Last night, in contemplativeness, Ancient Aramaic Grandmother came to visit as i prayed Her intonation. we sat across from each other, and the ground between was sandy. She drew three runes in the sand, and waited: kano, gebo, raido... at first, i studied them individually, and then i realized that my further teaching had called to merge runes holistically for the penultimate understanding... when i brought them together into one new rune, it became like the symbol commonly seen as the letters P and X, the X being slightly lower... and, to me in my own experience, i recognized that as the Greek reference to Chi and Rho - the symbol referring to Christ... now i am just allowing what the meaning, what the communication, the message, was attempting to convey to me. 4-8/9-2016 (3/4 number... from plan to manifest)...the unique significance of the runes would indicate a mystic partnership of the sacred fire on a journey to love...as one, they would indicate a Presence or beingness that holds all three. 4-18-2016
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and the mystic contemplative experience of last night, where my palms were etched with spiritual fire... on the right, the symbol of power with the intent of healing/blessing/cleansing ... and on the left, the symbol of Christ Mystery... by the Grandmother... and that, according to Her will, by holding them pressed together and identifying the intention, I then slowly draw them apart, and allow the sacred energy of Love to go along that mystic ley-line, until i feel released from it... and then I blow across the embers in my palms and fold my hands in a prayer of gratitude. magic. a magic of the Mystery's Love, like the shield cast of my Patronus. powerful.
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This morning's contemplation, and i was with the Grandmother, sitting across from Her, and She was dressed more in Indigenous Shamanka clothing and accoutrements, shaking softly a well-decorated (painted and beaded and such) rattle, in one hand (the right, i think) and using a feather in the other, drawing it back and forth as if smudging or cleansing or sanctifying; and i looked to see what it was... and on the sandy ground before Her was a bright and glowing white light stone or pebble. as She passed the feather over it, the pebble would shine brighter and sparklies began surrounding it, as if in the midst of a galaxy of stars, and i quietly watched in fascination, until She spoke: "You know of wish stones, yes?" and She waited on my nod. "This is you, this pebble; you are the wish stone of the Mystery." and then it and She disappeared. 4-12-2016
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the song, "Sound of Silence" as sung by Disturbed, kept replaying in my head... when a song does that, i know the Sacred is trying to get a message to me, and won't stop until i get it. So, finally, i got out my prayer rug, stole, and cap, and sat before my altar, dropping into the Mystic Darkness, within a sacred water globe i was given... soon, not riding on the current of Darkness, but rather, in it... surrounded by it. at first, i panicked, believing i could not breathe inside the sphere, but i lessened my freak-out remembering that within all things, all creation lies, with its air everywhere...and also that nothing, at a quantum level is solid, so that, yes, i could breathe. as soon as i got comfortable sitting in the globe, suddenly, a huge dragon - darker than the Darkness - swooped me (the globe actually) up in its talons, and we were off, flying over a vastness which held no distance, depth, time, no markers... after what seemed a long time, we flew through a very light mist, as if a veil, and there was land and a beach below us. the dragon let go of the sphere and it fell into very soft sand... and i was ok, despite the landing...and then the sphere disappeared. a rocky trail led up a cliff of sorts, and i managed to clammer to the top, completely out of breath, and kind of hurting... getting too old for this. i sat up against a boulder that allowed me to see both the land around me, and the ocean below. i breathed raggedly for a while, and finally began to feel reasonably ok, especially under a warm sun. soon afterwards, a firefly - or rather, a sylph faery - came flying over to me. as i was maintaining my silence, as she was, she began to fly away and then back to me a few times, so i gathered in my thoughts to follow her. i got up, not very graciously, and headed off the direction she flew. we went into this cavern - a very dark cavern - which her bit of light did much to illuminate. as we neared a place where the path changed, i found myself in the midst of rock trolls who were not in the mood for faeries or humans. obviously, they couldn't catch her, so i was left to my own devices. knowing i couldn't run, couldn't use my witty tongue, holding to silence, i used my hands, instead. i called on the Mystery, expressing my intent to pass by without harming, so that when i held my palms together to gather magic, when i opened them to release it, what manifested were those things that the trolls desired more than me... it was a curious thng, because i didn't recognize any of the objects or whatever, but anyway, they were very happy campers, and i slowly walked away to follow the sylph. we walked further to where the 'edge' of the cavern seemed to be. all there was before me was a huge dark endless chasm. she was just waiting for me to make a decision. what decision? and somewhere inside my head, she left a vision of allowing me to use her as a step, one foot at a time, until we crossed the darkenss... oh, wow... so this is what faith looks like... but, stubborn is as stubborn does... i felt like Indiana Jones having to cross a chasm with nothing but faith...so, i stepped out, scared shitless but determined... and sure enough, when i put my foot down, she held it as if it were a feather. i worked to balance myself and took another step. i focused completely on balance and where she was, where i was going to step, and then, before i could completely fall into extreme panic, i stepped onto solid stone. before i could catch my breath and get my heart to beating again, she was off into the dark, being a