Shamana Ma

Under the Red Dome, Shakti speaks...

"Our lives are not our own. From womb to tomb, we are bound to others, past and present and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future." ~ Cloud Atlas

Under the Red Dome, Shakti speaks...

I exist, sharing the layers of consciousness... A head within a head within a head within a head within a head within a head within a head ... I have known this for a very long time. I drew this as a child, as Sharene Lee Lares, Sharing the Layers of consciousness.

I am she, that little girl. And I am old as the river of time, the River of Babylon. I am Queen Omega, the whore priestess drunk of the blood of the priests, the Kings, the saints and the martyrs. I am time... like the snake who devours its tail, I am here to share and reveal my tale.

I have many voices as I am many women, babbling through my waters, coursing through my veins, speaking through my dreams & surrounding me in my Temple.

I have been burned with fire while naked and I have been drowned by my lover’s hand. I have died and I have remembered union. I know how to speak my soul language and I allow other beings to speak through me.

I have fallen low, walked with thieves and I've been lifted high to converse with angels. I am sinner and I am saint. I know and remember what I have sacrificed that the world might be a better place. I have prayed and pleaded to hold on to my memories, to always remember that which I've been shown about this celestial glass dome.

I have seen what exists beyond the veils of the firmament. I have seen what travels inside the walls. I know some of what have been tests, trials and lessons in the House of many mirrors and Mansions.

Time is my teacher, my father, my mother. And while I am Queen Omega, there is no end to my existence. I am a magical alien witch angel, also known as Queen Sheba. I glide in and out of the watchtower time... "each changing each from before." I borrow from here, I borrow from there, sewing the tapestry of timeless truths.

I have been studied behind the glass, tested and tracked. I have been allowed to wander wild - "a free spirit" watching while being watched. Know this, that I trust in "them", the watchers who watch the watchers. I call them my guides, these higher watchers, for they are my family, my ancestors, my friends who are ascended twinkling and winking in the night sky. Through them, I am told and shown how to create my fate, how to color in my scenes, how to redecorate.

I take mental snapshots of that which I wish to create and beam these visions in to my future fields to play within. Joyfully and willingly, I am at play in the fields of the Lord. God is everywhere and Goddess is in the details.

The Trumpets voice hath command, "Trust and surrender to me." ... Pushed underwater by an invisible hand, breathing in air divinely. Memories have flooded back, while time the illusion crumbles. And Natures truth to thee I stack, my faith and heart which fumbles, grasping and gasping for more, each changing each from before.

But what is mine and what is theirs or yours? What is the Divine mind which we all share?

In my life I have been called many things... all true. Yet what is truth but rivers of perception?

To channel this story, I have once again drawn my magic circle together, calling all my soul parts across space and time to be with me here now, to speak through me and share your layer. I include in my Circle some powerful priestesses who surround me in current and past day, all whom have their own perceptions in this cosmic play. They will speak in their own voices and tell of their parts: Dakinis, friends, family and Lucy.

Yes, "Lucy in the Sky with diamonds"... my grandmother. She has an important role. She showed me the path of vision. She led me to my other grandmother, the Queen of the Forest.

I love you all, as I love my many selves. I love the Moon we share and under the fullness of her light which now shines, I begin to open to the telling of this journey. May we be blessed, protected and guided. May we come together as one under the Red Dome, inside of Shakti, bringing our stones and stories to lay bare.

In Holy Love to all my relations,

Queen Love of the Forest, Shamana Ma Shivakti Shaktiva Queen Sheba Sharene

Or simply, Queen Omega

"Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream... merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily - Life is but a dream."

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The Queen of the Forest & the Wish-fulfilling Jewel Flower

“Shall Time’s best jewel in Time’s chest lie hid, or who its’ beauty shall forbid?” William Shakespeare

From the vault of the Heavens, Light whispers his poetry through the lilac indigo skies of time in blissful waves of undulating, rhythmic vibrations: trancing, dancing, begging, “Wake up my Queen and sing with me. Pour out your sweet ambrosia nectar and may the world in its infancy drink our visions of Divinity, Holy Love and Remembrance.”

