As we approach the vernal and autumnal equinoxes this Saturday, I thought the picture below would be a perfect illustration of the eternal dance between the Sun and the Moon, the day and the night, the light and the dark.
These are natural rotational phases that regulate our lives and that gives us ample time to regenerate ourselves.
The hourglass is indeed a beautiful metaphor for the passage of time and of the seasons, following assiduously a cycle that has gone on for eons.
Where will you be this Saturday and how will you honor or celebrate this transition?
Will it be a transition to a more inward-looking attitude in the northern hemisphere? And outward-looking, or nature-oriented in the southern hemisphere?
Below is some information from an astrology newsletter about the equinox. Its author is—interestingly named—Raquel Spring.
We are rapidly approaching the Autumn Equinox, which falls on either September 22nd or September 23rd, depending on your location in the world. The Equinox and Solstices serve as significant points in time when cycles are both marked and measured. Each time we pass through an Equinox or a Solstice, we usher in a new chapter.
After the retrogrades of Venus and Mercury, many are feeling a newfound sense of clarity and of completion. Now, we open up to a new chapter, brought about by the upcoming Autumn Equinox. This chapter will be marked by the entry of Black Moon Lilith into Virgo, followed by her opposition with Saturn, then a series of eclipses, and the concluding T-square formation involving Pluto in Capricorn and the Lunar Nodes.
Thanks to the Creator’s post (please see below), I was reflecting this morning on the notion of ‘acceptance’ and its twin sister, ‘non-acceptance.’ There are things and possibly people we can accept and there are others, possibly situations, that are simply unacceptable. Think of exploitation, for instance. If we let it happen, it can only create inner damage and possibly enrich (in whatever ways) the exploiter—be it a corporate boss, a politician, a religious leader or a friend.
Then, a compassionate thought arose and went to those families in the US that are split across the political divide; one member leaning Democratic and the other parent or spouse supporting the Republican agenda. It must be very difficult to survive such a chasm and perhaps the best tactic is to sweep that difference under a heavy rug—till the next election comes. I am fortunate not to be part of such a family. I know there are many and I am not sure acceptance does help in this case. Agreeing to disagree is a small step that doesn’t always bring peace.
And then my reflection moved to more personal feelings, thanks to this explanation from a Gene Key – Gene Key 22, Grace under Pressure.
Within this Gene Key, the progression goes from Dishonor (Shadow) – to Graciousness (Gift) – to Grace (Siddhi).
“Many so-called spiritual teachings suggest that you should subdue your negative emotional states in favor of sweeter, more virtuous frequencies. In fact, this is the basis of most of the great religions. But to subdue any state or feeling is to “dishonor” and distrust that feeling, which prevents acceptance.”
Acceptance and integration at play here? Or possibly questioning the origin of the emotion, in the first place, with fresh curiosity?
Having a negative thought doesn’t make one a bad person, does it? If it does, then we will all agree that the world is doomed!
This morning, I observed the formation and burgeoning of such a negative emotional state—irritation. One I have been consciously working on. And our son soon offered the perfect experiment.
It was 6:55, we were on our way to the bus stop and Alex was still strolling around, as if life was unfolding at his own pace. We arrived at the bus stop 30 seconds late, just as the school bus was leaving.
What happened to my friend ‘irritation?’
I could sense it, it was palpable and I wasn’t happy. Yet it didn’t burst into anger and died within minutes. It is what I call a “work in progress,” a great inner experiment and you can tell I have helpers (or irritators) close by.
Can you think of a similar situation when a ‘helper’ assisted you in your process of accepting [acknowledging] and perhaps assessing something you carry within?
Something that, at times, you may have difficulty to accept.
Knowing that—acceptance is key and yet, sometimes, it isn’t!
“Your spirituality, way of life and how you view your Earth plane existence is yours and yours alone. How you choose to honor The Universe and those within it is unique, beautiful and as individual as you. You may not agree with another person’s ideas on the subject and that is okay. Acceptance is key! This does not mean keeping your mouth shut if you witness something inherently wrong…it does mean allowing others to have their own beliefs systems without judgment. You may not agree but, then again, it is not your life, correct? Let this be the beginning of peace for yourself and everyone around you.” ~ Creator
I have come across a cascade or rainfall of synchronicities this afternoon, all within 30 minutes.
