Wheel of Colour and Sound

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Colour Wheel – the notes on the scale, of sound, colour and associated Tarot Keys and Hebrew letters.  The 22 Hebrew letters correspond to 12 zodiac signs, 7 planets and 3 primal elements.

Colour Wheel – the notes on the scale, of sound, colour and associated Tarot Keys and Hebrew letters. The 22 Hebrew letters correspond to 12 zodiac signs, 7 planets and 3 primal elements.

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I drew this colour wheel yesterday morning, with the guidebook.  It is in my current studies with the Builders of the Adytum – an essential tool in one of their courses.   What a Mandala …  a window !   I had no idea it would look like that.

NB – E-natural/Mercury (and also Aleph, Air) should be a lighter yellow than D the Sun, which is orange.) I used Prang colour pencils, they are made in the USA, can be ordered from the internet, and the colours are nicely related and in balance.   If you keep going over and over a colour, mixing it a little with lighter or deeper tones, it becomes surprisingly brilliant and satisfying.

On contemplating the colour scale or spectrum, we start with the strongest colour – Red. Here are my reflections on Red, before I started to draw the colour wheel:

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“Meditate on red – liquid scarlet – and pitch the middle-C, its frequency, and hold in tone and visual thought:  the red ray, the pitch.   The subtle warmth waveband of the pelvic Chakra universe.   The reservoir.   All the octaves of C.   Red is a slow wavelength, relatively rough and ready:  beyond it is off the spectrum, infra-red.   Red is the primitive will and sharpening of spears.   Though the wave is slow, red is Mars who acts off the cuff.   Yet this quality sits on Saturn (root Chakra, A-natural), deep indigo, wider cycle, higher frequency, towards the violet subtle end of the spectrum.   Once I have the note C on the pitchpipe, it sustains itself through my thoughts.

“Feed the subconscious with the Red/mid-C co-relation.  Saturate the inner sound with its colour tone and description, so that red becomes more easily visualised in itself.   Develop the red colour – what pervades at present is darkness.   Potentially the darkness could release at will the spectrum, the seven fold brilliance of hue.   Pretend I’m painting the interior darkness red with a big brush, paint it all in, splashy scarlet red.   Hot scarlet.  Dip in the paint.   Let my nose and the surrounding air be red.  So the organ of perception and distinction is the sense of smell !   A small area fills itself in, and prompts a spontaneous scarlet life.   The Will.   Thy Will, to energise mine.   My will is a slack rope.  Colour that slack rope red too.   My attention doesn’t wander.  Even my jumper is coloured in, red.   Steady red glow.   The C note.

“Paul Foster Case says that if we practice it for a few days, a week, the C tone will self-install naturally with the colour Red.  And so will the other tones as we go along.   The house in order – a training.

“Today then, I have red thoughts.   Red crimson are the deep organ notes of the soul:  the bass.  SOL feels red, and the mind quietens.   The texture quietens and is steady.   Every single thought and passing impression is red.  The fish in the water are red.   Blood is red.   The soul is Even-ness.   I seem to meet the Magid or inner teacher whom this colour enthrones:  he is seated in the red element, and holds the tuning fork.   Peace.   It reminds me a little of a certain Gevurah chamber which has scarlet, crimson and ruby throne and pillars;  one of the five pillars has a touch of the Venusian complementary, Green.

“So if I see a bit of green, it helps the red to glow around it.   Still, after this time of reflecting and hanging out and thinking, the C-pitch is steady.   Now the breath with it, passing in and out, lights up the panes and chambers, vermilion, crimson.   I draw in the Red ray, I bathe, I give it back.

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“A thought …  not ‘what do I WANT from a situation?’ –  but ‘What does this situation require – objectively –  to move with the Heart of Life ? …  and do I know anything about it at all ?’   I get it wrong often, but keep practicing – the INTENTION.

“Indeed …  ‘What is the situation’s colour tone?’

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“And a memory – when my daughter was tiny, she took some dark blue paint, and filled in first the entire piece of paper with it:  then her own hands and every part of her skin that she could see, right up to the fingernails;  not a single bit left out.   She saturated her world with the deep blue colour.   This is the way we learn, by concentration.  We are children.”