She is clothed with a raiment of flowers; perfumed of rose, jasmine, gardenia. Her wings made of iridescent light suspend her between the realms, while the Sun shines from her eyes and the moon rests at her feet, the sparkle of infinite starlight cascade behind her. Ancient, Wise, Magical, Weaver of Worlds, Sacred Creatress: Grandmother Aya, the Queen of the Forest. She breathes and dreams in the ancient Rainforest trees.

I commune with her on the Bridge of my heart, in the Land of Truth. She’s been here since the beginning and shall be until the end of days, for there is no end to her existence. She is pure Divine Light, Supreme Love emanation, found deep within.

She changes everything she touches, and everything she touches changes, Great Grandmother of transformation. Her cauldron stirs the heat of passions, the anguish of sorrows, the pleas for healing, the striving and thirst for knowledge and purpose.

She transmits, teaches and reveals a profound respect for life and for all of Creation. She is the deep ceremony of reflection. She offers fruits from the Divine to the Divine, shining precious gems. She is the wish-fulfilling jewel flower here in the garden and it is she who gave us this fine stone, this diamond of illumination.

She is the Holy Grail. She is the Goblet. She is the Wine. She is the Eternal Well, the infinite stream.

In silence it is she who shows the path and teaches me the Language of my Soul, where my words are symbols of Creation and my movements are Mudras of navigation. She shows me how to decode and unlock the myriad of chambers wherein thy Soul’s been kept. I release, I let go, I open.

I savor the honeyed bliss breath of my soul. I savor the crystal clarity of my mind. I rest in vivid awareness, while savoring all emotions which arise. I taste the highest pleasure and then let it go when it’s gone.

It is she who transformed my life in to a Shamanic Temple Tarot Ballad. And it is She, wise beautiful timeless crone within, whose healing rivers pulse through my veins as the Vine of my Soul speaks:

From the dark night of the Soul carried out of the abyss,

I surrender to thee in the Temple of Bliss!

From the deep Emerald Forest out to the vast Celestial Sea,

I follow the chorus to live Holy Love’s Great Mystery.


Here am I, muse, I’ve forgotten so long-

singing thy will in poetic-verse-song to thee in the Mansions

and Mirrors of radiant light,

romancing thy power, thy glory, thy essence, thy might.


I’ve remembered my Beloved’s sweet place,

Beheld thy Beloved’s timeless dear face-

Embraced the flowers in the garden divine,

Reveling delight in thou mine and I thine.


Dear Grandmother, give me Strength to say what is right

Of truth, honor, passion and thou holy sight.

Allow me moral courage and Force of Will

To perceive Supreme energy and thy essence fulfill:

As Goddess Artemis, Durga, tamer of the Lion-

We’ll journey together to the Temples of Zion

And receive Holy Baptism from the Eternal Well

To believe and to see both Heaven and Hell.


For THIS I remember of my tender heart’s swoon,

The blast of light and the hummingbird’s tune.

My path half bound with shade and struggling free,

While my Love singing by an azure Sea!


Brought to the heavens in a Lightning Rod.

Brought to the foot of thee who is God.

Remembering my steps, remembering my place,

Accepting the gifts of this holy space.


This I remember of the golden stairs;

The dissolving world of woes and cares,

The evolving world of Faith and Love

Unfolding and blossoming to the Light above.

Sweet nectar flowing in a Fountain Divine,

The buzzing of Angels to bring thee to thine.

Quivering and Trembling, ecstatic and free,

Blissfully aware of the powers that Be.


Bathed in Remembrance

while clothed in a raiment of Light,

Then sent back to earth to speak Truth

of God’s Might.

Here are my words,

herein lies my Story,

I pray it befitting to thy Eminent Glory!”

