For Christmas

Wishing you joy at Christmas …

Mary and Gaia

Mary and Gaia

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Star, Cross and Crescent

May the Star of David, Cross of Christ and Crescent of Islam dwell together in Peace, Israel

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sun rays - the path of community

sun rays – the path of community

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Dervishes at Colet House

Dervishes at Colet House

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The path:  Flowing

The path: Flowing

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candle on tree

candle on tree

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madonna and child - 1957

madonna and child – 1957

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Yazidi 2

Yazidi

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Merlin

Merlin

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Sun and Earth

Sun and Earth

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the Goddess Kwan Yin

the Goddess Kwan Yin

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Yeshua and Miriam

Yeshua and Miriam

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baby asleep

… and peace, prosperity and joy in 2015.

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Aquariel – an angel of the waters and of the air through the woods of life.

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Mysteries of Master R, Part 11 – Lost & Found

a new sketch of Master R

a new sketch of Master R

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I have planned for a while, this Master R post, with a “lost & found” story – together with the sixth chapter of the Trinosofia.   I needed first, a new drawing of him, but was too busy to “find him”.  At long last I sat down and did this one.  He looks as if he is in court, in London’s Temple district.  I was in court all last week, attending a remarkably polarised case of truth and lies:  the privilege to watch how justice acts.  I feel changed for ever.

My Mystery with Master R, is when he finds things that are lost.  When I am searching for a photo, a journal, or my keys – and panicking – I go and sit down next to his portrait by the piano – feeling silly.  “Sorry, elder brother, to bother you yet again. It is somewhere – you know where it is.  Please, please, will you show me?”   Nine times out of ten, it turns up;  my visual mind starts to work efficiently.  He is very kind.  “Oh, look! Thank you!”

It seems just adequate to align and  “locate” within myself;  to solicit the higher power’s compassion with my trivia.

Alchemical bas-relief on Notre-Dame - after Fulcanelli

Alchemical bas-relief on Notre-Dame – after Fulcanelli

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Part One – Lost and Found

Cosmos is threaded through the roofs of houses on North London hills.

A couple of months ago, my friends’ mac was stolen – a present from her to him.  He left the car in his driveway on Crouch End Hill – just five minutes with the window open – to talk to a neighbour. When he came back, the mac was gone, and he hadn’t backed up  his thesis.

I felt devastated for my friends. I was in bits.  I lit a candle with Master R to burn all night, and I noticed in my fog of pain and little faith, how gentle the master’s eyes are, how kindly he looks.   Will you find it, elder brother? Can you see through space and time and thousands of houses, intentions and Karmic trails – the detail where the clock stops … even from your higher Quantum orbit, as Master of Civilisations?   Details and more details …  Any miracle is possible, with you.  

The mac’s tracking device located the street it was in (assisted by Apple store where they bought a new mac just in case/now refunded).  Early next morning they continued their detective work, and visited the nearby school – kids were milling around at the time of the theft – but the headmaster was no help.  The police wouldn’t do anything but bureau-fuck around. (I’ve heard this before.)

art notdoing the gardener

So my friends went into focused action –  we can and we will. The house was located when the mac went online –  it made a noise signal there which frightened the temporary owner, so he shut it again.  The message pinged on their mobile with the postcode.  At noon the two of them marched up the garden path and knocked. Young british man, about 25, and his mother upstairs who had a sprained ankle. Yes he has it, and gave it back – he said he was sorry, and shall we have a nice cup of tea? He bought it for 250 off the gang, which my friends repaid him – rather a lot but at least not as much as 1500 – towards the unlikely event of a refund.

jacobs ladder

The Heavenly Plan works out with tea and a lightness of  heart, far beyond the Elf & Safety net.

The thesis is still on the mac, nothing got lost.  I couldn’t wait to hear the long, detailed and miraculous story.  Miracle is wherever two planes enter co-ordinance, through our limited vision:  the way life truly and amazingly is.

 

 

Within my friends’ team work in concert with the skies, my hidden “inner contact” with Master R falls into a bucket with no bottom, called Faith.   Miracles are natural phenomena occurring seamlessly all the time, which we see incompletely. Hands and feet on the ground hold the focus. Detailed detection, good will and a cuppa, align with the skies … an odd movement or swirl of surrendering, including my collapse.

Master R has his quaint way of coming to my Little Faith rock-bottom – how?  because of  an old heart connection. I tried to draw him at the time. One attempt failed, and then I turned his photo upside down and tried again (this one), which went a bit better, and almost has something of that expression in his eyes.

Master R, 27 September

Master R, 27 September

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My journal goes on to ponder … Creator-Destroyer? Indian philosophy is full of it – so is every other esoteric philosophy.  What is creator destroyer in my understanding, apart from Siva?

Arcanum16 tower

Here is the lightning-bolt of awakening – the casting down of old walls, the release of trapped energy, the destruction of lies.  This Tarot Key 16 – (whose tonal vibration is scarlet, Mars) – rules the voice:  how we speak – our expression and utterance.  It is called the House of God and is the Voice of God.  Its hebrew letter PEH is “mouth” with tongue. On the Tree of Life, it bridges Hod and Netzach:  where butterfly cracks the chrysalid.  In my pattern with Master R, this path of awakening led many times to his wisdom … beyond my speech.

When I see this Key – and also the phoenix rising from the ashes – I feel he is not far away.

The proverbial tower conceals a maiden in the fairy tales – the naked woman of truth by the well where the tower fell – Tarot key 17.