What is the probability of that happening in a fractured, broken, paralyzed world?
This cascade involved a person in Washington state, one in Alaska, an astrophysicist in New York city, an astrologer in France, and a nexus (yours truly) in Virginia.
A couple of days ago, I emailed our healing intention group, asking for intentions in a ‘fractured world.’
A person (in Washington state) took this offer to heart and made a suggestion this morning, acknowledging our fractured situation.
Early on in his speech, Tyson mentions the risk of ‘ossification’ for our students, a theme we addressed last week in our gathering. Later on, he says, “we are living in a very fractured world.”
At about the same time I was watching the video, the astrologer in France responds to one of my comments on her blogsite. It has to do with the successful landing of Indian spacecraft Chandrayaan-3 on the south side of the Moon. She wants to change a reference that I made and contacts me through the Ossification and Consciousness post that I wrote last week. How uncanny!
All this mystical communication, either about ossification or fracture, seems to refer to bones—and possibly an in-not-such-a-good-shape world.
Yet, the way it flowed this afternoon is simply extraordinary—as if the Divine, or anyone we may want to refer to—had a special, kind message to deliver.
Our world may be physically fractured and, paradoxically, in the process of hardening, many folks and organizations clinging on to the status quo; yet the spiritual part of who we are (the grassroots) seems to be well and alive. Alive and receptive!
Don’t you think so?
Perhaps, as I invited us to reflect, not as fractured as we would think?
We still have some juice, dear Ones, and it is carrying us forward and upward!
I usually do not post dreams on my blog, yet this one feels somewhat special.
It is not that dreams are too personal, it is that they are complicated to interpret, unaware that we are of the many variables that come into play in such an invigorating subterranean journey.
If there is one aspect I cannot fathom in this dream, it is the ‘marsh-thing,’ which came out very clear; both the word and the plot of water. Not that I could see it clearly though but its presence was felt and the vision was couched in a shell-word.
To fully appreciate what I am narrating here, one may have to be familiar with the Netflix series Locke & Key. Locke is the name of the family that moves into a gigantic house, the Key House, a few months after the death of the husband / father of three. They move coast to coast, from Seattle, Washington, to Matheson, Massachusetts.
‘Going into one’s head’ means that either Bode or Kinsey (sister and brother) use a lock in the back of their neck and a key Bode found in the house to unlock a hardly-accessible part of themselves. One version of them remains petrified while the other travels into another environment—a marsh perhaps—where things happen.
I had a long dream of befriending a young blond girl. I was visiting her parents right before Christmas. Their apartment was right below the roof of a building.
It was Christmas eve and I still needed to work; I worked in what looked like a marsh; a woman was my supervisor and she reminded me that Christmas eve was a workday; there was someone swimming in the marsh (possibly another woman) and I wasn’t sure I wanted to swim or work that day.
I was going to spend Christmas at my friend’s family yet still had my parents alive. I needed to stop at their home to pick up something on the way to work. It looks like I was young.
The girl (my friend) looked like the one in the Locke & Key tv series, with shorter hair – her name in the series is Kinsey.
Interestingly, in last night’s episode, Kinsey went into her head with a key, retrieved her ‘darkness’ (per our son’s Alex words), came back out, killed it and buried it into the snowy ground. It’s uncanny that I asked Alex for confirmation. I obviously knew what Kinsey was doing because she previously went ‘into her head’ along with her brother Tyler, and her personified anger then attacked him. This is when she came to his rescue and killed ‘anger’ with a fire poker.
Kinsey came to mind this morning, August 23rd, when I came across ‘Fear of Lack,’ a defilement I am striving to remove in my daily tantric meditation.
The experience I went through during the past nine months, being part of a monolithic (read well-structured, americano-American) organization made me reflect on consciousness—as well as the rising of consciousness—in an organization.
How do we help consciousness spread, and what are the levers that become actionable, once the whole scenario is in place? And once the actors become willing agents.
Not that I have any plans of that sort, but you may think of organizations that you deemed ossified and that you tried to uplift, or that you left, for that very reason?