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Human Landscape – 1980s North West London

In my own, and in anyone’s art, I enjoy the sketch-books best.  Here is a trip down memory lane – 1980s life in NW6:  those days of Rising Damp, the dole queue, Moroccan kaftans, Maclaren baby buggies, small private enterprises, slip-shod landladies, the Thatcher government, yuppies and red telephone boxes.

GALLERY ONE:  A storyboard for a TV sitcom, created by Mark Heath and his secretary Dennis A Borrow, to launch their new theatre agency, Centre Stage.   It never made it to the nation’s screens, but here is the outline:

(to view, click on any image and wait for gallery to upload)

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This is a drawing from the early 1970s: … somewhere among the palaces of Warrington Crescent, Elgin or North Kensington bedsit land

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and here is the artist, at about that time:

Jane in Goldhurst Terrace circa 1972

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GALLERY TWO – “Centre Stage”

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The Poster

The Poster.   The venue was at the top of a dilapidated warehouse in Old Street

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Mark Heath, actor. I don't know why they wanted themselves painted in uniform.  Maybe a response to the Thatcher Govt ...

Mark Heath, actor. I don’t know why he and others wanted themselves painted in uniform. Maybe a response to the Thatcher Govt …

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GALLERY THREE – Gestures and Attitudes

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Bumping into the Light

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Buddha wheel at Kettles Yard

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A week ago I had a bad fall from my new bike.  Riding happily down a leafy country lane quite fast, I didn’t see the drift of loose sand and gravel across it until too late;  I crashed from a great height, like Humpty Dumpty and my right leg is still developing the story in fantastic technicolour!   When I got home, I applied arnica, St Johns Wort oil for haemorrhoids (? which I don’t have, thanks God), and ice to the enormous bump and grazes, with good effect.  I cannot resist quoting from this consoling email which arrived soon after, from Uncle Apothecary’s Garden across the pond:

“Ahhh   The drama of life!!   Poor new bike!!  Haha. Yes. Poor you of course!!  I am happy your body wasn’t too badly banged up, and so glad I could help it heal in some way!! Ouch!  Maybe it should be called something instead of hemorrhoid oil? Humpty Dumpty oil? Puts things back the way they were.  Reversing oil?  That St. John’s Wort oil is something isn’t it? PutitbackthewayitwasOil? Even without my help, it seems to make all sorts of repairs on its own. 

“A three wheeler for you ?  … Maybe life just thought you needed to get up close and personal with Nature? Too much putting up of feet in a retired person kind of way. No retirement for us, Jane.   D.” 

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I was terrified lest my beloved Bike was irreparably damaged by my misadventure …  But it suffered little more than a scratch – basically – and thanks to the marvellous Oil of Life, we are riding around again, just as before.

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What is the provide-ence?  Why indeed is Humpty Dumpty egg-0 shaped?   And what did I actually bump into?

I haven’t room here to describe the carnival of rugged rocks, revelations, pesterings and personalities that rose and fell during the week;  but I did wonder what underlying current of ‘the teaching‘ I might retrieve.  And each morning I studied, and wrote my diary:

15 June – ON SOUND AND COLOUR

Paul Foster Case writes:  “Blue-violet, A-natural, is the tone-frequency of Saturn:  the power in us which puts on the brakes.   Sacral plexus, base of the spine.  Excretion of waste:  transmission of life/regeneration.   Skin, knees, ankles, kidneys, lumbar spine, vasomotor system (blood?), bones.  Kundalini is the storage-battery.  It is charged with the residual energy left over from the various body functions.”

This is rather a wonderful thing to reflect on!   Having a tough time with the material world, and discussing with my Aries friend how the lungs work (he like most of us, didn’t know they are like seaweed floating up and down in water, the alveoli, the delicate little expanding sacs inviting air, many of which feel crushed by the pain of his cracked rib, and recovery is delayed by smoking.  So now he goes SWIMMING.)

Right now, I sense the miracle of this residual energy from the body functions.   What keeps the body functioning is cosmic;  the physical body in balance is cosmic;  the Kundalini when available, is awesome and eternal.

