Through Earth’s Core – the Lightning

Posted on May 22, 2014 by janeadamsart

Detail: Malkuth, showing the four elements, the seed and the cross of nature

Detail: Malkuth, showing the four elements, the seed and the fertile Cross of nature – male and female intersection (vertical through horizontal).

Kabbalah 1989 tree of life painting, showing the KAV or central uniting thread – as above, so below.

In this post I reflect on our Earth-core, magnetic field and aura – some spin-off ideas. She is our real Self; the immensity of the bigger picture. Yet, approaching Her with respect begins effectively in HERE – with you and I.

Malkuth on the Tree of Life is its root: the Earth, our body and sensory spectrum, the physical universe as far as the Doppler shift. Malkuth means “Kingdom” but it also means “the Bride”. Similarly, in the I Ching or Tao, Earth-Receptive is feminine to Heaven-Creative. Through Malkuth/Earth passes our spiritual connection to all the worlds. That is why Yeshua called it “the Kingdom of Heaven”.

The thread from root to crown, and superimposing the Four Worlds of Jacobs Ladder is called in Hebrew, the KAV. It centres and earths the polarities, masculine and feminine, of the Lightning Flash.

Hokhmah, Binah, Daat are CHBD – the Hebrew chabad movement – the upper “triad of feeling” on the Tree. They form a transpersonal Vessel in the subtle body. It is uplifted through the work of our personal Yesod triad to evolve.

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The Bud is where Wisdom and Understanding are bridged. Their buddhic bridge is Tarot Key 3 the Empress, Venus. Pregnant in her rose garden with cypress trees and flowing water, she holds her copper dove shield. The bud is in her belly. The Bread of Life grows vigorously at her feet.

The transpersonal underpinning of Wisdom and Understanding is the non-sefira Daat. The Daat consciousness opens where the personal I closes. The Daat consciousness opens where the selfish inclination fades out. “I open where I close” – (J.K.Rowling, The Deathly Hallows.)

This implies the difficult transition, or identity shift from small-i to the Greater I … from the limitation of local desires, to the human Collective and its wellbeing. As we individuate, our “I” begins to lose its small patch, and to stand on a far wider field. The seed dies into the sprout of root and shoot.

We are pregnant cells of Adam Qadmon, the Self.

One of the Empress’s feet rests lightly on the Moon. The Moon is Yesod, the personal self, whose higher octave is Daat-Pluto, the transpersonal Reality. In the physical solar system, these two spheres are about the same size. Pluto’s 240 year orbital period is the real dark side of our Moon

An Image

Yesterday a bolt of lightning struck the Shard in London – the EU’s tallest Tower of Babel .

This small event gives food for thought. In the Tarot Key, the Lightning Flash is the Tree of Life, dismantling falsehood, cracking the chrysalis, opening the seed – the energy of Mars. That is the principle. But on the ground? That phallic spike creates around its base, chaotic wind-tunnels – aggressive gusts harry the hurriers and their headaches. Politics? – a passing show … a spiky graph nowadays.

Magnetic Field

What does the word “Gaia” mean? To me, Gaia is planet Earth’s entire connective capillary through the Solar system. Earth has a vast and tangible magnetic field, rather like a Scarab in shape. It extends roughly to Moon’s orbit, and protects us from solar bombardment: it is our nest.

Earth’s magnetic field

I saw last night a TV programme, imagining the inner core of Earth, which generates the field. They say it is as hot as the Sun’s surface. They believe it has colossal storms, just like the swirling turbulence of the giant gaseous planets. These inner-core storms are the crackling pulse of Earth’s magnetic field. I think we see them flicker in the Northern Lights – the Aurora.

Northern Lights

Their pulse travels through thousands of radial miles – concentric sheaths of crystal-forest, magma, compressed rock, biosphere and magnetic space. It travels through me, through you, through everyone unceasingly; but with our adaptation to the pressure, we don’t notice it as shock. When we begin to work with it consciously, we call it Kundalini Shakti, the Serpent Power.

Crystal forest around the core of Earth

I saw also a documentary about human beings who intercept and manifest the Voltage. They and modern science are ignorant of why or how. It is put it on display for Ooh and AAh. Unfortunately, no one asked the walking power station (no hair, no sweat glands, and his fingertips are burnt) what being a voltage-transformer actually feels like. Why not?

Earth’s magnetic fields

These are coloured threads or filaments. Our universe is a waving mass of these living filaments – our psychic energy fields, our physical patterns, our dreams. This picture reminds me of Don Juan’s teachings to Castaneda. He said the filaments are everywhere and eternal, and they assemble around human beings as egg-like forms. The “sorceror’s way” is to see and dance with these filaments, at the borders of our perception. A “sorceror” may command the position of his assemblage-point, and make it move – but only after he has renounced self-importance and embraced his death.

What is the aura? We are electro magnetic beings, in a temporary lattice of skin and bone and passing garments. The electro magnetism is the template etheric body which doesn’t alter during the lifetime: the physical body alters and replaces itself, constantly, within it. The template keeps the physical conformation stable. It is a blueprint. It has the DNA information, uniquely and intimately coded to Solomon’s lattice.

When I go into myself, and “the current” comes on, it is my electro magnetic river. This (with practice) picks up colour wavelengths to define itself as Aura. Sometimes, like the Northern Lights, the Aura is coloured, and sometimes it shows silvery white. To see the Tree in Queen Scale colours, is a way of training: to channel it. The body of Light has the spectrum embedded.

The Aura/Aurora is a feeling, a sensation. When I was learning astrology, about 25 years ago, I saw and dreamed each night of abstract lines and cylinders in colour, which moved among each other, forming patterns. This faculty afflicts my worldish thoughts and makes them rather tough, like yarrow.

The Aurora/earth core is the sensual consciousness… when standing still. Inside Earth, the magma sphere is about the size of Mars. Within that, the molten core is about the size of our Moon.

The nesting shapes of Earth, Mars and Moon suggest what? … a profound resonance with human friction on the surface? Within our planet IS the galactic core, for it has the thermal power of Suns. Some veins in the magnetosphere allow the fire to bleed up into volcanic vents and patterns, and to form the rocky crust, cooled by oceans. (See Jung’s painting of the serpent fountain tree, at the bottom of this post.)

The Hermetic Table teaches: Veni Interiore Terrae Rectificando Invenies Occultum Lapidem. Journey into Earth’s Centre to put your life in balance and find the secret Stone. Meditation and yoga is a simple into-the-planet journey – whichever way it forms itself.

Emerald Table of Hermes

Kundalini is the planetary magnetic current: receptivity to it. Let the snake uncoil. On land, they can dig and investigate to about a kilometre below the surface, before it gets too hot. But the ocean depth is nearly ten times that: ten kilometres deep – and down there, supposedly, there is vast dark pressure, but not as heat?

So I picture the thermal mountain ranges through every direction under Earth’s crust, and how these peak under the continents and under every dot and atoll of land: a spiky graph.

