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The Serpent Wheel
A continental African initiatory wheel.

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​​​You are reading this because something in you already knows...

not what it knows...

not yet

but the knowing is there.

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The Serpent Wheel does not offer healing.

It offers initiation.

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These are not the same thing.

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Healing suggests something is broken.

Initiation suggests something is ready.

If you are finding this page, it is because you are ready - or you are becoming ready - for the next layer of who you already are. 

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You may have a sense that the work you have done so far has been real, but incomplete...

a sense that in all your doing, you still have not yet got 'there'

but you don't even know where 'there' is.

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If that is what brought you here...

you are in the right place.

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This work is not for everyone

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The Serpent Wheel is demanding.

She will ask things of you that no amount of readiness fully prepares you for.

She moves at the pace of life, not at the pace of a course or programme.

There are no shortcuts through the directions.

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Not everyone who arrives at the threshold is ready.

Not because they are lacking, but because readiness has its own timing.

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The Wheel calls

You.

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THE FOUR DIRECTIONS AND THE CENTRE

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 This wheel has been walked on the land.

That does not mean you have to, and it is not a condition, every journey is unique.

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In the creation and evolution of this Wheel, each direction has been walked, physically across Africa

it has been walked multiple times,

it has been walked across decades,

in the body, on the earth,

in genuine encounter with the land itself.

This is not metaphor.

It is embodied.

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I am called 

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NORTH​

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Egypt

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Guardian: Quetzacoatl - the feathered serpent, solar and serpentine.

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The weight of everything that formed you, met with the self that will not be reformed by it. Family. Culture. Religion. Expectation.

 

Everything that shaped you before you had a language to consent to being shaped. The North does not ask you to reject these things - it asks you to stand in them, fully formed, and discover that you are not what they made you.

 

Here, in the fiery breath of the feathered serpent, identities are burned away - not violently, but inevitably. What you were told you were, believed you needed to be in order have a place in the world will fall and what remains is the self that existed before all the shaping began. â€‹

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Here you find out who you actually are.

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SOUTH​

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South Africa

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Guardian: The Green Serpent, the shedding one, the keeper of renewal.

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The great shedding. Confession. The giving to the earth of what can no longer be carried.

 

The threshold condition of the South is the â€‹genuine arrival at:

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I have tried everything and I am still not free. 

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Futility is the doorway. The South opens when you stop trying to open it.

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In this direction you learn to hold the truth of who you are without flinching. 

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You learn to build your own fortified inner temple of guardians and to build your relationship with both the spiritual and sacred mundane worlds.

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WEST​

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Ghana

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Guardian: The Jaguar​​

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The West asks the hardest thing of you - not to shed what you no longer need, but to stand in what you created and take full responsibility for your thread.​

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Your deepest fears may show up - often in the faces of those you love most or the things you hold dear.

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Here you will learn to work with the Fates, the cosmic powers who spin, weave, measure and cut the fabric of life. You will learn to work with them to petition them for resolution, for confrontation and weaving new possibilities.

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The Golden Key is found here. 

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​EAST​

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Kenya

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Guardian: The Wild Raptor - the African Fish Eagle - whose cry sounds like freedom itself.

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This is the threshold of what has not yet become.

 

Receiving the torch.​ 

 

Discovering you have been generating the light yourself all along.

 

The East is unmediated - it has no map - here you map your own territory. 

 

Pure possibility. The direction of riding the current and moving with absolute precision when the moment arrives.

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CENTRE​

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Lake Victoria

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The Source of the Nile ~ The equatorial still point ~ The void around which everything else turns.

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You can not go to the centre first. You must walk the circumference before the centre becomes accessible. 

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This is not a rule.

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This is simply how it works.

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Each direction is a doorway, each direction has a threshold of initiation.

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The Centre is not completion.

It is transmission.

The Invitation

You have probably tried a lot of things. Some of them worked. Some of them worked for a while. Some of them gave you a language for what you carry, or tools that helped you function better, or even moments of genuine opening that you return to. 

And yet you are here, still seeking.

Not because those things failed you, but because something in you knows that what you are looking for has not been found yet. Not fully. Not in the place it actually lives.

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The Serpent Wheel is not another thing to try.

It is an initiation.

Which means it is not something done to you, or for you, but something you walk through,

with intention.

Something that asks everything of you, in the particular direction your life is already pointing. Something that does not end when the session ends, because it is not a session.

It is a threshold and once crossed you are forever changed on the other side of it.

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We begin before the Threshold - a meeting, an alignment. If the Threshold opens you will know. 

It is not a subtle thing.

If something in you has been reading this as recognition, rather than as information, you perhaps, are ready. 

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