Your awakening

[Sangheili94]

I've loved dragons my whole life, and for as long as I can remember. Out of all things I loved, Dragons came out on top. I thought of them as amazing, beautiful, fascinating and they just amazed me so much. I've had a bond with them my whole life, and now, I'm noticing it a lot more. Dragons are something I will have a bond with my whole life, and they will always be in my heart. I may not know what I believe in, but I believe in dragons, and I know they watch over me spiritually. How do I know that? Dreams, emotions, seeing and feeling things. What makes me think its all real? Because I know I don't have an obsession or anything that toys with my mind. Dragons are now and forever special to me, and forever will watch over me.

[Inuka23]

well, i have an other acount on an other site. the way i explaines (and asked if it was possible) was that when i was born i awakened. i knew i wasnt right at the age of six and know it was even before then when i knew. (its a little hard to explain). well, the people there say it is possible, but i dont think its common (or it may be rare) to be born awaken). so far everyone here seems to be dragon from what i read, im a canis of some sort. but i do feel that i have some kind of freind relation to alot of other creatures like dragons.

I'm not sure if I ever had an awakening. When I was a kid people used to give me no importance. I was a lone kid, I used to play alone, I had some playmates but I didn't seen them so often and I was in the lack of someone to talk to. I was born in a place where all the people was all the same, small city with closeminded people. Everything that wasn't being catholic, getting married at 20 years old and not even mention sexuality was tabu for them.
Elementary school was really difficult to me. People was not able to understand that I was a loner and most of the time I didn't wanted to share activities along with others, or playing. I liked to be alone and quiet, so that was enought reason to discriminate me.
My schoolmates were always bothering me; so I started to show my nature. I became violent, and that violence saved me and destroyed me and the scars of it stills hurts. People used to call me insane. I was a lot of adaptability problems because I didn't liked to be bothered and I had nervious breakdows. I used to threat my schoolmates with knives and once I throwed a rock in the head to one of them.
In highschool, after being really annoyed in the first year, I became even more violent in the second year.
I'm not so sure when or why, since I didn't used to do dragon-related stories, but I felt identified with those amazing beings. Dragons were the way to follow. Dragons were the superior beigns that guided me through my life. I started to be less violent and more intelligent. I learned to adapt to the society and to pretend to be a regular guy. I even became popular among schoolmates just for giving them the elementary attention. I learned to hide my true self when it was meaninless and show my true nature to those who were granted with the gift of understanding.
When I learned about otherkins I had troubles again. I was really hard for me to adapt to this circle, being from a different country and speaking a different language sometimes caused misundertandings. I became paranoid and got banned from lot of places. I hated otherkin and decided to move apart. Years passed, I recently moved to another place, to the end of the world, living by myself. I learned to be more patient and calm, and i also learned to understand people better. This travel really opened my eyes.


I have never felt otherkin. I never had a clear essense of my dragon self, or dreams... I'm not a spiritual person neither and I do not practice meditation or regresions at all. I was a guy that just decided to follow the path to become a dragon. But I'm not definetly a regular human neither, and the love I feel for dragons is great.
A month ago I was surfing on Deviant Art and I found a comic. After that comic I decided to be a dragon

This is the comic: http://cyaneus.deviantart.com/art/Wh...0239700&qo=149


I still deal with the scars of childhood and with a lot of conflicts, but I'm much better than before.

[drazion6690]

never seen dragonheart, probably wont until collage. i have always had a fancy for them, but it was my cousin who really set me off on that road. for my 10th birthday i received a plastic dragon. every day since then i had been looking for dragons, mostly figures. i have 6 sculptures, but 8 dragons. i will post some pics of them soon. each year for my birthday i get a dragon related object, bookends, and most recently, a box. i travel around to garage sales "rescuing" dragons. almost all of them are ether old, broken, or damaged. but that makes them more special. i only make friends (out of school) who have that interest. i will tell them about draconika.

[thought on a wind]

DISCLAIMER: My path through life has as of yet has proven to be extremely interesting to say the least. In the course of my Air Force career I'd needed psychological evaluations as a requirement for the sort of things I worked on, also had to go through one when my friend was murdered because I definitely came a bit unglued, either way. They deemed me "sane" each time, although, that doesn't stop me from feeling nuts.

Because of this and the things I may recount on occasion may seem extremely crazy or unfounded, I have named my magickal or mystical path Sacred Insanity. What follows is naught but a dry taste I suppose:

I sort of knew my whole life really. Although I wasn't as conscious of it at first after my parents started to indoctrinate me. I had a burning pull that dragged me up to higher levels each time I'd fall deeper. This core reminded me that mind and strength were not synonymous with body, and many times, when being picked on in school it'd come out and I'd find myself elevated to some other form if me but alien somehow. I'd slip into it spiritually and mentally and either survive the fight with minimal damage or beat the aggressor.

Rage, of course, is only a small part of a bigger whole and any time as I was younger that the thought of being dragon passed through my head, I dismissed it, almost instantly, not many parents will tell you it's healthy to think you are something other than human on the inside, let alone if deep within you FEEL such a way. So, I locked it away and chocked myself off as a sinner who's being deceived and going mad (no offense to anyone religious, just I lived in a hyper religious family/region and almost everything seemed to be a sin).

As I started my teen years, I all but closed that side of me off, as well as the side of myself that kept me in sync with the wonderful wild rolling forests of my childhood.

Yet, as it stands we truly cannot escape who we are after all, and sooner or later I started to reopen first to mother nature and her wild Magick and then started to hear the call of dragon too. Which pulled more at me the older I got. While meditating one day, on an Air Force Base in a park located in New Mexico, as my psychic side was opening up again, I started to hear a rumbling in my gut that wasn't from chow hall "food", there was a higher message sent to me that day, one personal and private, but important to the topic, my eyes opened and I saw a part of my self staring back at me and felt my claws and scales as I saw them. I couldn't tell you which one I was because strangely, I was both somehow.

There are many other things I've since encountered like the urge to find my mate and create/guard our clutch, scaring a gang off by simply running towards them while in that state. Healing myself and others too as if by magic while in my dragon state. Channeling my roar into a microphone to enhance the metal our band played and, more recently as I've looked to healing the land and peoples I encounter I seem to feel my scales and fangs, claws, tail and wings fullest when removing or cleansing exceedingly nasty but supposedly forgotten astral/etheric nasties.

There's more, and though my post is a tad long I don't feel I've said a fraction of the story of my awakening, save that I'd known myself as dragon well before knowing of the term dragon kin or awakening.

As far as the metaphysical stuff mentioned above, I told the raw side of the energy, there were physical "mundane" correlations too, and though they were not mentioned they are just as relevant. One must balance the two after all.

As I said at the beginning, I say at the close, thus far life has proven to be very interesting indeed, from delivering a dead friend from purgatory to being a hairs width away from deaths grasp multiple times. From encountering and removing demons to sitting in traffic, preparing for another uncertain day at a job that is struggling to stay afloat. It's been strange, but I would not change a thing because it has allowed more deeply to feel my scales and what resides even deeper.

Finally, this is why I embrace the saying "Why do drugs when you can get stoned naturally by facing the truth?"