Over South America and Southern Ocean, there is a slowly growing area (over the last 400 years) of weakening magnetic field. It is like an ozone hole. The Hubble telescope satellite’s instruments turned erratic whenever it orbited over this region. From Earth’s core the stormy pulses display an altered intensity at this point: in space the magnetic shield overlying South America is thinner than over any other part of the globe.

The Hubble satellite becomes deranged in the borderline “pocket” because it is exposed to cosmic and solar “hammers”. It crosses a space where it is not protected. So its minders devised a solution: they switch off the instruments when it approaches the “hole”, then switch them back on again when it is safe. All around the weakening field, drift bubbles or islets in which earth’s north-south polarity flickers or inverts itself. As these merge together, the tendency may coalesce. It is believed that within one to ten thousand years, the poles of Earth will flip – with an immense and inconceivable juddering of the Great Scarab until it settles the other way round.

400 years – the time period of the anomaly so far – roughly approaches the 17th century date when the Aquarian Age is said to have commenced. Observe, as the magnetic hold weakens over Argentina, humanity’s materialistic acceleration: the “Age of enlightenment” and consequent consumption and compromise of the biosphere to its use. Observe climate change and ecological damage as phenomena which include the blind human error, but also vastly precede it, in the way of cycles, and make the error inevitable. If the error is inevitable, so is the eventual coming into balance. Nature is equilibrium, a fluid pendulum. The cosmic Tree sways from side to side.

Sage and Osmosis 1987

Our responsibility to what is given us to garden, should recognise the scale in which the problem occurs. It is not ourselves exclusively. That attitude magnifies the personal ego and its limitation – “mea culpa” does not evolve.

The human challenge offers a greater scale, because we must learn to adapt ourselves to the interplay of cosmic force-fields which appear to speed up and liberate a geological process in this planet.

There is a mass of disturbance and disease. We should lay aside the notion of enmity – in ourselves and to others, and in Nature. When we talk of “our planet”, we mean the thin rocky crust – our habitation and all we know. The rest, we infer by analogy (explosive experiments, lenses and graphs.) We do not know the rest of it, truly, until we look within ourselves, for we are unlimitedly, THAT. But our knowledge is incomplete.

Sacred India Tarot – Buddha’s Mahasamadhi

We know not more than a cross-section sliver of the truth, until an awareness grows, that the Solar System is not a flat plate, it has the whole shape of an egg: the solar nucleus is wrapped in spherical planes which are particle-waves. The greater part of the planetary orbits – that which is above and below what we map – is invisible to our sensory spectrum; yet its complete perception informs our being.

On Parables

The PARABOLA is a section across a cone. Spacetime diagrams describe the speed of light as a cone flaring from a point. The speed of light is a constant, whatever position or motion impacts it. Time and space draw an ascending and descending parabola through the “cone” and they are relative. Our experience and physicality is a cross sectional curve.

To plot an orbit’s curve, is to state its parable. Appearances are a conditioned imprint on the retina and the mind. They are an analogy only – for when Reality enters, predictions based on past experience and conjecture fly out of the window!

The soul Law resolves deep patterns within the self, while appearing to the world as a contribution to knowledge and society (such as Johannes Kepler’s work with the elliptical orbit of Mars, and with his Planetary Laws on which Newton would base his science of gravity. The orbit of a Keplerian planet is not a linear particle travelling around a globe, but a wave of spacetime, standing out from its source.)

An ensouled view that each visible orbit around the Sun could be a section through an oval sphere or egg – a living organism – enhances our life. We have to work at it, against the habitual. It opens the doors of perception.

Conventional physical science views the solar system on a two-dimensional plane of rings, like a section across a tree’s stem. A tree cut across presents a concentric plane of rings. However, our imagination embraces the vertical reality intersecting this plane – its shape and centuries of growth. We reflect on the seasons of its leaves and nestings. We hear the song of birds, the hosts that populate its limbs. We sense the roots underground holding the earth’s integrity like a gardener’s hand. We imagine the oak within the acorn, and even the geological curve from which it springs. Then we realise we have, in any of our brief time-frames, only a fragmentary view of the evolution of our soul; and likewise the Solar System and the affairs of our world.

To work with the Tree of Life helps to “raise the level” and to overcome the persuasion of being world-helpless. Raised up we see a little further, and attend a little better to what is real.

Each Sefira of the Tree represents a planetary vibration, resonating human-ness. The planetary positions echo the concealed “real wave” of the orbital aura enwrapping the Sun. So I can measure the slice across the egg and get excited, but I can know the egg only by holding, warming and eating it.

Savitri the Mother of the Sun

Cultivating this awareness, flat-earth-theory human evolves to “standing human”, and begins to care for all its kind. The Rebbe Yakov of Prague used to say, that in an almond tree a few buds only will open at first: but in the whole tree, all are destined to open. The psychology changes. The human challenge is to keep awake. This is difficult, but a tiny few can, and maintain a steady proportion throughout our history.

Yeshua “healed the blind”. The human challenge is to open our eyes, keeping bedrock values open and enduring.

This is hard, when put to sleep by today’s communication technologies and the entertainment industry. The monkey mind is on overdrive addiction and stress – a symptom of subterranean acceleration. I am, we are, part and parcel of the acceleration, and our difficulty is to be conscious agents in the swelling wave. Am I in harmony with it, or do I damage my environment? How does a conscious agent, a particle in the wave, choose, from moment to moment, the hour? Nothing is in isolation. Each event essentially, each individual challenge, transmits metanoia – the turning towards the cosmic Divine Pulse. This is the teacher of history.

To conclude for the moment: this painting (below) is in Jung/Philemon’s series of paintings and Incantations celebrating the primordial Mystery of the Christ child’s birth:

“Set the egg before you,
the God in his beginning,
and behold it,
and incubate it with the magical warmth of your gaze.”

Serpent lava fountain Tree - in Jung's Red Book

Serpent lava fountain Tree – Painting by C.G.Jung in The Red Book

The Incantation here is:

Amen, you are the lord of the beginning.
Amen, you are the star of the East.
Amen, you are the flower that blooms over everything.

Amen, you are the deer that breaks out of the forest.
Amen, you are the song that sounds far over the water.
Amen, you are the beginning and the end.

The Red Book

Yantra Tree

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On Death and the Fire-Bird of Peace

Posted on May 2, 2014 by janeadamsart

The Grand Cross easing, opens up for me – I discover, and so do others – into unimagined joys: as in a conversation, the other day.

This morning there is white mist, I feel rather damp and warm, the eclipse has passed and I feel better, and now blessed – a difficult easter it was. Up at 6 again, even after a long layabed. Bells ring inside – angelus bells, Liszt’s Angelus, bluebells. The birds are busy and the morning is quiet. Adonai, thou art God.

A companion came here last week, wanting to talk. So he sat down and did. He spoke for a long time and explored, about Death. (How harmonised this is, with all the themes of eclipse just now).