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Serpent of Light - and Ibis - detail from Hermes Trismegistos 2003

Serpent of Light – and Ibis – detail from Hermes Trismegistos 2003

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In my inner eye, I catch sight – as if through a door – of the living, wonderful Snake of Light;  the extraordinary manifestation of what we actually are … and the living mass of trillions of individual cells like stars in water.  In outer space you might travel at 10,000 miles an hour, yet feel you are standing still, because there is no air to resist you.  In the interior body-cosmos, we are 80% water, and this, as made of atoms, is 99% empty space.   Everything I am, flows seamlessly through itself.

And simultaneously I have hard heads, bodies, legs, and a complex of interior organs; and I bump, and I have a great fall, and I get embarrassed, and I have one brittle worry after another to believe fervently in;  and I try to cope with life!   What is Real?  What of all those tossed up egg-shells?

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In a dome the size of St Peter’s in Rome, if a nucleus were a single grain of salt, the positions of electrons would be a few specks of dust – they whirl through the great chamber of space.  They are not objects but waves enwrapping the salt grain.  Salt crystallizes to the cube, the basic structure of all matter.  The cube’s six points when circumscribed reveal the Seal of Solomon or sphere.  The lines extended from the equilateral tetrahedrons form the web of our world.  Upon this subatomic lattice the electronic paths come into being.

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Portrait of Annika with lion: Tarot Key 8 - soul Strength

Portrait of Annika with lion: Tarot Key 8 – soul Strength

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And now I have the Snake of Light.   The Stellar power manifests through my body’s organs, and if they are all using it and working well enough, what is left over is the Serpent.   It bursts the box.   The Serpent spoke to Eve, and she told Adam and said, Taste the fruit!

Adam & Eve detail

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Imagination beholds the Serpent, as alive as in all the revelations of Alchemy and Yoga.   It is fiery, with gleams of gold and red, and permeated with white light;  and it is a loopy dragon.   It brings no rush to my system, but to see it is peacefully liberating … the deep inner chamber, the realisation that I am the stars.  The realisation itself coils and is the DNA.   The mercury mind abandons any attempt to spell the countless codes.   None of that is necessary when I see Great Hermes in principle.   I see him now as in my painting.   Calm and still, and just perceived;  but luminous.   Clarity of thought.

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Hermes Trismegistos of Alexandria, with Staff of Life and Serpent of Light

Hermes Trismegistos of Alexandria, with Staff of Life and Serpent of Light

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Last week was “one bloody thing after another” as Mr Gurdjieff used to say.  Dealing with non-deliveries and bureacratic fluff, was particularly frustrating.  While battered from crashing my bike – the invisible wall of life – I did a post on Aurobindo’s Savitri, and in the other blog, I did two on Master R.  Light relief !

At the same time, a local  “harassment” issue arose, in which I took an interest:  and a neighbour’s abuse of strong painkillers.  I feel I am shown, not to deny any situation or challenge, but to learn to remain detached enough during it, to receive the bigger picture.  It’s not easy.  Keep practicing!

When I started to write about the Serpent of Light this morning, I remembered the addicted neighbour, and realised our human plight in its extremity:  the abysmal ignorance about our bodies.  Unconsciously, we regard them as punch-bags of perished putty – thus the  cosmetic advertising.  Do I really live in my body?   mostly I daydream along, somewhere outside it.  Unconsciously the body is an enemy, ready to spring cancer and limitation into the movie-go-round.  The neighbour … she is wasted.  She says “I want a high.”

In Kabbalah, Malkuth of the Tree is the Kingdom, the field, the root of Kether:  the embodied Conscious will.  We have the free will simply to remember this, whenever we can:  remember the conscious breath.  In my view, the free will accepts and flows with the Will which is cosmic:  the river in every organ.   When I am awake, my body is the earth … Gaia.

Some souls – like the neighbour – have so deeply self-harmed that they live beyond repair.   Whatever her GP gives her, she abuses and uses up.   Couldn’t he prescribe her an antidote?  But nothing stops the self destruction of the living dead, until they turn and begin to climb out of the pit.   Whatever an outsider may do for the sufferer, is turned to abuse.  It is like a quicksand.

That soul takes responsibility, to become human, to become embodied;  to respect life.   Everything we are is a condensation of what we chose upstream in this or other lifetimes :  and the faculty to make a small but fundamental choice of direction, is an individual one.   It is also in human nature to “hit rock” first.

And I dreamed someone allowed himself to drown without regret in the leaden-grey sea:  was this my Shadow?  Or an opting out – a runaway, a suicide?    The same Life remains, wherever it is left … the same problem to deal with.

