Let’s not quarantine ourselves!

Dear Ones,

What does this intriguing title could possibly mean?

To those of us walking on and off the road …

While reading the French news yesterday, I learned of a sad turn of events: the baby oak tree that the French presidential couple had offered to the US presidential couple, and that they had planted together on April 23, 2018, died.

It died and therefore no longer is.

Not because of improper care; but because of human-enforced rules and regulations.

Those that do not permit entry of agricultural products on US soil unless they are quarantined for a certain period of time. And our little oak tree didn’t survive this period of being cut off from a nourishing environment.

I’m sure you understand the metaphor by now.

What could “cutting ourselves from a nourishing environment” (or quarantining ourselves) mean in/on our spiritual paths?

We will ponder the question and gather on Thursday to honor the memory of this little tree—a casualty of the ‘human need to control its environment.’

Here is the French website where you can read the news:

https://www.lci.fr/international/etats-unis-le-chene-plante-a-la-maison-blanche-par-emmanuel-macron-et-donald-trump-est-mort-2123527.html

Here is the link to the Facebook invitation:

https://www.facebook.com/events/2043868102583520/

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The eye of a new storm?

Dear Ones,

Yesterday, Sunday, I came across the expression ‘the eye of the storm’ twice, in two different countries, two different languages. No relation whatsoever between the two locations or the people using those words.

How interesting!

Yet one person mentioned, in relation to the storm, the need to ground ourselves at center point. Or zero point, if you will—OUR center point.

This prompted me to look into the meaning of such a phenomenon.

“The eye of the storm is the only peaceful part of the hurricane. Getting through the eye wall is the dangerous part, as is exiting the eye, again through the eye wall. The center of low pressure in the storm is the eye. The lower the central pressure, the fiercer the storm, and the higher the winds – nevertheless, the eye is calm and peaceful.

Outside the eye, it’s hell on wheels.”

Why is it called the eye of the storm?

“Skies are often clear above the eye and winds are relatively light. It is actually the calmest section of any hurricane. The eye is so calm because the now strong surface winds that converge towards the center never reach it.”

Is it safe in the eye of the storm?

“The eye is a region of mostly calm weather at the center of strong tropical cyclones. The eye of a storm is a roughly circular area, typically 30–65 kms (20–40 miles) in diameter. It is surrounded by the eyewall, a ring of towering thunderstorms where the most severe weather and highest winds occur.”

https://www.quora.com/Why-is-the-eye-of-a-storm-so-dangerous

And somehow the word ‘new’ came as icing on the cake—as if it were to make spiritual sense.

Is something brewing, dear Ones?

Facebook invitation:

https://www.facebook.com/events/803293856724269/

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Our own responsibility

Dear Ones,

Now that we’ve considered the road that may lie ahead of us, let’s talk about our personal responsibility. Perhaps a responsibility to walk that road, together, or perhaps to travel on our own, off the beaten path, off the road.

There are a multitude of opportunities ahead of us and no two are similar—it is primarily a question of what is, or who is, calling us.

A journey of personal exploration if you will.

This morning, I came across a passage from Pathway to Bliss, a book by mythologist Joseph Campbell, that I quoted in response to a blog post more than five years ago. It may not be coming back by pure coincidence and it feels like the perfect quote to support and illustrate this week’s theme.

I will let you consider how this applies to each and everyone of us, regardless of where we stand … at the beginning of the road.

The chapter is Personal Myth.

“There are something like 18 billion cells in the brain alone. There are no two brains alike; there are no two hands alike; there are no two human beings alike. You can take your instructions and your guidance from others but you must find your own path, just like one of Arthur’s knights seeking the Grail in the forest.

It is this quality of the Occidental spirit that strikes other cultures as so silly and romantic. What is it we are questing for? It is the fulfillment of that which is potential in each of us. Questing for is not an ego trip; it is an adventure to bring into fulfillment our gift to the world, which is yourself.

There’s nothing you can do that is more important than being fulfilled. You become a sign, you become a signal, transparent to transcendence; in this way, you will find, live and become a realization of your own personal myth.”

Page 108

Here is the link to the Facebook invitation:

https://www.facebook.com/events/1268457846663378/

 

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The road ahead of us

What is, and where is the road ahead of us, dear Ones?

