The material for this post was written alongside “Sacred India Tarot Archive – Two of Swords” last week.
“ Rough patches”… ? in the shining road …
How I jog myself and others along over the tiny surface blisters – visible rough patches where a huge iceberg is concealed ! … in my mother’s voice. Humanity’s tormented burden. I feel out of touch also with my blog and with the companions there. But I was pleased with what I wrote last week – of Swords in Beriah as the Law, and their action in the lower worlds, as Karma.
Repeating this here: Doris Lessing a Universe: what vast universi people are! Their immense and unique frames of discourse and of life matter and of countries, politics, love-lives and vision – rub elbows – the daily stuff of washing up and caring for her elderly son who died three weeks ago. Death as always, brings an intimate contact in the subtle body: an appraisal: a silent knowledge. That soul now moves into the atoms everywhere. Prana. Prana is the conscious breath of life.
I am comprehending many things. Already I am getting solace. The dimensions spread out gently and make some order in my gravel bits. Life comes. The wind stirs the sad boat. Peace. I embrace someone or something I do not know.
In the Great Work of Alchemy, we speak of the Gluten of the Eagle. This is the transformation of raw sexuality into the vision of that bird. In Scorpio – as the autumnal seeds fall into the ground – we borrow strength from the Eagle. The “gluten” is Ojas!
(Venkatesananda’s definition of Ojas: “Vigour, spiritual energy, vitality: the spiritual force developed through the creative power of celibacy and Yoga Sadhana”) To me, this suggests the regulating of root (descend) and solar (ascend) energy; how they pass through each other, feminine and masculine.
A similar idea is in this Akasha-Tejas symbol – the indigo oval is Saturn (Askasha), the scarlet triangle is Mars – the root and sexual chakras whose fertile equilibrium develops a key to the Sun, or interior gold.
The power of Ojas is stored in the brain, and it is charisma. It makes action and speech powerful. It can be turned to the good or to the bad.
Vivekananda wrote: “It is only a question of transformation. The same force which is working outside, as electricity or magnetism, will become changed into inner force: the same forces that are working as muscular energy will be changed into Ojas. The Yogis say that part of the human energy which is expressed as sex energy … when checked and controlled, easily becomes changed into Ojas … the Yogi pays particular attention to this lowest centre. He tries to take up all his sexual energy and convert it into Ojas.”
Sexual energy is a conversion tool or agent. It gives clarity, brightness and energy to the mind. What is mind? a shut-eye shawl of association, images and limitation: yet mind as a field, is a potential precision tool, or energy converter. The gluten of the Eagle – Scorpio – is a conversion from the creeping sting to the flying sovereign bird: the Serpent through the risen coil of Kundalini.
Behind all alchemical practice and philosophy is the trans-gender POWER OF THE GENDER: the quintessential treasure of Life we carry in every atom – our human-ness – and which is ignorantly abused and despised – cast out into the street as smut.
I glimpse alchemical Gold behind and within the facade of persons. It isn’t limited to any particular person – the separating shield in this light, is a working fancy. It is of the unique yet universal currency wherein we have our being, our texture and concern. It is in all our cells: the gut, the blood, the secretions, the flesh. It is our sexual and parental origin: The original Face … outlines the silhouette with gold.
Yogis who haven’t quite got there yet, have said – or were misinterpreted to say – that the whole body with its coiled up organs and sacs and sweat and shit, is filth.
The realised one sees it quite differently.
On sexual continence: this occurs naturally when REALITY is valued. Sexual activity might resume, with a partner(s) for whom the sexual energy is transformation and a sacrament: a service.
When pondering such, the thought collects itself quiet and still, and the flow of Ojas through the third eye is quite powerful and sweet. Touch base!
“All the forces that are working in the body, in their highest form, are Ojas.”
Continence increases the energy of influence. The Intelligence of the House of Influence is Tarot Key 7, the Chariot. This Key contains the vehicle of speech. The Charioteer – on the Tree of Life’s feminine pillar – stands like a crocus-shoot in the living Stone – the earth of the Wise. Within her armour, you can see that she is … in fact, the Empress.
Here are two Chariots and an Empress. The one on the right is an early one, with a different system for alignment with the Zodiac and Hebrew letters.
“If you discover it, be silent and keep it sacred.”
Yes. I don’t speak of it. “Ordinary human language cannot convey this knowledge from the one having it, to the mind of a person who is unprepared to receive it.”
Aggrandizing the Ojas principle, leads to insanity. In the Great Work of Alchemy, It is repeatedly flushed out, purified and stabilized. Once obtained, the container – the person – becomes a transmitter: a lighthouse keeper – a lamp receiving the oil and beaming it forth – a myriad of lamps like stars: the stellar engine. Light moves in waves. Light is electro-magnetic wave releasing a particular particle called photon. The cosmic consciousness through the galaxies and the conscious dark matter between them, is the joy and bird song of Ojas: one and the same as our body.
We are able to communicate our knowledge to one another. We signal it from age to age. (Here, in the acute Kali Yuga darkness, it awakes and signals.) But we never tell the Great Secret because it never can be told.
An early B.O.T.A. student referred to it as “THE ETERNAL SPARKLE”. Yes I have seen and been the eternal sparkle for an unforgettable instant, with no shadow of doubt! The lower mind has it not. But I write in my blog of the Eternal Sparkle, in coded ways for those who know, and those who do not, will not get the point, or bother to read. The actual discovery must be made ALONE. We went into the desert under the stars.
- Another student said, “I rejoice to tell you that I have it now. I have seen it in wonderful flashes many times, but now I have grasped it with my mind, and have faith that I can hold it.”
Jacob Boehme wrote: “While I was wrestling and battling, being aided by God, a wonderful light arose within my soul.”
The Yeshua child was in the Star for which the wise are hungry.
The stress is preparatory. “Look for the flower to bloom in the silence that follows the storm: not till then.” (Light on the Path) “It shall grow, it will shoot up, it will make branches and leaves and form buds while the storm lasts ...”
When Shankara and other sages wrote of the body as a bag of filth they were mistranslated. They meant that they have – when illumined – a strange objective perception, rather psychedelic, of the personality (with bags and blood and organs) as a strip cartoon afloat on Reality – the primordial Self. The strip cartoon blunders along shut-eye in her dream, and sometimes lets in the Dew.
This is the view I have – while still believing in and concerned with the persons fervently. The molecular model, the product of the elements and solar establishment with gravity, is what it is – a colouring-book. And the Buddha nature has for every level of Reality … compassion.
When IT cannot be described by any metaphor, the mind falls silent; and the furniture melts.
What there is, is carbon free. A LABEL on a person or an event may sometimes simplify a matter – but beware lest it confine.
“Thou art infinite: no words can tell.”
The conversion is a Conversation. An alchemist’s daily business is to extract essence.
Aquariel – an angel of the waters and of the air through the woods of life.
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