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Malkuth garden and forest, with the Moon in Capricorn - from a tree of life painting for Chris Stavri

Virgo Malkuth garden and forest, with the Moon in Capricorn – from a tree of life painting for Christopher Stavri

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Paul Foster Case writes: “The right direction and sublimation of the coiled up serpent power, is the major operation of the work of Yoga.  Its sublimation is the Great Work of western Alchemy.”

I saw, as I began to write of Saturn and the Serpent of Light – the excretion and the transmission of life – the balance and clarity of function and of thought:  the mercury through the body – the Sun-cube through the veins and arteries.  It is called the path of Administration.

PFC writes, “the mental effects of this blue-violet vibration are poise, deliberation and concentration.”

This is the discriminating blade of Saturn in the ZAIN path of the Lovers:   Saturn on the Tree is Binah:  and the path of Binah – Tifareth is the parting and the placing together of things without mixing them wrongly, or blurring them.

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“An over-active Saturn  – the violet-indigo vibration –  results in fear and in retaining waste, which poisons the body.”   Tension hardens the sphincters by torsion.  “Deficiency of Saturn weakens the bony structure and leads to dreaming without doing, and to eccentricity and rashness.”

If we are destined for a path of Knowledge or genuine Kabbalah, its opening stages can be violently painful, physically or emotionally.    The awakening – coming to grips with the Light – is like Jacob wrestling the Angel.   We cannot yet see what it is, but we are magnetically wedded to it all over.   The Presence in the long years before it begins to dawn and take shape, is a fearsome commodity in relationships, work or whatever is given to tackle.   When I was a baby, I woke crying from the recurrent nightmare of a high, sharp mountain range which screamed.   That Himalayan range, as I grew up into it, became the ancient Self.

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Now, some poetry:

I see in my past, a preparation of the Great Work in “the Rain Check Dream” in the Watershed.   It was like a cauldron in the cellar of the seas, and is accurately described.  I have quoted it in an earlier post, but here it is again:

“There was a feeling, in these sequences of dreams, of the light of the Sun’s fire.   It grows in a cauldron whose substance I cannot quite see.   Time entered and gave it meaning.   Time with it brought feelings and images of something male, unknown and triumphing, a power or vividness which I recognized,  something outside or new to myself, something I welcomed.   The cockbird crowed.   I touched with it, stone in a secret place.    A mosaic of window panes fell away, and I lived now in light between the fragments of an archipelago which danced upon the sea.   Upon the crests of the waves came wild plumed horses to meet me, blow upon my making.   Yet, too acute an occult concentration may mask fear and emotional poverty.

“I put it down,  I left it,  went to have lunch.

“The thing in my absence maintained its steerage, and when I returned to the cellar of the seas,  I purchased with it my vision.   From the dawn a tribe of sea-lions drew chariots of fire and the sun waxed until it filled the whole sky.   I welcomed. And still it was held, this unknown thing, this flame, in the quiet equilibrium of hands.   Upon the potters wheel rises slow my city of Gathertegen, for my children to generate;   the wrong rotation,  the wrong touch, vanity, it crumbles.

“Again and again, between sheets white as snow whose melt is the ocean, the seed was taken, and it grew.   “Let God guide you.”    It widens and is shaped with hands, it is something fiery which glows.”

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I suffer it before I become it easily.   This is clear.   When the human organism is transitioning from the racial form into the ageless form, it crosses a Quantum field – an electron leaping to a higher orbital frequency.

From “I Dreamed on Good Friday Morning”

“To clamber through to the other side was now deliberate ;
to dream an unreal fairground scene of desolation – 
phantasm of effort:  for may we not connect, at any time 
with or without the surface body?

My inertia could not turn. 
I could not walk, but on the cakewalk I 
let my awareness open, soften, surrender the vibration itself; 
and into a neural chaos drowned, 
seeking comfort, smudging circuitry. 

For a few seconds only, the cooperation eased; 
then wave clusters dense, collided, cancelled, jammed to a screech
braining damage 
metallic resonance of Light on high, 
a black hole curved to singularity, destruct survive – 
cried out.  Woke.”