Arcanum 17 star

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Creator destroyer is the Tower in Tarot. Creator destroyer is the black hole of Light in the galactic core. Creator destroyer is the old for the new:  white sunflowers.  In a blue healing radiance, a white sunflower ate the dead petals for its cyclic life;  and I heard Faure’s requiem.

Great teachers destroy ignorance.

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I have a reverence for the Beautiful Castles in the air. Is that all they are?   Creator destroyer is a Beautiful Castle, curiously, and I think it is something which every artist knows.   On the whole I live a balance of it which is beauty – accessed inwardly. It has a molecular tension and the sea that breaks, and the life within the breaking seas.  I suffer acutely when things collapse and rebuild – first hand. I know when I am in despair and lost and skinless, and yet it is re-forming … fragile bridges of the Power.

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Mira, Mukti, Poonjaji

Mira, Mukti, Poonjaji

Poonjaji and Meera in their caves and under trees by the Ganga … I read again that wonderful story and its Vrindavan atmosphere, and then T wrote in her blog about how surprised she was that they married, and she met and  talked to Meera in a friend’s house in London (it was my house) …  the thought returns, what a lot of people and happenings my ‘tardis’ council flat has held!   What it embraced!   What it holds now!   No wonder it overwhelms me –  it housed 57 varieties of the Advaita scene.

skipping fool & house

Poonjaji’s life story “Nothing Ever Happened” and  Ganapati Muni’s story (the root mantras) are helpful at present – re-opening the beloved proximity, the love for long sustained notes … (I put on the CD of the ultimate Om.)

The pulse of Gaia growing, the slow pulse surfacing through the destruction of walls that had grown – is the same as the everlasting OM I heard in a passing lorry outside – time stopped –  when I woke one morning in early 1988, snowdrop time.

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Master R’s emblem is for me the phoenix, and who but the phoenix knows creation and destruction, rising from the ashes?   Oh!   the life and lives my house has held.

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The inner life of an artist holds creation destruction, two halves of the same seed, in the everlasting OM.   Strength and wholeness tip toe shyly back into my YIN:  replacing my compulsion to shatter and cry at small disturbance.   I feel restored to myself – I wonder at what was suffered earlier, and its actual gold standard …  the universe.

I think most of us are unaware of the contagion of love in its extended ways,  How can we know what it means, if we never saw it work?

The contagion of love sustains – through my shatterings – my foundation here, to keep recalling, picking up, contemplating, nourishing, loving.  The power of that love, its contagion and community, its breath and circuitry, was how my friends’ computer was not lost.

Likewise the forgetting and the re-membering of God:  we come from God, we move towards and into God, for God to behold God:  there is no fixed point.  The creation/destruction paradox is the path of the mystic, the lover and beloved of God, the radiance.

Here is a song composed by Master R when in London circa 1754:

Song by Master R - "Jove when he saw my Fanny's Face ..."

Song by Master R – “Jove when he saw my Fanny’s Face …”

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Part Two – Most Holy Trinosofia, Chapter Six – the Altar

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After a long break – this series continues.  You can find Master R’s chapter in the title bar Page – Trinosofia Texts;  scroll down to Chapter Six.  It feels pivotal in the work. Here is Manly P Hall’s Commentary on the illustration:

“The altar composed of the four elements, is triangular in shape. From this circumstance, two sacred numbers are produced: the square 4 plus the triangle 3 equals 7; and the four elements of the altar multiplied by the triangle, equals 12.

“From this, the composition of the world is made apparent. Nature is a triangular arrangement of four elements; and the divine world, of which the zodiac is a proper symbol, consists of these elements multiplied three times, or in their three primary states. The altar is the human body; its material parts – the square – are arranged in the spiritual order: a triangle. Upon the altar are the previous altar, bird and torch. We must understand them as salt, sulphur and mercury – body, spirit and soul.

“In the air above the altar is the crux ansata, the symbol of generation and fertility. Copper is the metal of Venus – a symbol of the reproductive energy of the soul. Venus is lucifer of the ancients – the light bearer, the star of self-knowledge. The power to multiply is common to both the internal and external man. As bodies generate bodies, so the inner body, the soul, generates the archetypes of personalities.

“By alchemy, wisdom perpetuates itself by applying to its own peculiar purposes the same laws by which forms are perpetuated in the corporeal sphere.

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“The whole figure is a symbol of spiritual regeneration, the mystery of Melchisedek, who is his own father and his own mother, and is above the law. It sets forth perpetual re-energization by the use of the Stone. It tells of the very power which St-Germain (Master R) himself possessed, of continuing from century to century by means of the subtle Elixir, whose secret was known only to himself and his Masters. First the three parts of the composite man – spirit, soul, body – must be brought into equilibrium, and from this equilibrium is born the Homunculi or Crystal Man.

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“This Man is an immortally generating Self capable of precipitating personalities at will, yet itself unchanged and unlimited by these personalities. Instead of the soul living in the body and prisoned by its limitations, the body lives in the soul. To the adept the physical form is an instrument for the expression of consciousness, intelligence and action – the candle, the bird and the burning altar.”

Manly P.Hall

Notre Dame de la Belle Verriere

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My adventure invites fellow travellers. I am a poet, an artist and a seer. I welcome conversation among the PHILO SOFIA, the lovers of wisdom.

This blog is a vehicle to promote also my published work – The Sacred India Tarot (with Rohit Arya, Yogi Impressions Books) and The Dreamer in the Dream – a collection of short stories (0 Books). Watch this space.

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