You played your inner keyboard, like a jazz musician improvises – death as the existential support of Life. Not only the violent and tragic deaths, whose martyrs empower survivors; but death as the Now, facing that we die. Each moment we die to ourselves, extends life. Life is aware and has no limit.

The only way I can recall what you said is to re-enter my inner ear, this morning, and let a kind of translation happen.

Sacred India Tarot, 13, Yama the Lord of Death. For all these meanings and their release, read KATHA UPANISHAD – the dialogue of young Nachiketas with Yama, who gave him infinity.

Time, through day and night, is full of tensions, obstacles, fears, and getting stuck. Each of these is death – a broken continuity: a cut off point, having to deal with a bill, a loss, or a shock. Or a sudden hurry. Or looking for a letter. Or stress. Or dislocation and fear before sleep – the lift-shaft drops and jolts. Each time I am absorbed into a fuss, I am clouded over, darkened, and I die. When I am on autopilot I am dead. Most of us walk around churning the grey stuff, as the living dead.

(Yet the neighbour greets; and we smile, the sun comes through.)

But when I truly die, I open my eyes and there is no die. No dying, ever. My awareness is not linear, which is the place where we believe in death and stoppages. My awareness is circular, concentric, a sphere, it is without end, like a wave of sound: Now. Now. Now. What dies in the spreading of the sound? The player perhaps. In conscious dying I am every … where without end. This is so, even in the moment before my body dies, the moment before the silver thread breaks.

There is nothing but awareness of life, in death. This is the secret of the Self realised sages and the empty Fullness. They are not on autopilot, nor do they serve time. They are time and space. They flower, they are ever dying and opening.

The skeleton moving through Key 13 scorpios is the common ground of us all – our bones. Death and sexuality pass through each other, because the fertile seed dies to become a tree. Death and sexuality are simultaneous, as One. Most human trouble arises through separating them. But sexual feelings are enhanced by death. Wars increase population: the survival instinct. What is the survival instinct, beyond propagation? Life, the fact of life, the shine and shrine of life, the inescapable enigma of life with the equally inescapable death: the circling of day and night, the Sun around our Earth.

People are deeply afraid that they won’t exist. When this is severe, they are sometimes helped by being reminded that their actions rippled through other lives (persons) in small consequential changes – the butterfly wing effect continues. People are deeply afraid that they DON’T EXIST, and therefore have no meaning. I am afraid I don’t exist in your eyes; this is fear of death? The pulse of Life insists on cognition and to create. It only has the cognition.

But in my death, EVERYTHING ELSE IS ALIVE! So what am I?

Fishes, 1988

The automatic reactive mind (the Tree’s feeling-triad, self-image, think and feel) scampers into past and future mode, because when I am quiet, when I am NOW, it dies, and is no longer important. Human mind-life is a running rabbit. We are creatures of the mind. But when we come into our embodied centre of gravity, we die and we are limitless. I AM.

Ramana and Rabbit

Most persons believe the embodied awareness – physical consciousness – is around what we do to our bodies, in terms of consuming, exercise, stress, or sloth. But that is the mind being identified to a Thing. That unconscious attitude drives our body to the grave, as if it is inert and must be chivvied or controlled like a car.

Whereas the embodied spiritual conscience – Malkuth on the Tree (the root) – awakes, respects, and listens to our living, moving earth-body from head to toe, hears and is the cord of gravity, the DNA connection to the stars and – through heart and belly and bum on seat – to souls.

This conscience is not bothered by diets, exercise, management or medical propaganda. Sufficient is supplied by nature. All I do is dance. I think the root of disease is : if I subconsciously fear my physical texture as an enemy – but that is just my view. As consciousness, I embody it, right into my toes and fingers. At any agreed moment I am the fields, the limitless horizon, the halls of wisdom – but only when I am not locked in a pain-box, a worrybox! That is when I play dead for a time. Today I am free.

Action. What is action? What is right action?

Line-dance, January 1988

Always there is movement. A rock, a stone, is an intensity of sub atomic vibration, and it mutates through geological pulse. Rabbit runs or freezes in the road!

Movement is a book of changes, through the empty capacity which is always full. The movement is the acceptance of tides of pain through the sea which is free and constantly adapts: the waves break onto the beach. I am physically not other than the beach, the landscape, the hills, the sea, as I breathe in and out.

My mental life is an imagined and consolidated entity … for a while … considering itself immortal, and fearing the opposite. But I can choose, at any moment, to imagine and be Gaia, the planet. What separates planet Gaia from her encircling magnetic field, the Sun, the solar system’s electron orbits, the far constellations?

Yet, how often do I stop my merry-go-round and step into the open point?

“Discovery” – painted at school in 1963

What is right action? All too often, “right action” is mentally induced, and is disempowered. Right action waits to be fully informed ; for the wave to form and grow and carry it through. In the Buddha nature, right action surrenders. Seldom do I have the patience.

But sitting still when something is happening that I love: this is home. And then it acts.

Self enquiry: who acts? Who does? Who dies?

The sage Ramana Maharshi & Arunachala Children

The imagined, personal I is most often in the way. But if you sing, it gets up and dances, and then it is no longer worried about itself. You are not a bounded person, but as the universe. You where you come from, are not outlined.

Life – existentially – is the flow unbroken. When you are not there, it is anger and death for a moment. Continuity and flow are reciprocal, relying on contact and response. As things are in the human arrangement, we deal constantly with interruptions and hiatus. Such are the many towered citadels our beliefs built up. Rabbit scurries in and out of the towers. Rabbit wanted that, so there it is. One day, rabbit wants and materialises and eats a different landscape. It is all of the mind. Human habitations, even centuries long, are ephemeral compared with Reality.

Everything we see is an end-product or effect. Believing in that effect as permanent, harnesses us to existential death-and-decay – and fear. We all have it. It is hard wired into our sense of safety. It is in our blood.

But in our blood also, is the edgeless freedom to be.

Then I am free to be the sharpness of sorrow and the fear of death and the anxiety & panic of life, and the trying to act in the right way … equally as the bliss of being, the purity of loving.

Getting lost into any of those, singly, I suppose, is death as it conventionally appears.

Conscious death is an everlasting dying moment. Conscious death passes into infinity. At the other side of this way of birth, there seems to be a re-formulation into “Am”; only the locus of memory which clustered and entangled that stream of life, is gone, it is a coat taken off. I think the “Am” looks and sees what the life-strand was – its principle pattern and detail – without the personal memory which flavoured and “determined” it – i.e. was born, got married, gave birth and died. The “Am” sees and is the whole floating carpet, not just the one thread.

As I sit still and look, I practice this “Am”, for when I die.

I think this is important. The quality of dying reverberates back into, influences and tinctures the whole of life. Dying is a daily and profoundly fertile practice.

And the word “UNCONDITIONAL” was mentioned: open sesame.

Where rivers cross – as in a Grand Planetary Cross – there is some turbulence: then the flow continues.

It develops as a conversation, an open sesame. Back and forth, and the “sesame” or open-ness between, is the shared discarnate Teacher, the magid – the living field where we connect.