Poems of Eclipse,  1999

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And this poem which is called “The Beginning of Seeking.”  Ramesh Balsekar spoke of the beginning of seeking, as a dark night of the soul when the ego realises – “Who is this I, i am so concerned about?” – and there is nothing that can be done.   For me the beginning of seeking was in the Karmic minefield of a relationship:

“I call our story “beginning of seeking” 
but actually it was the end 
when I ambushed you with attitudes 
and so called success 
of culture and conditioning – 
and your Tales from No-mans-land began.  

I saw my hands and arms, unstoppably 
sew for you unsuitable shirts 
of their own accord. 

From vulnerable no mans land 
sprang a battlefield, twist of swords 
helpless to prevent 
as a silver birch’s stem to order the leaves that branch – 
or forest to restrain the deer.

I saw mercenaries, armed to the teeth 
lay siege to a house within the storm 
which stays untouched ; 
which does not break, 
but into which all broke, each plate 
and cup of repaired fragility. 

The beginning of seeking happens when 
an open house is closed,
and swords lay siege 

to a grey and starving maiden
locked inside.

From Poems of Eclipse, 8 June 1999

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16 June 2013

In John Coyote’s poetry, I found these three wonderful lines.

You rested your body against me.
We were lovers once.
Friendship took us to the next level.”

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Secret Dakini Oracle spread, 15 June 2013

Secret Dakini Oracle spread, 15 June 2013

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Spirituality is the way things work in life.   Last week came a  gleam of light – the Serpent of Light in the archway of the inner life:  Hermes.   The other day, I cast the dakini oracle.   The horses look at one another across it, and the Serpent rises through Mula, the dark Goddess, the root chakra or muladhara.  The first card, “Earth Bound” at the top, is actually Tarot Key 21, The World.   The one in the middle, apex of the pyramid, is the Karmic living goddess:  a higher insight level.   The oracle reflects what I was thinking about. Give it time.

Aries and I went for a walk and discussed why life is so unbelievably hard and painful for some people – the knocks, the battering …  the spiritual path.

It is the way the Light looks and feels, when we are still in training, and bumping into it.

Even a bike crashes on the road to Damascus!

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A painting of Binah - In the Beginning - Genesis. The E or Aleph of "Elohim" is at the centre point, inside the letter Beit. God breathes on the waters, and Creation returns through the night, to source. At the time this was painted, Uranus, Saturn and Venus were conjunct.

A painting of Binah – In the Beginning – Genesis. The E or Aleph of “Elohim” is at the centre point, inside the letter Beit like a little spark. God breathes on the waters, and Creation returns through the cosmic night, to source. At the time this was painted, Uranus, Saturn and Venus were conjunct.

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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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A Stanza from Aurobindo’s “Savitri”

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Vesica Pisces, with the four elements, and a stanza from Sri Aurobindo's epic poem "Savitri"

Vesica Pisces, with the four elements, and a stanza from Sri Aurobindo’s epic poem “Savitri”

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While looking around the house for a picture frame, I came across this “illumination” of a fragment of Aurobindo’s great epic poem.   I made it more than 20 years ago, and it was now much faded, so I inked it in again.  You may need to zoom in to read the script – the drawing together of Savitri the Sun and her lover Satyavan, as soul mates.

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Aurobindo and Krishnamurti - Version 2
In his words:
“The tale of Satyavan and Savitri is recited in the Mahabharata as a story of conjugal love conquering death. But this legend is, as shown by many features of the human tale, one of the many symbolic myths of the Vedic cycle. Satyavan is the soul carrying the divine truth of being within itself but descended into the grip of death and ignorance; Savitri is the Divine Word, daughter of the Sun, goddess of the supreme Truth who comes down and is born to save; ….
Still this is not a mere allegory, the characters are not personified qualities, but incarnations or emanations of living and conscious Forces with whom we can enter into concrete touch and they take human bodies in order to help man and show him the way from his mortal state to a divine consciousness and immortal life.”

From Aurobindo’s Introduction to the poem

Here is a link to download “Savitri” in full:  [PDF] Savitri – Sri Aurobindo Ashram.  

Be warned – it is the longest poem ever written in the English language!  A good way is to savour a little at a time.  It can be used as an oracle, read slowly – a random page, a few lines or stanzas for reflection.  Sri Aurobindo also wrote some fine sonnets.