It feels like this road is not clearly delineated.

And, honestly, why would it be?

What matters is that it does exist, somewhere in the not so distant future.

Interestingly, the feeling of the week is flatness.

Not flatness of the landscape, or the road, but flatness in terms of the absence or scarcity of signs, insights and signals.

And that is strange, after so much surface activity in the past few weeks.

Come to think of the road and travel, I came across a beautiful story yesterday.

That of Aegidus, or Giles, a Greek sage and healer, living in southern France in the early part of the 8th century. He selected two wooden doors during his visit to the papal city—”two doors engraved with the likeness of Saint Peter.” Upon his request, the pope happily donated these doors, so that they could adorn the facade of Aegidus’ abbey in the south of France. Yet he didn’t know how to bring them back and therefore had them dropped into the river that flows through Rome, the Tiber. And, somehow, they found their way Home.

Just like we are finding our way Home, dear Ones…

…despite any clear sight of the road ahead.

 

Here is the full story, for your perusing.

Then on a certain day, when he was earnestly in prayer in St Peter’s monastery, he saw therein two doors that were made of cypress wood and were engraved with the apostle’s likeness. These he asked for also from the pope for his monastery’s adornment and for a pledge of true love and the pope assented to this happily. Then the man of God did not know how he would bring them home to his monastery but trusted their journey to God’s direction, and commanded them to be brought to the Tiber and thrown in there, and it was so done. And when the Romans saw this, it seemed to them a great wonder that the precious treasures which God’s man had wanted such be so carelessly lost. But the pope understood and knew all about this, that Giles did it through the will of the lord.

Also after this, Giles earnestly took his leave of the pope because he had to go home to his monastery since he had understood all that pleasing to his lord. They commended their lives and their souls to almighty God and gave each other a kiss of peace and so parted with true love.

Then God’s darling Giles went out of Rome, home to his monastery, and when he came to the town of… he rested there for three days because he was very weary after such a great journey. And he healed there a cripple who was all crooked after many years. He left that town with a happy mind and as soon as he came home to his monastery, then men made known to

him that there had arrived at the shore two doors wonderfully and beautifully engraved, that were without a ship and without any man’s means of getting them there. When the blessed Giles heard this, he became very happy and gave great thanks to his lord that he had sent there such precious treasures unharmed, though they were often driven into the sea and often passed over many sand beds and suffered many difficulties because of the many havens, and yet unharmed they arrived through God’s mercy.

God’s man then went to the riverside where the holy things had come up and he commanded that they were brought into the monastery with great honor, and he commanded them to be raised up in there for adornment and for the need of the monastery that men would know for ever after by these tokens about the monastery’s freedoms which he had received from the pope.

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A freedom of Liberation

This is how I felt, dear Ones, after waking up from a comfy nap this evening, Saturday.

Liberated.

And yet no dream I can remember, and no palpable astral travel.

How can we possibly feel liberated after sleep?

And what sleep are we talking about here?

Perhaps a strange, inoculating sleep that has lasted for millennia….

I will let you explore, dear Ones, I will let you ‘research’ the feeling, so to speak.

The feeling of waking up, the feeling of liberation…

The times we are entering now have never been waded and yet, they seem to feel so familiar.

How can this be?

And where are we, dear Ones?

What is this new human adventure about?

If not … liberation itself.

PS: I just now realize I wrote a “freedom” of Liberation in the title when I was thinking of a “feeling” of Liberation. How uncanny!

And so it is, a freedom of Liberation!

Link to the Facebook invitation:

https://www.facebook.com/events/363635817601231/

 

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A story of spiritual excavation, both collective and personal

Dear Ones,

It is my sense that something is afoot, something large, brilliant, magnificent; something that will shatter every corner of our little earth; of our mental earth, in the first place.

And the month May may very well be the month when IT erupts.

Eruption and excavation aren’t far apart. The former may be more inner-driven, and the latter more externally-supported, yet they are both symbols of freshness, of something at work, despite the disruption they may cause. Perhaps the end result of a process.

And so it happens that my sensing got echoed this evening by the words I both heard and read in this April 22nd narrative.