My “death” yesterday morning delivered itself, and I no longer needed to talk about it. I can’t remember today, what it was. Swim deep, little fish. To listen and to wait, is to meet, and to unfold. You are not limited.

Yin Yang peach

Red Book, Liber Secundus, heading for Chapter 7 – like a Tao symbol

Interlude – More Red Book

Jung went into that flowery wooded landscape and met the Red Devil Rider and the Hermit Ammonius, both aged and totally changed and grey! They looked at him with horror. He looked down at himself and saw he is covered with green leaves. He has become the Green Man. They called him, “Damned pagan riffraff!”

Sacred India Tarot Buddha Knight of Disks: the Green Man

What a terror early Christianity had, as a jewel – terror of its old gold setting. The jewel was frightened of the ring.

It insisted on its own tale of death and resurrection, and would blot out every other version if it could. The decaying and superstitious pair of old glamours blame Jung for his ancient curiousity, for leading them astray. Ammonius Sacca told him, “Your remark that I probably needed the closeness of men to arrive at the higher mysteries stunned me like infernal poison. Soon thereafter I called the brothers of the valley together and announced to them that a messenger of God had appeared to me – so terribly had you blinded me – and commanded me to form a monastery with the brothers.”

And so it became organised – a religion. The holy brothers built their monastery where they could see the ships passing by, and they got intoxicated and muddled with the world.

It is very funny. Ammonius persuaded himself to go to Alexandria to see his bishop, but once there he got pulled into life and got on a boat to Italy, drank wine, wallowed in pleasure and turned into an animal. When he got to Naples, there on the shore stood the Red Devil – alack, alack, the evil one.

The Red Devil said “Be silent, old fool. If I had not been present you would have become an outright pig. When you saw me, you finally pulled yourself together, cursed the drinking and the women, and returned to the monastery. Now hear my story, damned hobgoblin …”

I guess from this point, religion and all its prejudices and scapegoats got Organised.

The Red Devil’s story was that Jung introduced him to dancing. So he joined a monastery, fasted, prayed and converted himself.

“In my blindness I wanted to reform the Church liturgy, and with the bishop’s approval I introduced dancing. I became Abbot and as such, alone had the sole right to dance before the altar, like David before the Arc of the Covenant. But little by little the brothers also began to dance; indeed, even the congregation of the faithful and finally the whole city danced.

“It was terrible. I fled into solitude and danced all day until I dropped, but in the morning the hellish dance began again.”

Now I remember more. The phoenix, the ashes, and death. The ashes are sorrow and loss. The renewal takes wing and sings and survives as Life through Death. Without Death there is no Life.

Re Death: see the Katha Upanishad, Juan Mascaro’s translation – the dialogue between Yama and young Nachiketas. And their picture in the Sacred India Tarot.

Meanings convert fluidly into new versions. To get stuck in one version is to die, and to deny the river. When I am stuck in a version, I try to convert others to it – like old religions did. Some of the early Xians were consumed in their Mystery and its meaning. Their brief was to change the world. During the middle ages, that belief gained power, wealth, palaces and prisoners. It stamped furiously on all heresies and Gnostics.

But Yeshua was Gnostic. He knew.

Loaves and Fishes – Rabbi Yeshua breaks bread with lepers and untouchables

Pelican & Phoenix, Alexander Roob

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Archangelus

Posted on April 30, 2014 by janeadamsart

Alpha Omega Stone, after Fulcanelli & bas-relief in Notre-Dame

Following the general Grand Cross theme, here are my Archangels of the compass points. To the south is Mahael of the Sun;
to the north, Uriel of the lightning from star to Earth.
To the east is Rafael where the sun rises – his element is Air.
To the west is Gavriel – sunset over the sea, the movement of the waters.

South: Fire

North: Earth

For more on my view of angels, see Angels & Providence, and Angels & Kabbalah.

On Tuesday morning at just after 6am London time, the Sun was eclipsed by the new Moon. And so the pressure of this rare event – the Easter Grand Cross between Moon and Sun eclipse – begins to ease and release its energy field. Un-numbered moments of death and birth passed through, and changed their tune.

As waves move through water, all is change, and all is still.

Be still and look. Did something in your life shift to a different field or level? What now is history?

Here is a poem I wrote during a much publicised Solar eclipse, 15 years ago – it felt like acupuncture :

Poem of Eclipse: Archangelus

Persons who look directly
might be blinded.

Michael’s wisdom sword’s too sharp
for the surface world to bear:
to receive unseen a big black blasting beam of light.

Like a needle
it enters where the meridian discharges.
It may secretly rest.
It is known from beyond the system.

In here,
a littleness oft asleep
into a great snake willingly grows.

The call of the hidden night is the Knight, Self knowing archangel Michael,
slayer of lies.

I recognise and within it, stay.
As it becomes, it disappears;

and do not say the miracle
should happen overnight.
Let the oracle rest inside, to clear
at point of spear… given time.

The sword of Michael archangel is the
serpent seeing itself dispassionately.

10 August 1999

From a 7-page Booklet (2006):
Tetragrammaton, Star of Yeshua and Archangel Breaths:

(To view, click on each pair of images)

Sandalphon is the Archangel of Earth

Jacobs Ladder (4 worlds interlocking Trees of Life) showing planets, angels, archangels and names of God. Sandalphon is at Kether of Assiyah. Haniel is the Archangel of Venus, whose higher octave is Uriel. Uriel is a more enigmatic entity whose realm is with the inner paths, and with the Light behind all shadows.

Archangelic compass cross, showing the Tarot’s archangelic guardians:
to the south, Mahael in Key 14 Temperance.
To the north, the enigmatic Uriel as Shadow, Key 15.
To the east, Rafael, the Lovers (key 6)
and to the west, Gavriel, the Judgement (key 20

archangel Gavriel - Tarot 20, the Judgement

In Jung’s Red Book …

“He went into the desert … he wanted to find what he needed in the outer. But you find manifold meaning only in yourself, not in things, since the manifoldness of meaning is not something that is given at the same time, but is a succession of meanings. The meanings that follow one another do not lie in things, but lie in you, who are subject to many changes, insofar as you take part in life. Things also change, but you do not notice this if you do not change. But if you change, the countenance of the world alters!”

Tao Cycle

“But I saw solitude and its beauty, and I seized the life of the inanimate and the meaning of the meaningless. I also understood this side of my manifoldness. And thus my tree grew in the solitude and quiet, eating the earth with roots reaching far down and drinking the sun with branches reaching high up. The solitary guest entered my soul. But my greening life flooded me.

“Thus I wandered, following the nature of the water. The solitude grew and extended around me. I did not know how unlimited the solitude was, and I wandered and looked. I wanted to fathom the depths of solitude, and I went so far until every last sound of life had died.”

Our sound of life is the mind, whether open space or crowded. The emptying is filled.