shiny little beacon for me. then she stopped where the path changed once again. where she was going looked very much like a lava tube...and she drew me an energy to trust her... so, hey, i did. i held my arms crossed and laid into the tube, and away it went, twisting and turning, faster and faster, like one of those tubes at a waterpark, and incidentally, it did wind behind a waterfall... finally, it spit me out in an environment much like a rainforest, and the sylph was gone. in her place was a huge bengal tiger. scary, i tell ya... but his energy was like 'get on or go back', so i mounted him, with a lot of his help, and then held on desperately as he took off running... through giant leaves, ferns, trees, past flora and fauna that i am unknowledgeable of...after a bit, he came to a clearing, silently shrugging me off, and running back into his domain. i looked around me. and there was the Grandmother, sitting silently, watching me, waiting for me to sit, which i did. the silence extended a good long time, until i finally had to speak... that's just me... i asked, "Why did you bring me here?" and after another long silence, She spoke, "I wanted to know if you would listen." implicit in Her word, 'listen' was the 'trust and obey' of the Sacred Mystery... i knew that; i could feel that; She glowed that energy and i received it. then She said, "Go home, now. the dragon lives just up that path." so, i wandered quietly up the path - watching, listening, witnessing, in the Stillness i have been taught, and ended up at the dragon's lair. She looked me up and down, as if deciding if i were a tasty morsel, or old and grizzly... i could have told Her... but it was just dragon humor, and She indicated for me to draw the Sphere around me. as i did, She gently surrounded it with Her talon, and took off. after another long flight - well, time and place were rightly immeasurable here - in any case, She brought me back to my home, to my rug, and flew back in the Darkness, with deep deep swoops of Her wings in the Luminous Darkness... and i re-focused to Here. (4-14-2016)
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In Contemplation tonight, as I welcomed The Grandmother with my palms up, all was quiet and still, and then a fiery Phoenix manifested... like the burning bush of Moses, but for me, a Phoenix, go figure...anyway, I asked if it had a message for me... and again, all was quiet and still (I will learn patience the hard way, i know), then, in Its left talon a block, small tablet, in reference again to the Commandments written on stone, but smaller... in any case, when i took it with my right hand and held it, i could not read any of the writing or symbols, so i used my left hand - which doesn't "read" but provides an understandable vision - and i could 'sense' what was on the flat palm-sized stone... words formed in my head, though i heard the speaking of them, as if the Mystery Itself were giving the message, and It said: "What I have given you, I have given you. Let no one take it away." at first, i thought it was a caution or command not to let anyone take 'something' from me, and i responded that, being human, i probably wouldn't be very successful in that, whatever it was - i suck at life when scared, threatened, or tricked. but then what i heard (or something) was using that line in the same sense that this is used: "What God has joined, let no man put asunder." so, the "let no one take it away" may actually refer to others not to take what i have been given away, no matter how they judge it. i'm not sure. i will sleep on it.
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In my Contemplation tonight, Grandmother sat across from me, in Her Shamanka paints, sparklies. necklace of tiger teeth, and odd gourd rattle... and showed me - in the sand between us - Crow tracks... i pondered them, but really couldn't come up with any relevant reading. So, then, She spoke: "Someone is walking your boundaries, seeking something they will not find. Crow is their deepest shadow, of that darkness which holds no luminosity, and they are unconscious of it. They are smart enough to remain invisible, but not wise enough to not leave footprints. Pay attention." And then, She shooshed me on my way, quietly rattling a whispering chant about me. then, at Pentecost Sunday service today, again, there was a mystic experience, and i saw Crow's footprints up and down my boundary, particularly in one area, and i saw a couple crows, and i held out my hands in giving and asking forgiveness and held out seeds for them to eat... they ate them up, but continued on and started pecking on my palms, drawing blood, and drinking the blood; and i allowed for a while - as i knew the Mystery was flowing through me and i was not in danger - and then i watched as the blood began to turn to white light - that glowing lightness of Mystery's Love... and soon, the Crows realized that, and did not like that... and flew away..
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last night in meditation, the Grandmother laid a huge fish upon my outstretched arms... i believe it to be a chinook salmon... quite symbolic itself... to bring breakfast communion to my sacred place where Yeshua and I live/meet/interact... i left it to Him to clean and fry over the campfire.... tasty
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Last night in Contemplation, Grandmother drew a sigil in the sand between us... to me, it looked like the Greek letter, phi; so i looked it up - this is what it said: "Phi is the golden ratio, which is also known as the golden section, the golden mean, or the golden proportion, is a term that refers to divine proportionment, which the Greeks referred to as phi. It represents a certain ratio of elements, and is all about “relationship.” So, now, I can ponder what wisdom and knowledge is being given to me. And then, there was a sense of the rune Gebo set on top (or under) it, again to see them both as one... and Gebo is the rune of relationship, partnership, with the Divine...and the holistic combination reveals the mystic Rune of sacred Protection - that sacredness which pervades all creation, all realms, all dimensions... wow...
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