I won’t spoil the whole story, yet the title may reveal quite a bit:

“Unearthing the Earth’s Golden Buddha ~ And Our Own.”

It is the story of a few monks excavating a Golden Buddha that has been dormant—read covered by clay—for eons. It has been dormant until one day, one curious monk bent down and caught a glimpse of the golden light shining through one crack.

You may already understand how this story applies to our lives, shining that they are from the depth of our Divine Nature. Because of the Light we All carry within.

I won’t say any more and will invite you to read this seven-page document or listen, if you are more of an auditory learner, to this 26-minute narrative.

https://frequencywriter.com/may-2019-energy-update-something-big-is-coming/

It says it beautifully, and quite succinctly at the same time. And mystically, the word that shone through, both in this message and in my morning tarot journal, is “revealing/revealed.”

That is the order of the day, the order of the month, and may IT be revealed.

Here are just a few lines to whet your appetite.

“There’s a New Sheriff in town that governs all of the cellular and soulular functions of the New Earth . . . and that leader . . . is The Light.  The Pure and Infinite Light of Source Energy in All Time.  That is who is returning.  That is who is revealing itself through the cracks in the stones of your lives and your structures all over the world.”

Here is the link to the Facebook invitation, which contains the Zoom link:

https://www.facebook.com/events/2359449734118024/

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Destruction, transition and transformation

Dear Ones,

At the beginning of this post-Easter week, I am reflecting on the meaning of a few coalescing points in my day to day life. Nothing extraordinary; life as it flows on a Monday morning, through various means of observing and taking it in.

 

 

My picking the Tower card (XVI) this morning in my tarot deck; one week after fire struck the backbone of Notre-Dame. I noticed the human face of the Tower, once it is reversed, shedding tears of fire, breathing fire, with a beard of fire and smoke coming out of its ears. Cleansing signs, these are.

Here is one description I found for the card:

The Tower card depicts a high spire nestled on top of a mountain. A lightning bolt strikes the tower which sets it ablaze. Flames are bursting in the windows and people [a man and a woman] are jumping out of the windows as an act of desperation. They want to escape the turmoil and destruction within. The Tower is a symbol for the ambition that is constructed on faulty premises. The destruction of the tower must happen in order to clear out the old ways and welcome something new. Its revelations can come in a flash of truth or inspiration.

Where does this lightning bolt come from? We would like to assume it is only external—the diseases of the world we live in—but isn’t it inner as well? An inner bolt of realization that something is dying and, therefore, changing, morphing, transitioning.

Perhaps what needs to crumble before our very eyes is this sense of so-called democracy, a false sense of freedom, manipulated that we are, left and right, by various agents. An assault on our beliefs, from time immemorial. The words I read this morning from The Reappearance of the Christ rang true.

“When true freedom covers the earth, we shall see the end of tyranny—politically, religiously and economically. I am not here referring to modern democracy as a condition which meets the need, for democracy is at present a philosophy of wishful thinking and an unachieved ideal. I refer to that period which will surely come in which an enlightened people will rule; these people will not tolerate authoritarianism in any church or totalitarianism in any political system; they will not accept or permit the rule of any body of people who undertake to tell them what they must believe in order to be saved or what government they must accept. When the people are told the truth, and when they can freely judge and decide for themselves, we shall then see a much better world.”

These words seem to be truer today than in 1947, the year The Reappearance of the Christ was published.

How far are we, really, from this “much better world?”

Deep down in our hearts, we know it is coming. Out of the rubble of the Tower, regardless of the significance we attribute to this people-erected symbol.

Isn’t there a saying that goes along the line of “What goes up must [one day] go down?”

And finally, this knocking of transformation, before my very eyes, as our son brought home two caterpillars this weekend. He had to observe the transformation process and couch it on a piece of paper.

Transformation couldn’t be any closer, dear Ones. And it is, primarily, within each of us, as the society we breathe in transforms itself into whatever form of butterfly wants to see the Light.

How far are we, again, from rebirthing this new world of ours?

The days feel numbered to me, for whatever reason.

You can access the Facebook invitation here:

https://www.facebook.com/events/626412977785015/

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