“Balance is at once life and death. For the completion of life, a balance with death is fitting. If I accept death, then my tree greens, since dying increases life. If I plunge into the death encompassing the world, then my buds break open. How much our life needs death! Joy at the smallest things comes to you only when you have accepted death. But if you look out greedily for all that you could still live, then nothing is great enough for your pleasure …

“If you accept death, it is altogether like a frosty night and an anxious misgiving, but a frosty night in a vineyard full of sweet grapes. You will soon take pleasure in your wealth. Death ripens. One needs death to be able to harvest the fruit … Limitation enables you to fulfil your being.”

C.G.Jung, The Red Book

Angel, after Raphael’s painting

Poem of Eclipse – Light from Light being Taken

Rahu Northnode

Distances in the solar system
‘twixt points of light,
are physical and illusory.
All occurs concurrently.

The fading here of the light
when the light goes out of things – the beauty
with light from light being taken,

my weary grieving
being drawn
during eclipse:

becoming less,
settling for less,
the fading light –

the fading and dismembering of Rahu is endarkenment !

What “enlightens”
but the withdrawal of excess meaning ?
a subtle sainted change
and thinning in the air …

the mist behind
the dying and the seeing,
is living here.

Poems of Eclipse, 1999

Magic Circle rotation through a figure of eight

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MXttBgFaXBg – Liszt’s “Angelus” from the third Annees de Pelerinage – played by Joe Renouf

The Angels’ Sound – a cosmic mandala

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Two Pictures

Posted on April 23, 2014 by janeadamsart

Sacred India Tarot – the Ashwins

In the Vedic constellations (Jyotish), the Ashwins are in Aries, the sign of the New.

“The Ashwin twins are elder Vedic gods. They were heralds of the dawn. They left an impact in the sculptural forms depicting Skanda and the Buddha in later history. As Solar deities, they were the first physicians – doctors to humanity as well as to the gods. They were that rarest of heroes – intellectuals who could act decisively. They were described as dazzlingly handsome, and as intellectual in action, the powers of movement, fierce-making in their paths … to think and act are one. They healed countless numbers of the lame, and restored sight to the blind.

“They give that impelling energy for the great work which, having for its nature and substance the light of the Truth, carries man beyond the darkness.

From an article by Rohit Arya

Moon child is taken for a ride with Hermes (Aquarius)

Moon child is taken for a ride with Hermes Trismegistos (Aquarius)

I dreamed in the night I rode a new bike, with a back-rest. Here is my drawing of it, 27 years ago. Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanti. Peace.

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Grand Cross part 5 – Moon in Aquarius

Posted on April 22, 2014 by janeadamsart

23.4.14, Moon in 13 Aquarius – Tarot Keys 2 and 17: the Priestess and the Star

These Tarot Keys, the Priestess and the Star show in picture language, the Moon in Aquarius, to which they are assigned.

Aquarius is the Water Bearer; and those same waters flow from the lap of the Priestess. Half hidden, she holds a scroll of the Akashic record; the Grand Cross itself is on her breast! On the pargod or veil behind her, is woven the Tree of Life: her head is Da’at, union; the cross is Tifareth. The Sefiroth are pomegranates. She is in bud. She sits between Solomon’s pillars of Jakin (Yod) and Bohaz (Beit) – the day and the night. She is the whole of the subconscious: she is everything in us before it flowers and sprouts leaves and lives. The Priestess serves the tides of the Moon.

Key 17 the Star is also called “Meditation”. You can see why. The Great Star shines through the seven stars or chakras of her spinal column: the well has concentric ripples like the rings of a tree. The scarlet ibis in the background is Thoth – intelligence of the Priestess’s ripe pomegranates. The Priestess is heavily robed; the woman of the Star is mother-naked.

Picture-language such as this, serves to open the mind; to contemplate; to begin to think creatively, as the surface of the pool is quietened. We begin to see.

Explanations and interpretations are irrelevant.

We begin to see differently. In psychological terms, it is the capacity of the Moon and of Yesod, to perceive; to open the way. This Wednesday, the Moon in 13 Aquarius resonates through Jupiter 13 Cancer, Pluto 13 Capricorn, Mars 13 Libra and Uranus 13 Aries, an unexpected reflection; as if above and below all the news and views, the hidden spring is flowering. But we must look within to find!

It is a providential yoga. It is an alternative view; the innner benediction.

On the Tree of Life, the Moon is Sefira Yesod – sphere of the personal self, our childhood conditioning, the filtering vessel through which we perceive the world. The word yesod means “foundation”. The transpersonal Self is expressed uniquely through each personal ego or small self: each way the “i” is tempered. This is where we grow, and open out into the branches of the Tree, and the heart of it which is Tifareth: the beauty.

Menorah – showing Hebrew Sefiroth; and Tree of Life, showing the Sefiroth in English. Sefiroth means sphere or emanation.

Many interpretations of today’s Grand Cross are locked into strutting sandwich-boards of doom. So what’s new? The symbols may be read as a closed-circuit or as a living spiral. It is as old as the hills for the human monkey to look out there and project fear, drama and death onto what we view, and to give away to it, all our power. During an eclipse period we are vulnerable to our negatives; and it is Easter too.

What is the lesson now? Seeing – and suffering – a negative trend, keep the mysterious option open, wherein it swims. Hold in consciousness both realities; choose the limitless, and let the limitation within it, melt. To access the power which knows the way, we need to look at life unfolding inside ourselves. We tend not to. It is more amusing, more horrifying and more dramatic to look at what the politicians and the corporations are doing.

Here is where it starts, and it takes strength to keep open, and to be in touch with ourselves where we really, really are. The rest is hearsay, habit and a shrinking screen.

The Grand Cross mirrors human values and chivalry, as well as tension, challenge and change.

Ask: am I a rigid frame, or do I dance?

“Move with the movement, keeping still, move with the beauty of the Tao in its flow of balancing, re-equilibrating. What seems dark to you is the water moving, and nature’s exquisite tendency to flow in and out of stress points. Sitting on the nub of what seems to be depression and insecurity, is a place from which to view the ebb and flow of life; without judgement, including the mood, without the mood. Tao is uncertainty. Don’t make it an enemy.

”Touch the muddy face with tenderness, and allow it to complete itself.”

These are thoughts inspired by Master Han, who wove his poems from the grasses and rocks of Cold Mountain in the 9th century AD: here is a drawing of my own interface with him. I had forgotten him! Quietly he emerges from the dark corner of my soul.

old tao sage

So what matters? Why does it matter so much
to me? Who is “I”?
Let it go, dear heart, and be in touch.

sketch, alternative Tao Tree Gevurah-Hesed

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Grand Easter Cross, Part 4 – Problems

Posted on April 21, 2014 by janeadamsart

Angel with rabbit, 1988

There is a small green book by the astrologer Roy Gillett called Economy, Ecology and Kindness. It reviews the major astrological events during the present two decades of Pluto in Capricorn, and its thesis is of turning-point: it is crucial for “kindness” to begin to pervade governmental and financial institutions progressively, as in our kindred, our relationships and with Nature, at all levels. Well worth a read. And kindness begins at home.

