Journal 7/30/96: At our session on Sunday Dana Zia said I felt totally different. Deeper, more knowing, like I had passed some sort of initiation.
She saw the seed, the little green seed, as having expanded to fill my body. When she said that it seemed to me like the seed was a dried sponge that had been put into water and had filled out. I also had an image of my body filled with cavernous chapel places – like the side chapels in the large cathedrals we kept seeing in Europe. My bones are the structure of the cathedral – the hidden sacred places are filled with candles.