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And here is a beautiful depiction of Rati and Kama – (see the Sacred India Tarot Archive, suit of Lotuses series) – for which I thank:    http://lunesoleil23.wordpress.com/2013/06/11/sur-les-pas-de-karma-et-kama/

Kama the god of desire, and his wife Rati

Kama the god of desire, and his wife Rati

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I will draw this, very soon …  perhaps for the Knight of Lotuses.

This week is janeadamsart‘s first birthday!  I celebrate it with some pictures of Saint-Germain – The Mystery of Master R – over on Aquariel.  A big warm thank you to friends and readers and fellow Word pressers!   Thank you so much, for reading, and for contributing.  You are inspirational.

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Creation of the Sacred India Tarot Archive – The Royal Lotuses (1)

Aniruddha & Usha - photo credit Wikipedia

Aniruddha & Usha – photo credit Wikipedia

Another love-story among Siva’s meditations …

Sacred India Tarot 3 of lotuses - Version 2

Rohit’s Notes:  Aniruddha the Son of Pradayumna

“This is yet another Krishna clone, except for his extreme youth.  He was only sixteen when he heard the thousand armed King Bana had a daughter who had fallen in love with him.  He set off to win her, getting into all sorts of trouble from which he had to be rescued by Krishna and Pradayumna.  The volatile impetuous nature of extreme youth and extreme emotional susceptibility is what is sought to be conveyed here.  A very young Krishna type, hurtling along a river bank in a chariot, with a beautiful girl alongside him, would capture the card.”

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Rohit’s Notes in The Sacred India Tarot book: 

“The Dwara reveals:  Aniruddha, grandson of Krishna and son of Pradhymna, is the archetypal dashing romantic hero.  He was a favourite of the royal palace at Dwaraka, and consequently he developed extreme confidence and panache.  Being abundantly talented and able, his high opinion of himself was not entirely unwarranted.  By the age of seventeeen, he was already one of the most desirable matrimonial catches of ancient India.  Usha the daughter of the neighbouring King Bana, seemed especially susceptible to his glamour, without even having seen him.

That was superfluous, as she had dreamt of him and got her friend to draw his accurate likeness! 

“The helpful friend inflamed Aniruddha with accounts of Usha’s fathomless love and certain languishing decline, if she did not soon wed him. 

“The young man sets off without even bothering to inform his family.  Usha and Aniruddha get married by the Gandharva ceremony – a marriage without the consent of parents, and solemnised by an exchange of garlands – for they are in a hurry to enjoy connubial bliss. 

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Sacred India Tarot 4 of lotuses version 1 - Version 3

“When Bana comes to know his only daughter is hiding a young man in her room, he quite justifiably flares up.  The happy couple flee precipitously, but Bana, blessed with supernatural powers by Siva – a thousand arms being the least of them – overtakes them.  Aniruddha puts up a decent fight but is outclassed and taken prisoner.  Krishna and his father have to rescue him and reconcile Bana to the situation. 

“Bana has no real objections, once he cools down, but this heedless haste and dazzling disregard of the social proprieties makes his wrath excusable, as Krishna kindly points out to the young couple.” 

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Lord Krishna

Lord Krishna

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SITA The Chariot - detail

Sacred India Tarot Archive, The Chariot – detail

Jane’s Notes

The god Krishna, in the Vishnu lineage, enters the Sivaic Lotus Suit here, much as Vishnu and Siva interact among the snowy peaks and passes of Himalayan Garhwal – sources of the upper Ganges.  Krishna’s divine task is “to restore the Dharma” –  he descended with the forces of order through the epic chaos of civil war in the Mahabharatha.  Vishnu sustains Cosmic law.  Other offshoots of the Vishnu Archetype include Gautama Buddha and Yeshua son of Miriam.

Krishna was Aniruddha’s grandfather.  The elder generation are brought in as mediators:  the parents were too close to the emotional situation and “the done thing”, for clear sight.

Rohit’s interpretation of this card goes on to discriminate genuine new stages of emotional growth from muddled or scatter-brained romance … in other words, truth from delusion.  “Love or romance comes unasked into life.” Neither of the ardent young couple in the chariot are looking where they are going – they have eyes only for each other!  (See below)

Yet they are instruments of destiny, as they intuited before they even met.   The headlong force of destiny is captured in the river which flows down the valley from the mountains.  They awaken within the Lotus bud of the gods.

