Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Will You Be My Valentine?


This month there is a burning thing I have to say. I'm Yours.

We are well into 2012! There are two r’s in dreary and there are two r's in February. Although February can seem ominous in grey skies, ( we will see as the weather has been fair up til now!) it's birthday time for me!  St. Brighid’s Day is in February too, when the seeds under winter's sleep quicken along with the heart's desires in anticipation of the spring tide. 


Valentine’s Day is also in February and I am reminded that the human journey is a journey of passions. By them the human heart becomes ravaged to shreds and to holes of incineration! By passions the human heart learns its requirements and comes into its sacred condition. There is the love of our attachments, our addictions, the friendships, the lust ships, the child, the woman, the man, the son, the daughter, the lover, the father, the mother, the friend, the sister and the love of many “things” and objects. We are even in love with our hates and our negatives, we can’t let go! Love knows many faces and facets.   Avatar Meher Baba said, “Being is dying by loving.” We are on a long journey of many loves that are "all about me" before arriving at the doorway to peace and inner freedom where we find a state of Love that welcomes all other loves that have been endured. This Love is the doorway to compassion and acceptance, first for one's self, because harmony among one's fellow beings is not possible without easing up on yourself. Even more so if you've been the fool who walked in where angels dare not tread a time or two!  "Other" is the reflection in life's mirror. The reflection is the projection. What do you think it is that needs to be loved? Just yours and everybody else's perfections?
  
May your hearts be more and more and time and again in the love of an equal friend. 

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Agni (fire)

I'll be 60 in 2012. And so for this milestone I am gifting myself with a journey to India. I have lived long enough for alot of reflection. wow. what a life I have lived. What can I say except that I have been raked over the coals? I just couldn't resist the challenge of Kundalini Yoga in this lifetime. Somewhere in my awareness I felt invincible in the face of many a daemon. I've had good karma. I have had a very strong house made out of bricks with a good foundation.

Agni, the first word of the vedas, and I haven't read too much of the vedas but I have certainly lived them. I have apparently been a fire worshipper all my life but there has been a bitter sweetness. It has made me lost for anything but the path to the Divine. I write these chronicles as an Aquarian who once felt wandering in a strange land. It was a lonely road. Many people have thought me serious and in an ivory tower, but I have really been shy alot of my life and aloof and sad for the state of things. Some think me more or less crazy but how can they judge from the vise of their crazy? They might like my kind of crazy as much as I do if they'd try it!

Still the fire in me has been my trident and I have big belly laughs. Transformation is remarkable! Fire and transformation. Aquarian Chronicles will be about transformation for quite awhile. I know about this so I would say we will have an interesting ride.

Friday, August 5, 2011

....Piscean Epilogue

Throughout recent his(her)story, quantum and pivotal changes in consciousness have enlightened us incrementally to varying degrees. We are no less clearing the cache in these times and times to come as human sensory faculties of perception deepen. At first there is great resistance to the new view. It is very hard to let go. The unknown and the ambiguity of outcomes challenges the security of familiarity. But it is life's ever blossoming renewal that absorbs only what is useful into itself and in the revolution trumps the resistance. All is swept straight away into the next reorganization of design and completion. Unalienable truths become evident when they are committed to experience. The old stores are revealed to be great with foolhardiness.

We are winding up the last (somewhere around 2000 + years) age known as the Piscean age. Pisces is symbolized by the two fish and like yin yang represent the opposite polarities, the dual nature of things, the light and dark of it all where we are enmeshed. In ancient code the fishes have symbolized different things in cultural milieus but here I am referring to the fish's symbology of the gathering of knowledge. I was drawn to the story of the Fisher King when I was studying the mythological treatises of Carl Jung and Joseph Campbell. The Fisher King is a Celtic myth and has overlays of pagan and christian origins. I came to understand the king in his masculine woundedness and his redeemer, Parsifal. I was deeply touched by a passage in the story of how the fool (our own) Parsifal, came upon a salmon (the Christ Light) scewerd on a spit over a fire. He took a taste of it and it burned him. (He eventually went on to be knighted). He could never go back to his old self again! This is the kind of burn that sheds the sleep of illusions. It gives the thirst and the search for the Grail (unity with the Divine). It is most often hard earned by the comparative study of the life lived. The fish symbolizes gnosis (spiritual knowledge) gained when logos (the mind) through its fires of adversity, is sacrificed. Through the age of Pisces the speculations of deep thought,  rationalism and logic, analysis and reason and of seeing is believing have been painstakingly gathered.

The wisdom of the ancients and modern scientific basis was kindled by the desire to connect with and understand the forces of the human body, the mind, the natural world and the movement of the heavenly bodies pondered upon in the sky above. Great volumes were written down and preserved until almost completely lost and extinguished in the crossfire of religious dogma and the body politic throughout the centuries. The ancient knowledge has been said to have originated and been in long safe keeping by women. The emergence of male infused one god, one way religions sytematically brought great destruction to the feminine id of life whereby the focus transferred to dominating and subjugating the forces of creation which the feminine represents. The override and demonization of the feminine id led to a centuries long slaughter and oppression of women and children that continues even now. Special interests in power, property and profit fueled by religious dogma and uneducated masses set the precedent for where we are today facing a widespread destruction of nature. Punitive sentencings were written into the narratives of our endstories and afterlife. These iconic forecasts of the final chapter are still today fervently embraced as our rosetta stone authorized by "God Himself" and apparently supported by a mass determination to fulfil them.


Be as it may, along the old paradigm way, it was man who made the assignment to  "God Himself". It was man who authored his own blighted identity of sin and shame his unhealed wound. So it was that it energized his behavior in the world, his kingdom never changing, unable to flourish. They, believing change could only be made in the external and by external means not knowing that the only thing truly possible to change is one’s mind, the eyes of the heart.