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From Spiritual Awakening to Kundalini Rising: My Raw, Unfiltered Journey

  • mysterearts
  • Jul 12
  • 2 min read

I didn’t plan for this.

No one really does.


One moment, I was climbing the corporate ladder, measuring life by deadlines, titles, and annual appraisals. The next, everything began to disintegrate. What seemed like success turned into a silent implosion. My career began to fall apart not gradually, but all at once. And with it came a fear so intense, it felt like my heart would leap out of my chest. Anxiety gripped me day and night. Palpitations became normal. I was spiraling into what felt like a black hole.


That’s how my spiritual awakening began, with chaos.


I found myself diving deep into one healing modality after another inner child work, past life regression, childhood trauma release. There wasn’t a single day that didn’t reveal something buried, something painful. It felt never-ending, like peeling off layers I didn’t know existed.


Then, one night everything changed.


My Kundalini energy rose for the first time.


It was not the serene, blissful experience many describe. It was raw and physical. My body revolted - nausea, vomiting, diarrhea. I was dizzy, unable to lift my head, caught between a trance-like state and intense physical suffering. At that moment, I didn’t understand what was happening. It felt like my body was betraying me.


But in hindsight, I see it so clearly.


That night, my body was releasing toxins - emotional, energetic, and even physical debris stored in the darkest corners of my being. Especially in my gut, where so many of our unprocessed emotions silently live. The Kundalini energy, in its divine intelligence, was clearing blocks I didn’t even know I carried. It was intense because the energy was powerful, and my body wasn’t used to holding that vibration yet.


The nervous system gets overwhelmed when this kind of release happens suddenly. It isn’t just energy moving, it’s a storm of suppressed feelings rising to the surface. But as painful as it was, it was necessary. The energy was aligning me, rewiring me, preparing me for the next level of spiritual embodiment.


Eventually, the storm passed.


The discomfort eased, and my body began to sway rhythmically on its own. I wasn’t doing anything, it was the energy moving freely for the first time. I felt light, euphoric, deeply connected. It was as though something divine was flowing through me. That was my first real taste of bliss. Not the kind that comes from outside, but the kind that’s born from within, when energy finally finds its path.


This journey isn't linear. It’s raw. It breaks you open before it builds you up. But if you’re in the middle of your own spiral, your own disintegration, know this: You are not alone, and what feels like falling apart is sometimes just the beginning of awakening.





 
 
 

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