Becoming Adama

Visions from the borderlands of sanity

I am Adama. At least that is the truth of me. It is the name of my soul, and the name given to me by the medicine in January 2020, when I first sat with Grandmother at Spirit Quest.

Adama is the Hebrew spelling of my middle name, Adam, which means Earth, or more accurately, he who receives Mother. My given name is Zachary Adam Horn. Zachary means “God Remembers” in Hebrew, and Horn is a beautiful old Celtic surname found throughout Ireland, Britannia, Scotland, and western Europe.

Who am I? It depends on what you see. I encourage you to call me whatever feels most true.

Most of the time I am simply Zachary. When I’m at the gym I am Zach. But sometimes around ceremony and on auspicious occasions the truth of me shines through my human foibles and I am seen and known as Adama.

I am coming to know myself in truth as Adama. I know who I am and how I serve. I am a warrior of justice and truth, defender of Dharma, and lover of Maka.

It is an odd thing to realize ones self as a dragon. Stranger even than realizing ones self as God. Yet that is the truth of me at the archetypal level of being.

I am a creature of light and shadow, of fire and ice. I am a being of great opposing forces held in balance by wisdom and love.

At my best, when I hold myself in the light, I am loving, wise, powerful, and benevolently in service to the good of all.

When I fall into shadow I become cold, arrogant, power-hungry, and self serving.

I am a holder of many lineages and have been here for a very long time.

That is the truth of me revealed over many ceremonies and witnessed by those closest to my heart.

To say one is a dragon will sound unhinged to most ears. I must admit. It is a preposterous claim.

I still inhabit a human body after all, and do not yet breathe fire or fly. My skin is thick, and my blood runs colder than most. But I’m still a precocious monkey most of the time.

I have traversed time, space, and infinite lifetimes to remember who I am, and yet the work has just begun. But an inflection point has been reached. Past, present & future have become one with the Eternal Now.

We are in the midst of the Harvest of many ages. Wheat is being separated from chaff and chaff is falling to the ground to be recycled by time. While the wheat is ground and made into the Bread of Life.

The Harvest is now.

The time of prophecy has come. The city on the hill is under siege, and the old temple shall be restored.

The Great Dragon has returned and all shall be purified in the fires of wisdom, truth, and love.

This is the downing of the New Age. Armageddon is upon us, and it isn’t what we’ve been taught. It is simply a final confrontation with the evil of our own hearts and the reclaiming of all of our prior creations in truth. It is the great purification, that is making way for the return of Christ Consciousness, which is being born through each of our awakening hearts.

These things are hard to believe. I wouldn’t have believed them but a short time ago. Yet this is the vision that has been given to me. Only time will tell if it is an insight into truth, or a mirage of my uncooked karma.

Such insights into reality cannot be held by any single individual. When we wander in visionary spaces we approach the borderlands of sanity of consensus reality. The burden of prophecy, held alone and unseen by others, is enough to drive the lone oracle mad.

Visions must be witnessed by others and anchored into consensus reality by community to take form.

That is why I share these things with you now - knowing that some will think I am mad - or worse - a messiah.

But I must expose myself to the light of day and the scrutiny of others. I must subject myself to criticism and ego inflation. It is only by bearing witness that I will be able to remain true to the road before me, turning neither left nor right, remaining true to the straight and narrow path.

I have shared many things. My name is Adama, though you may call me whatever you like. I am a dragon, though I wear human flesh and cannot breathe fire or fly.

Armageddon is upon us. The Harvest is now. Christ Consciousness has returned and a New Earth is being born.

Yet I will immerse myself in the mundane and practical aspects of life. I will go to work, do my job as impeccably as I can, enjoy my hobbies, family, and friends, and strive always to hold myself in the light and serve the good of all.

As much as we like endings - good, bad, or ugly - reality doesn’t work that way. The sooner we disabuse ourselves of the notion that there is a terminal point to conscious awareness the better.

Each of us walks the infinite path and is a child of eternity. Ascension is an evolutionary process without end.