The Universe is my Temple and the whole of existence, my church. In each breath I give thanks and with every beat of my heart I am driven by Truth. In fear and with desire, in agony and in ecstasy I am inspired by the magnificent brilliance of Being.

I honor my body as a vessel for Cosmic Christ communion, experiencing my sacred reality granted me as a gift. Bit by bit, I clean and shine the many facets of my diamond, that I may radiate and sparkle in divine perfection. Jai Ma!

I choose for Existence to use me in whatever ways serve my highest alignment. I am available. I am here to learn. With humbleness I pray to be of purpose, to live a life that is justified.

We all have the keys. The weight of each person’s talent is upon them.

I pray to illuminate and create through me pure love, that I may be worthy to sit at thy lotus feet of the Mother, to drink the nectar of her compassion and be immersed in the well of living waters.

Supreme happiness abides in pure awareness. I free myself of my past that I may press “pause” and slip out of time awareness into the larger vastness of divine truth, into the majestic oneness of all that is eternal.

I surrender up myself to this Light which burns a holy fire in my heart: guiding me toward divine union, Holy Love. I am a star in my own reality and while “All the world’s a stage”, the Diamond essence within reveals that God is the only audience to perform for. I give credit to the Father of Creation, to the “Pa”, I honor him.

Grandmother I drink your medicine, the vines with the tender grape, and I heal myself. I reclaim my innocence. I reclaim my inner sense. I accept myself as pure and whole forever. I embrace Bodhichitta, the excellence of the awakened heart.

The time of the singing of birds is come. We, children of the divine tree, children of the Sun and of the stars, are converging to call together our tribe under the Universal umbrella of Holy Love. We are all Love recreating itself.

I listen to all the members of my family tree.

The answers will come. I must not rush. We are here, after-all, in Eden. The petals of the flower open slowly. Fragrant, full of mystery from the dark depths of which that flower was seeded. All people have divine beauty seeded in their flower. I must be a good gardener. I must work with those who know how to grow love in the soil for generations to come.

I must practice kindness and speak a loving language. I must let go of control and trust in divine control. It’s great to make plans and destinations but also to stay open to the cosmic detours.

I must learn to live in compassion, embracing forgiveness and always to realize, “If you spot it, you got it!” Whatever faults I see in others are those lessons for me to learn and actualize awareness of.

In the infinity of space where the presence of God vibrates on Hummingbird wings, the divine beings illustrate through the visions as I am shown to live in the heart, not mind. I am shown to look both ways.

I am a part of the infinite I am. I create my fate through the irresistible power of divine magnetism. With the silent vibrations of my mind, I invite the Master Light Current to carry me in a Holy Ark toward the manifestation of my highest dreams.

Let whatever needs to come come, give and be given, take and be taken, that I may realize my existence.

Rei Jagube e Mamae Rainha - From the Forest across the Sea.

I am the Flower of the Waters and all wishes fulfilled through me.

Written By Shamana Ma Sharene

Artwork by Mariela de la Paz

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"Shamana Ma engages us with the immediate urgency of being alive. Her Tigress gait leads us thru the jungles of sensual abundance, by a masterful prowess to hunt for love in all of its glitter and fur, to jump and bite thru into the tender fire source of juice and joy. Again and again, leading thru the ancient gateways of the eternal lesson: to hunt and ravish our hearts desire until … we have finally found our greatest belonging … ourselves, lying naked and delicately alive on the fertile ground of truth." Michael G

Embracing the Unknown, I am a true dakini, the embodiment of the goddess, a high priestess of sacred truth, a Shamana Ma priestess and healer.

I have trained in the sacred healing arts for the past 25+ years. My studies range ~ spanning from Religious Studies, Philosophy, Shamanism, Yoga, Healing, Bodywork, and Tantra.

I offer myself as a guide, as a muse, as a vessel for Love. I create a safe space for you to be your true self, to be met and mirrored, to surrender with the unfolding, the tender soul’s blossoming, where I offer my authentic self and my heart to you.