The marriage of Siva and Parvati in the Suit of Lotuses, eroticized the landscape on Earth among princes and fair maids.  A powerful mutual attraction generates much Karma and Drama, and rocks the boat – a task for the gods to sort out, indeed!

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The Sacred India Tarot - Page of Lotuses:  Aniruddha the son of Pradayumna

The Sacred India Tarot – Page of Lotuses: Aniruddha the son of Pradayumna – the completed card.

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What is the message here?  What Consciousness, or elixir, through the flow of events?

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Sketch of Stella Kramrisch - JA 2012

Sketch of Stella Kramrisch – JA 2012

Rudra Plunges into the Waters
by Prof. Stella Kramrisch, Princeton University Press 1981

A Commentary on texts from the Mahabharat,  Rig Veda  and Linga Purana. Here are some further extracts from Chapter Six of Stella Kramrisch’s scholarly and visionary work, The Presence of Siva.  (See in this series, Creation of Sacred India Tarot Archive – Ace of Lotuses and 6 of Lotuses).  Raudra Brahman,  or RUDRA the Wild Hunter,  was the original Vedic form of the god Siva and his fiery derivatives.  “He Emerges from the Poem of Ancient Power”.  A profound and paradoxical cosmic philosophy is reflected in Kramrisch’s cyclical style.

Rudra is primaeval.  The Presence standing behind the Myths of Siva, is woven through the stories of Siva and Parvati’s courtship in Sacred India Tarot’s Suit of Lotuses.

Tao and Time - Child Rudra-Siva

On Tao and Time – Child Rudra-Siva

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“TIME HAD been the antagonist of Rudra, who was at the very beginning the hunter and avenger.   But for this, the arrow of the hunter would have struck its target as soon as Rudra had noticed the Father’s behaviour.   The union of Father and daughter would have been prevented, and no seed would have been shed.

“In another sense, time cooperated with Agni-Rudra,  who had prepared the seed – its purpose being to be shed –  whereas time antagonized Rudra.   Time interposed itself between the intention of the hunter and his target, and made the arrow hit the target at the most vulnerable moment,  so that some of the seed was spilled and fell down to the earth.   Rudra, guardian of the Uncreate,  partakes of its timelessness,  but insofar as he played his part,  time itself meted out his actions.   Time carried his arrow at its own speed.   The guardians of the timeless Uncreate were overtaken by the delaying action of time.

“The transition from the Uncreate into creation, from timelessness into time,  is a danger zone.   The wound that Rudra inflicted causes havoc among the gods – from aeon to aeon.   But when Brahma was about to consume in a holocaust the cosmos he had created, the moment had come for Rudra to confront time and to infuse it with his being.

“Although time does not appear as a persona in the myth of the creation of death, its presence lurks in the urgency of the fire of total extinction born of Brahma’s wrath.

pebbles, somerset beach

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“STHANU the motionless pillar, moved – although quiescent – by pity for the creatures of Brahma threatened by total extinction,  begs him to grant them renewed life and the activity arising out of and alternating with death and quiescence.   For them, time will not end with death:  they will return after a period of quiescence in a new birth.   Time will carry them through repeated births and deaths to the end of the aeon.   Rudra’s time is a form of the Great God’s compassion for all creatures.

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[STHANU is the motionless pillar of all being.  Sthanu out of the quiescence of his stance, prevailed on Brahma the Creator of time and space.   Death and rebirth thenceforth came to be interwoven in the pattern of time, due to Sthanu’s compassion for creatures.]   

STHANU gives death its place in the renewal of life, a transpersonal life carrying the here and now in indefinite repetition to quiescence and a new beginning,  until the Great God absorbs in his dance of annihilation the uncounted rhythms he has released.  Charged by Brahma to create living beings, Rudra created immortals of deathless vitality before he turned into a motionless pillar,  self-contained in stillness.

