why do you say that as if it only happened one way? Doesn’t sexual intercourse involve an equal exchange of energy between man and woman?”
“No,” she replied emphatically. “Men deposit specific lines of energy in women’s bodies. They’re like luminous tapeworms that move around inside the uterus, sucking out the energy.”
“That definitely sounds sinister,” I commented, humoring her.
She continued her exposition with complete seriousness.
“They’re placed there for an even more sinister reason,” she stated, ignoring my nervous laughter, “that is, to ensure that a constant supply of energy reaches the man who deposited them. These energy lines, established through intercourse, gather and steal energy from the female body, for the benefit of the man who left them there.”

“Women are the foundation for the perpetuation of the human species,” Clara replied. “Most of the energy comes from them, not only from gestating, giving birth, and feeding children, their offspring, but also to ensure that the man plays his proper role in this entire process.
Clara explained that this process, in the ideal case, ensures that the woman feeds her man energetically through the filaments he deposits in her body, so that the man develops a mysterious dependence on her on an ethereal level. This manifests itself in the man’s obvious behavior, returning again and again to the same woman in order to preserve his source of sustenance. In this way, Clara asserted, nature ensures that men, in addition to the immediate drive for sexual gratification, establish more permanent bonds with women.

“It’s bad enough for a man to leave energy lines in a woman’s body,” Clara continued, “although it is necessary to produce offspring and to ensure their survival. But carrying the energy lines of ten or twenty men within her, feeding on their luminosity, is more than anyone can bear. No wonder women can never raise their heads.”

IX
“You, like all women, have been deceived and forced into submission,” Clara declared. “And the saddest thing is that you find yourself trapped within this pattern, even if you don’t plan to procreate.”

X
She assured me that a deep and complete recapitulation allows us to become aware of what we wish to change by allowing us to observe our lives without deception. It grants us a momentary pause in which we can choose between accepting our habitual behavior or changing and eliminating it through the force of intent, before it completely ensnares us.

* Taisha Abelar or Anna Marie Carter, whose real name was Maryann Simko, was an American anthropologist and guru. She lived for twenty years with the Peruvian anthropologist and writer Carlos Castaneda (1925-1998) in Los Angeles, California. She was one of five “witches,” followers and lovers of Castaneda, who mysteriously disappeared in the desert on April 29, 1998 (two days after Castaneda’s death). They were Florinda Donner, Patricia Partin, Kylie Lundahl, and Talia Bey. Patricia Partin’s body was found in February 2006 in Death Valley, California.

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