I am having quite a hard time just now – unkind to myself – and serendipitous insights from fellow bloggers give me a real pick-me-up in the morning! Charlie wrote: “At what point did kindness fall down, leaving the mind in charge of the rest of an entire life? … At the very bottom of the well there is you and your heart … a sacred temple for one … it matters how you vibrate and hold space.”

And this one, following Katie’s post on our mind as autopilot (see the comments also) – the challenge to discriminate this and to develop conscious creative thought: “Mind gets on an unhelpful track and runs with it … (It is so helpful to share and realise this) … Every day is another chance to try it out.”

ANY UNHELPFUL TRACK, yes! I am trying, as all my life, to disconnect from those unhelpful tracks, and reach the kindness in the bottom of the well. It is hard. There is no success. It doesn’t get better or easier. Each time the same bleak misery, then identify, name it, and disengage – and glimpse space and truth through the fog – the same struggle. Poor Easter bunny!

Seeking enlightenment

Actually I spent the whole of Easter Sunday – after finishing and posting “Magdalene” – in bed (my burrow) reading Joanna Trollope and having short sleeps (by evening I was unhappy again).

Anyway, this is the poor old human condition, and we are in a mess, because we valiantly espouse our UNHELPFUL TRACKS and fervently believe in them. The problem is my belief in myself being bad. The scolding mother has an embedded authority, and asserts this belief as top news item, come on, don’t tell lies, own up.

On the other hand, the weekend’s Tarot oracles show the lovers, the fool, and strength, they show me pujas and rose gardens, it beams to me the solace and articulate wisdom of fellow bloggers, THIS is real, this is the real condition, not my mental-assertive concrete bits. Caught between the two, and with pain and grief in my stomach, I yet see my mind’s “unhelpful track” for what it is, ephemeral. This helps me “lose” its command station, its power over my mood, its way of shutting me down.

But by yesterday evening, I was without community again. That is what it does.

I am in community again now, thanks to writing, and I note my weakness; the idea I should do or be something bold and strong for Easter Grand Cross Bunny, and Pluto on my Jupiter – I feel actually overwhelmed and disabled by it all. As a volunteer, I standunder the human condition – where it lives, where we live in and out of community. This is a useful definition.

The well – November 2013

I live alone, and am vulnerable to battle and monitor these states. That is to say: to endure them, and keep remembering – just enough – to awake from within them; to be kind? to feel what is true. Kindness and … (visually) broken concrete slabs and landfill – the hard, dead, crumbling rubbish that gets thrown into the well – this and kindness – kindness is the deep dark water which breathes. Focus on kindness as “real love”. Focus the open and never ending story. Make this thought-form “Accurate, profound, courageous, positive” as Paul Foster Case wrote of Tarot Key 8 Soul Strength.

“Change the pattern, and you change the result.”

And if I go under and have to keep starting over, this is not failure. It is work in progress. It always even if for a brief time each day, awakes. This is ongoing.

Good meditators and advaitins spurn the mind. Some people have an ability to set themselves apart from the unhelpful tracks. I haven’t. And perhaps it is my nature and my job to suffer them (usually from ‘something I did wrong to someone else’), because dissolving their delusion each time, develops the muscle of what is true. Like now, I see through the delusion into the kingdom of kindness – the unhelpful track is IRRELEVANT!

There is no fantasy in kindness: just do and be it.

There is a big insight into why therapy can be for long intervals stuck and unproductive. It is because the client is churning around and along the unhelpful track … the Great Story Fantasy of Done and Done-to.

The infertile Done and Done-to story fades. It bears no relation to the light of today, to the river, and to kindness. The Done and Done-to ethic is contagious through the lower mind in a novel, or something someone says … a collective opinion rules the unhappy roost for a time, until I slowly ignore it and climb out from the slurry.

cockerel

What is interesting, is how compelling it is. It fastens on every operating wheel and lever of my mind and mood. Of course, it is depression. Depression is when I am cut off from community, from family … in the unhelpful track of me. Depressives suffer from seemingly massive insights and motor feebleness. Depression is the magnified self-script and scolding mother – a child too small and exhausted to tidy the house or cheer up or do anything interesting. See?

Neptune in Pisces; Tarot Keys 12 and 18. This will be the Ascendent here in London when the Grand Cross is in full focus (23 April 4.15 gmt). On the Tree of Life, the Ascendent represents Malkuth, the physical sphere of action, embodiment, materiality, type of birth. Neptune represents the Godhead, cosmic source. They combine as the divine thread or KAV, through the Tree of Life: as above, so below.

Neptune in Pisces! – sounds mystical, but is actually the Hanging Man’s (reversals and turning-points) Self-surrender within the Moon-child’s journey of embodiment. There is the Self, head down in the well, being born and breaking invisible rocks: a paragon of high and noble spirituality.

And there are my small-dog personal selves, sent to the bottom of the class to begin their journey again, through the Piscean Path’s snakes and ladders.

But the Self in the well – is where it bottoms out. All is well.

The Piscean path of the Moon in Key 18 evolves from earliest life forms clambering from the sea – or the desert – to humanity and consciousness. The sign Pisces rules the feet. The record is kept in that tiny part of our brain, the medulla oblongata, just where the spinal cord reaches the head. It holds our lizard memory. The distant mountain is Key 9, the Hermit’s illumination. And what do the digits of 18 add up to?

In the Lovers Key Six, there is the mystery of that same pointed peak between them: they do not touch.

Tarot Arcana 4 & 5: the Emperor (Aries) and the Hierophant (Taurus)

Taurus begins, today and tomorrow. This thought opens my fire and earth landscape between Aries and Taurus, where I have the North node … the liberating Beauty, its fullness with life and humanity. Be brave. Be bold. Be kind. The Moon today works through Capricorn.

With these images, the Inner Lover is back, quite physically, through the wood and the well. The discarnate One is closer than my breath: I receive. I become still, with the subtle Kingdom in my pulse. Touch and be touched with the root of the well which is kindness; move onward with this, keep walking, the Hermit is not on a far distant mountain, his staff is in my hand, and so is his lamp with the Seal of Solomon.

When the foot prints along the sand seem to be one person lonely … it is when he or she, my inner teacher and strength, is carrying me. Life picks you up. Don’t fight with life. The sea breathes in and out.

So on with the Red Book.

Jung writes: “The small grains of sand have rolled in fabulous primordial oceans, over them swam primordial monsters with forms never beheld before. Where were you man, in those days? On this warm sand lay your childish primordial animal ancestors, like children snuggling up to their mother. O mother stone, I love you. I lie snuggled up against your warm body, your late child. Blessed be you, ancient mother. Yours is my heart and all glory and power. Amen.

“What am I saying …? — Here the stones form states. … Is it the sun or is it these living stones, or is it the desert that makes my head buzz?”