Vastospati as Jyotish Guru;  Swan of Brahma

Vastospati as Jyotish Guru; Swan of Brahma

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“According to another tradition however, the Great Yogi carried out Brahma’s command to create living beings by plunging into the water and then by castrating himself when asked to produce creatures.   Saying at first that he was unable to produce creatures, Rudra plunged into the water.   He practiced tapas, austere in creative fervour,  over a long time.   Rudra, deeply immersed in the water,  was absorbed in the task to which he had responded according to his yogic nature,  believing that one without fervent austerities is not able to create creatures.   Full of expectation, Creator Brahma waited all that time.   Nothing happened, and Brahma turned to another being whose name was Daksa.   Brahma made Daksa the creator of all living beings.   Seeing Rudra immersed in the waters, Daksa his substitute created living creatures.   As soon as they were born, they ran toward him.   They were hungry and wanted to devour him.   Daksa turned to Brahma to protect him and to assign food for them.   Brahma gave the living creatures herbs and plants, and gave the weaker creatures as food for the stronger.   Brahma, the Puranic version of Prajapati the Father,  in creating Daksa, recreated himself.

“At last Rudra rose from the waters and saw the living creation.   At the sight he became angry, tore out his phallus and caused it to fall into the ground,  since no purpose would be served by it.   By his ardent exertion he had diffused his splendour into the waters, created the plants and healing herbs for all creatures.   The plants would multiply like those whose food they were to be.  Without them, the living beings would have died.   Cheerless and in rage, Rudra went to the foot of Mount Mujavat to practice asceticism.

“Rudra the Wild Hunter is Agni, Fire.   He plunged into the waters where life was generated by his heat, by the fervour of his asceticism.   The waters are Agni’s resting place, his secret refuge when he – like Rudra – is charged at the sacrifice with an onerous task to perform.   His flight from the sacrifice into the flowing waters is a withdrawal from action, a merging of himself in himself.

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Rudra Immerses

Rudra Immerses

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“Agni hides in the waters, but at other times he is seen,  a shaft of light from on high speeding to the shiny plane and resting there,  the pillar of heaven glowing like the sun.   It is the leg of the sun.   With its one foot it steps out of the beyond.  Thus its name is Aja Ekapad, the uncreate One-Foot.   The light from on high plunges into the waters – as Rudra did – and shines forth,  vibrating from the body of Rudra in solar and lunar rays.   Agni and the uncreate One-Foot merge the images of their light with that of Rudra.   Rudra, who is the very self of yoga,  is often described in terms of effulgent light.   Light is the progenitive power.   Bathed by the water, Rudra the young ascetic kindles the water with his creative fervour (tapas)  and life stirs.  Plants grow from the contact.   The plants will be the food of living creatures moving about on earth.

“When Rudra entered the waters, he was like that great wondrous presence that strode in creative fervour on the crest of the sea.   That mighty presence was a consecrated celibate, as Rudra is, young and ardent.   Absorbed in creative fervour, he stood in the sea,  in the ocean.   He shone on the earth.   He glowed with utmost inner exertion, the heat of creation.

Primrose Path - 1987

Primrose Path – 1987

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“These are likenesses of Rudra.   They are identical with him.   Agni and the uncreate One-Foot are cosmic figures.   The world of man however, lends the human figure to the consecrated celibate, a student who fervently exerts himself in mastering,  transmuting and transcending the psycho-physical body.  Rudra had sprung from the wrath of the Creator,  from the fury of his frustration.   … Though he was Brahma’s mind-born ascetic son, he accepted the paternal mandate and created life,  though not through procreation.   He plunged into the water, where the plants derived their nourishment from his presence.   They pass it on to man.   Rudra is “the food of the living beings everywhere.”

Stella Kramrisch,
“The Presence of Siva” – Princeton University Press 1981

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• The plant soul is pure, less individualised than those in the animal kingdom.

• Brahma is the Puranic form of Prajapati the Vedic Creator Father

• The immersion of Rudra’s fiery seed in the feminine waters harbingers the yogic intercourse/stillness of Siva and Parvati together as Ardhanarisvara,  lasting a thousand years.

• The daily Vedic chanting at Ramanasramam includes as it did in Ramana’s lifetime, the NANAKAM,  the Hymn to Bhagavan Rudra.   English translation is available in booklet form from Ramanasramam.

• Mythology has no rigid defining line.   Stories change a little with each generation of the telling, and through different angles of vision,  as water flows into itself.

J.A.


* See Ace of Lotuses:  for the mythology of the Father,  the Dawn,  and Rudra’s arrow  – He comes from the Poem of Ancient Power.

Sivalinga on Arunachala inner path

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Rohit Arya

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