I can think of one that I left after 18 years of fruitful and assiduous practice; one I couldn’t change, despite my good intentions, and one that I never returned to.
How do we prevent, not so much bone loss, but “spiritual bone” formation?
Please have a look at the definition below, if of any help 😊 and think of ways we can keep our tissues, spiritual and other, healthy and flexible!
the process of ossification
1 a: the natural process of bone formation
b: the hardening (as of muscular tissue) into a bony substance;
A late call for today’s communion and a poem that was given to us (spiritual folks) a short time ago. It follows in the footsteps of Martin Luther King’s words that I shared last week.
See you soon!
Love & much Light
“Ask yourself this: What has to happen in the world for your trances to break? Or perhaps I should say, for you to break out of your trances? When will humanity have had enough of the insanity?
As Micah, the prophet of old, asks, “What doth the Lord require of thee but to do justice, love kindness, and walk humbly with your God?”
I might add, “walk humbly with all your brothers and sisters.”
I will close with a poem from yet another wise being. His name is Christopher Fry, and he is an English poet, Quaker by faith. The poem is very short. It’s entitled A Sleep of Prisoners.”
Dark and cold we may be, but this
Is no winter now. The frozen misery
Of centuries breaks, cracks, begins to move.
The thunder is the thunder of the floes,
The thaw, the flood, and the upstart spring.
Thank God our time is now when wrong
Comes up to face us everywhere,
Never to leave us till we take
The longest stride of soul men and women ever took.
Affairs are now soul size.
The enterprise is exploration into God.
Where are you making for? It takes
So many thousand years to awake . . .
But will you wake, for pity’s sake?
A Sleep of Prisoners is a 1951 verse play by Christopher Fry. It concerns four English prisoners of war locked up in a church overnight, and the Old Testament style dreams they have springing from an argument between them.
Topic: A poem from Christopher Fry
Time: Aug 10 @ 03:30 PM Eastern Time (US and Canada)
I was listening this evening to a lecture that addresses the evolution of consciousness on our planet. While it would take quite a bit of time to summarize it, I wanted to share a quote / more than one quote from a person who had a significant impact on the evolution of the country where he lived. And the world as a whole.
I will not give you his name – it’s a man – yet it should be easy to figure out who he was.
Looking forward to sharing a few moments of “evolving consciousness” with you all tomorrow!
Love & much Light,
Gilles
Here is a quote from a more recent sojourner on the planet. It is worthy of consideration in the context of the evolution of our planet.
“An individual has not begun to live until he can rise above the narrow horizons of his particular individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity. This is one of the biggest problems of life, that so many people never quite get to the point of rising above the self. Thus, they end up the tragic victims of self-centeredness. They end up the victims of distorted and disrupted personality.
Life has its beginning, and its maturity comes into being when an individual rises above self to something greater. Few individuals ever learn this, and so they go through life merely existing and never living. Now, you see signs all along the way in your everyday life with individuals who are victims of self-centeredness. They do not have the capacity to project the “I” into the “thou.” They do not have the mental equipment for an eternal, dangerous, and sometimes costly altruism. They live a life of perpetual egotism, and they are the victims all-around of the egoic predicament.”
And a few more quotes that defined this person’s legacy.
“Wars are poor chisels for carving out peaceful tomorrows.”
“Peace is not merely the absence of tension; it is the presence of justice.”
“It is not enough to say that we must not wage war. It is necessary to love peace and to sacrifice for it.”
“Our scientific power has outrun our spiritual power. We have guided missiles and misguided men.”
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.”
“We are not makers of history, we are made of history.”
Gilles Asselin is inviting you to a scheduled Zoom meeting.
In a week that feels utterly flat, the energy of Forgiveness came to pay a visit.
Forgiveness is a mystery in disguise, one that works wonders behind the scenes. Perhaps Forgiveness is carried both upward and downward by celestial beings? That is, once we sent it out.
As I was listening to a lecture that invited us to forgive, even people we feel (or felt) remotely connected with, some folks came to mind.