In the desert there is nothing but prayer, the posture of prayer.

jung’s painting in the Red Book of the tree of life (centre), the desert, the serpents and scarab

He returns to the Anchorite, to the Hermit. He tells him, “Why, all the things that you must experience in the desert, you wonderful man! Even the stones are bound to speak to you … although the thirsty desert surrounds us, an invisible stream of living water flows here.”

He tells the Hermit that he is a stranger to the teaching – more foreign than one from Britain’s furthest shore – and has much to learn. The Anchorite tells him he “found inexpressible words to greet the break of day: let the heathen prayer to Helios suffice; be astonished at nothing, and in no sense condemn or regret it. Let us go to work.”

The Anchorite (who is Ammonius Sacca) goes on to tell how he himself was freed from the awful predicament of spinning words – the days when he was a famous university lecturer in Alexandria.

scarab

The Scarab is a classical rebirth symbol. In my own light: the desire is to honour a Mystery effectively, to worship it well in its moving parts. When I fail in any part of this, I suffer until the imprint fades. I suffer as an artist, getting the painting wrong.

The Greater Mystery of Life does not oblige me to be happy or sad. Those are adjuncts and adjectival only. The Greater Mystery does not mind how long my route turns around it, for it is timeless. My Grand Easter Cross produces the scarab, and symbols of birth and death and second-birth, and planting flowers in the garden, and the word “COMMITMENT”.

In my desert I discover a greater commitment perhaps, and realise my faith is to my interior, and it doesn’t matter if it cannot or should not be told. In the same instant of in-turning to source, is the outward flowing NOW, the connective fibre with the human family, as given. The situation is so simple.

Daffodils in Douglas Harding

Thus, for me, the Grand Cross resets my commitment, the same way as a home-hub modem is reset, by turning it off, then on again; or a piano is re-tuned. The resetting recurs again and again in life, but is likely to be profound during a major astrological event. And in the resetting is the soul’s dark night, a little death: paralysis for a while. A fixed patter dies.

Dies Irae – from the deep we cry to thee.

Arcanum 6, the lovers – an early version

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Magdalene

Posted on April 19, 2014 by janeadamsart

The name “Magdalene” is derived from a Hebrew word, magda, meaning “tower”: a vessel for the second birth.

the tomb – October 2000

This morning in my dark night of the soul, I remember a painting I did. Here is its story:
(3 October 2000): “Season of mist and mellow fruitfulness. If I am sitting in the retort, seeing out of the window, the birds of mercury that fly by, are throbbing warm feathered vitalities of the Spirit.

“On Sunday a powerful bolt of feeling – listening to Messiaen’s organ music of Mary Magdalene/Jesu in the sepulchre (No.11 in Livre du Saint-Sacrement) – produced this drawing. Mary M is leaning back into him and giving birth to the Sun, which is still inside her. He appears in the grey dawn when she thinks he is dead: he says her name very quietly, and her heart awakes with joy.

In the night I woke up with foxes shrieking outside; and I felt in myself what was still blurred in this drawing. A “hermes sensation” came slowly over me, with the teaching. On Monday morning I completed it – a cracking dawn landscape, her womb. The rocky cave around these beings became like the original Serpent. Christianity is more timeless with adam and eve, and more esoterically erotic, with the Son being born through Mother Earth, than most of its caretakers might care or dare to see.

“Then last night I dreamed I’d given birth to a baby, and now the pair of us – baby and I – were engaged on the enormous and exhausting task of feeding the baby from my inner body; i.e. to find a position where this could be done, how to hold it and the blankets around us (as Earth): the vast and cooperative hunger of the child.”

“O Night you black wet-nurse of the golden stars! From this darkness all things that are in the world have come as from its spring or womb.”

Thomas Vaughan

“The red and the white tinctures of alchemy are in this drawing: the pinkish violet in the rocks around him like the changing of the water into wine. It is a geode, and also the fresh, cold sea.”

19 April 2014
I recall now, that I did the drawing with an awareness of history. Like Jesu’s agony in the garden, foreseeing perhaps the centuries of abuses in his name, the woman bears with the Sun in her labour and return, a knowledge of how she will be suppressed, distorted and demonized, for religious reasons. Deep down, the Yeshua Maria consciousness is alive, two halves of the same seed.

Easter is a family time. On holy Saturn’s day, when all the religious images in their churches are shrouded, I sorrow also – my sense of apartness. It aches sharply through my hands; but the pain brings connection to my creativity. I asked my Tarot for a key to open my day with. It turns out to be Key 0, the Fool: the alchemist: the eternal antidote to depression. To the left and right, I found the Lovers and Soul Strength.

Yes, the stone will roll away and the Son of Man will come out. In this moment the cave of the tomb is Mary Magdalene, as in my painting; and he called her name, she heard, and he came and stood beside her. He is free.

The solace is as ever, my interior world and its precise vision; it wakes through the shutters. Life strides on brightly through the shadows; all is well; there are these passing shadow states. Connecting seems to happen through the passage of pain through my hands – brief and sharp, like lightning – for the creatures of the forest begin to stir – the Glory begins to stir – my resources flow their lifeblood through me, I am in the dawn. The healing is that I am not limited. Don’t get bogged down with life. Keep travelling the mountains and the ravines. Pick me up each time. “If you don’t fight with life, Life takes you up and puts you on her shoulder” … an old Osho song.

I climbed out of the dark night and grasp the bright, sun warmed rock. Be at peace with the turning point, however it manifests: for still there is pain, and the grief of having been unwise, and now my trapped negative nerve is clamouring. Look to the progress of humanity, of human values: courage, honesty, mindfulness and real love.

You see, the Fool travels at dawn, the Lovers are open, the lady restrains the red Lion so he will roar in a different way, he will sing to the dawn. The red Lion is bound to her body softly, with roses. Look to the human values, and mend.

In the churches, the holy images are draped in mourning cloths. If we have a troubling inner issue, we are likely to be crucified on it for holy Saturn’s day. Fall, fall, fall into the dark tomb and rise again as Light. Everything that is preached about this, is theory. I have to do and be it myself, or pass for ever, the buck.

The Last Supper and the Healing

The sound of the sea is unchanging, bringing with it, seals and souls.
May all that we plant and cherish this spring, bear fruit. I wish you a joyous Easter tide!

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April Grand Easter Cross & Tarot Keys part 3

Posted on April 18, 2014 by janeadamsart

Part One – Versions of the Cross

planetary spiral around moving sun – Naseem Haramein

malta grand cross, masonic

In my previous post, I mentioned that we can reflect on the April Grand Cross in our skies, as an emblem of noble human qualities. Not surprisingly, it is struck for the highest orders of knighthood.

