Karon writes...

My ‘waking up process’ started at a young age. It didn’t make my path any easier, it simply was what my soul wrote to experience. As an adult and after years of spiritual practice, countless workshops, darshans, teachers and books, at times meditating so long my butt grew numb and chanting so much I thought I would pass out for lack of oxygen, my life sucked.

Like many people I have met in cities across America, I was doing everything that I was supposed to do to change my life, and nothing was changing. I was frustrated and angry with God - and you know God was hearing from me a lot during those days – because I thought God wasn’t answering my prayers. We are on much better terms now, I’m happy to tell you. But my life sucked and I knew it wasn’t supposed to be that way. I knew that the struggle wasn’t a true reflection of my Divine Nature.

In those days, divorced, I had no savings, no credit, and an old car. I was self-employed, but the ‘employed’ part of that equation wasn’t true. Friends were sending me care packages with food in them. One morning, my bathroom registered 47 degrees because I couldn’t afford to increase the heat. No shower that day! Frustrated and angry barely describes how it felt to be in that position.

And then one day, it all changed.

A male voice came into my room, a very large voice, as if there were dolby speakers around the perimeter, and said “There are 12 Keys for you to know”.

And then there was silence.

Now, I can tell you, I sat up in bed and yelled at the voice not to go before telling me what The 12 Keys were! Figuring, if it’s that important for some BIG voice to come and tell me about the existence of these mysterious Keys, surely he could give me a clue as to what they were. Nothing but silence followed. The next morning, I began an exhaustive search through my extensive metaphysical library looking for some mention of these Keys that when found, would magically lift me from my despair and struggle. Again, nothing but silence followed.

In November of 1995, a transformational trip with my spiritual family to Peru and Bolivia returned me home in a state of emptiness and spiritual readiness. I say emptiness, because it felt that I left most of my ego south of the equator, and readiness, because I was now open to receiving The Keys. They were given to me in mediation one day, one right after another. I could feel them move through me energetically, as if they had form, and I wrote them down without breaking the connection of the experience I was having.