Richard Nixon came onto my radar two days ago and then his wife Pat Ryan yesterday. I was mesmerized by the fact that Pat was born 10 months before Richard, in 1912, and that she died 10 months before her husband, in 1993. It must have been a special relationship.
I sent compassion to Pat Ryan Nixon, not really knowing what her attitude was during the tumult of the 1973-74 years. I assume it wasn’t an easy situation for her.
Interestingly, August 9th this year will mark the 49th anniversary of Richard Nixon’s resignation. It may not be something worth celebrating, yet it is an opportunity to send an additional flow of that luminescent energy into the universe.
In the end, the person benefiting from Forgiveness is the forgiver. Forgiveness sets her or him free.
Free of resentment, free of heartaches, free of a sometimes very heavy burden.
May we all be enveloped in the luminescent energy of Forgiveness!
Gilles Asselin is inviting you to a scheduled Zoom meeting.
Topic: The luminescent energy of Forgiveness
Time: Jul 20, 2023 03:30 PM Eastern Time (US and Canada)
The combination of these two words came to me yesterday as I was reflecting on a society-changing event that occurred in 7th century France. A pact being broken, a dark alliance being formed and a king being murdered.
The Truth suddenly got diverted, disturbed or bifurcated. Civilization thought life would go the usual way and then another person, perhaps a group of people, decided otherwise.
I’m sure you’re getting the bifurcation metaphor and various examples may come to you. Some of them affect a whole country, the entire world, some are more personal in nature.
A few large scale events came to mind. The way the US got involved in the Vietnam war in the 1950s; the reason for the US invasion of Iraq in 2002.
Something got distorted—the truth or possibly Truth—and consequences followed; often times grim, devastating consequences.
Another small ‘bifurcation of truth’ happened so very strangely on our doorstep this morning. I found a little leaflet saying that “God loves us.” What it alluded to is the fact that we are all sinners and that, because of that sin, original or not, we became disconnected from God. A bifurcated truth promoted by the local Korean Presbyterian church….
It happens at every level of society, at every turn, I shall add, and I firmly believe that one day, this Truth with a capital T will get ‘rectified,’—for humanity as a whole.
As a gentle acknowledgment of my exploration, I found an exquisite picture as I entered Facebook yesterday.
This week has been really something—not sure how to qualify it and what will come out of it.
I was feeling inspiration-less yesterday and came across the passage below this morning. It is about “the Gift of the Goddess” and the spiritual path we are on, per Joseph Campbell’s Hero’s Journey (diagram attached).
“What might this gift be?” still feels a valid question.
The second episode I want to mention is the “seizing of the desired boon,” in Campbell’s words. It brings back the memory of a chart analysis that Gary, an esoteric astrologer in Scotland, did for me two years ago. One of the myths he used is that of Hercules seizing the Girdle of Hippolyte, the Queen of the Amazons. At that time, I simply believed it was important for me to be patient and not rush through the process of spiritual walking. Now that I read it again, I am not sure I have gotten the full understanding of this archetype, especially in light of Campbell’s stage of the Return (gift of the goddess) and the balance of masculine and feminine energies.
What might this gift be?
“In this myth Hercules, as a hero, symbolizes the individual on the spiritual path. He was required to obtain Hippolyte’s girdle which had been given to her by Venus. The girdle symbolized the unity of spirit and matter and the motherhood of the spiritual principle within. Hippolyte was about to give Hercules the girdle but he killed her and seized it. He was aghast at his error. After leaving the bereft land of the Amazons Hercules managed to redeem himself by rescuing Hesione, the daughter of the King of Troy, from the belly of a sea monster by entering through the monster’s throat and hacking his way out though its belly.
The symbolism of this myth essentially relates to self-annihilation as a means to psycho-spiritual metamorphosis. Hippolyte symbolizes, not only mother matter, but all of her attendant secrets and the ability to nurture human consciousness enabling its ascent to the peak of human awareness as symbolized by the mountain of initiation. Hercules as a hero, depicting symbolically the individual on the spiritual path, initially views the feminine principle here as a challenge instead of being aware of its potential gifts. He redeems himself by entering the belly of a sea monster, symbolizing a journey into his own unconscious, to rescue or reinstate this aspect of his psyche.”