Here is a small gallery of Maltese crosses:

Italy,_Knight_Grand_Cross_of_the_Military_Order_of_Italy

older malta grand cross on laurel wreath

grand cross order - awarded to nova scotia ambulance crews

general sir geoffrey howlett, 1988 - Version 2

The portrait of Sir Geoffrey (painted in Oslo, in 1988, showing his CBE) reveals my early fascination with medals. I researched them carefully, and went into a rather mystic state when painting them. For me, the mystic dimension has great precision – far more so than the muddle of our beliefs in life. I intuited them as elder emblems of human value. I was attracted to their geometry and detail. At that time I was just about to study Kabbalah.

lunation cycle, after Eliphas Levi

The two final crosses show the cardinal points with their zodiac signs – fire, water, earth, air. In those days I did a lot of work with the Tetragrammaton (JHVH) on the Cross of Ezekiel – my text book was Mouni Sadhu’s The Tarot (Mandala 1962). I drew and experimented with placing the four elements in different points of the compass.

Today is Good Friday, and we concelebrate the light and shadow of Easter Cross.

Finally, here is an esoteric explanation of the Maltese Cross from a theosophical book called Saint Germain on Alchemy, recorded by Mark and Elizabeth Prophet. The chapter on the Maltese Cross of God, Power, Love and Wisdom inspired me years ago, and I am glad to rediscover it. To read it, click on any page:

This page continues: “Thus is the fullness of God’s kingdom conferred upon his sons and daughters – thus through the pattern of the Maltese Cross is the concept of “Thine is the Power” realised!

Page 283 continues: “Thus is the fullness of God’s kingdom conferred upon his sons and daughters – thus through the pattern of the Maltese Cross is the concept of “Thine is the Power” realised!”

Those ideas inspired – in 2003 – this ‘conventional’ portrait of Saint-Germain. It is unlike my other ones of him as a musician, alchemist and diplomat, in 18th century dress. See http://janeaquariel.wordpress.com

Part Two: Tarot Keys

23 April 2014 Grand Cross

In my previous posts, we looked at Uranus in Aries (fire) square to Pluto in Capricorn (earth). In picture language, we see The Fool in Key 4, the Emperor – both in profile, but with different attitudes: the Fool dances and begins: the Emperor surveys and is vigilant.

Aries is a sign of birth and soldiery. Capricorn is a sign of old age and authority – the controlling powers. Both signs at present show transformation, wake-up call and upheaval. They are in Square aspect – a 90 degree angle. There is a lot of tension, but also room for building work, as they are part of the Grand Cross. T-squares – an opposition pivoting on a right-angle – are found in the charts of creative artists and high achievers. It takes work, and a passion for finding a solution to difficulties.

Uranus in 13 Aries is set in Cardinal Square to Pluto in 13 Capricorn, as pictured by The Judgement (Ascension) and the Shadow (Materiality). Note that under the Shadow’s authority, man and woman are in fantasy bondage to each other. In the Judgement, they open up and out, give birth, and are uplifted. This Key pictures a quantum leap. The Archangel is Gabriel whose trumpet calls the unique and beloved infant in each one of us. The Shadow effigy stands in front of Archangel Uriel of the lightning-flash.

Today I am looking at Jupiter in Cancer square to Mars in Libra.

Jupiter in Cancer, Keys 10 and 7.

Jupiter (Key 10) is exalted in Cancer (Key 7) the sign of growth and tidal movement. This combination fascinates me, for the Wheel is on the Chariot. Idly, I reflect that the Chariot was stationary because a wheel broke, and Jupiter brings the repair kit and moves things along. A highly auspicious partnership. I had a dream, recently, about this. An articulated lorry got stuck, and the calm sea filled with great waves which came over the land from the horizon, and lifted the vehicle onwards.

The Mars (Key 16) energy is uneasy and excessive in Libra’s (Key 11) serene prevarications and shifting diplomacies. Mars is in his detriment in this Venusian sign. He wishes he could be where Uranus is now – in his own sign Aries – and change everything. In places among us, truth speaks through shattering walls of falsehood; seed cracks for the plant to grow; chrysalis decays and releases an inconceivable butterfly. This is regulated by
cosmic Justice or equilibrium.

On the planetary Tree of Life, Jupiter is Hesed, grace and opportunity; Mars is Gevurah – discipline and constraints in the triad of the soul. On the face of it, these images in right-angle stress, balance each others’ archetypal character, for Jupiter is growth, and Mars rules the energy of that process. But astrologically, Jupiter is in his sign of strength; Mars in Libra is swayed this way and that. Watch the tide.

Any further comments on these pictorial effects, are welcome!

Secret dakini oracle 18 April 2014

Here is a fascinatingly precise answer to … my personal question, this week. The cross’s vertical arm shows a transformative process – rising fire or altered state – Blow your Mind’s shisha and let it go. The Joker’s body is pure solar energy and fun. Horizontally the sacred masculine – (a priest’s puja with flowers over the shiny black lingum) – and the sacred feminine (the flowers in the rose garden, yoni) are honoured, and in balance. Siva’s “cremation ground” between them, is his dance floor – a challenging ascension through confronting death and Reality. It is related to Tarot Key 7, the Chariot.

To each side of this spread are – left-pillar or past – the Ally, corresponding to Tarot Key 15, the Shadow: confronting the unconscious. And (right-pillar or future), having ‘blown it’ – dakini 64’s Cosmic Smile !

In my notebook I jotted for general reference: “The jewel … is the most precious thing on earth, and the most abused thing on earth. Carry it with reverence. It is the same with words. Do not use them, without their pulse of meaning. What is respect? Respect is commitment and cultivation. The vessel, the seed, the human, needs shattering, to be born. The seed which didn’t get thrown around, is cherished.

Rosicrucean emblem 14 – angel shieves wheat from chaff

“Miracle is real, through the stony beach of life. The miraculous is the natural state: stop thinking, and listen. The philosophers’ Stone is free to all who recognise and carve it in our shared subtle body of Life. Thank you, peace pipe dreamer, for understanding this.

“Miracle this morning, through the sign of the cross, changed my attitudes. Every single one of us, each fish, each elephant, plant and tree, is turned a little, by the cosmic crossing through our Earth body. How do I feel? Tears of joy earlier. Now tired, and need to sleep.

Earth between moon and sun: eclipse period 15 -29 April 10§4

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April Grand Cross & Tarot Keys, Part 2

Posted on April 15, 2014 by janeadamsart

15 April 2014 - a chart of today's lunar eclipse on the forming Grand Cross. The moon and retro mars in Libra are a warlike feature, balanced by the grand trine venus-neptune in Pisces, with Jupiter and Saturn.

15 April 2014 – a sketch-chart of today’s lunar eclipse on the forming Grand Cross. The moon and retro mars in Libra, (opposite mercury-uranus in Aries), are a warlike feature, balanced by the grand trine venus-neptune in Pisces, with Jupiter and Saturn: Venus exalted in Pisces in 10th house suggests a factor towards peace making. This is a chart of opposite waves, and of unexpected change: indeed a tipping-point. The Eclipse period lasts until the 29th of this month. The seed of eclipse is alignment in the planes of Sun, Moon, Earth.

Here is a precis of a recent Kabbalah meeting, in which we looked at a chart of today’s formation of the Grand Cross.

This morning, 15 April at 8.47 gmt, the Moon is eclipsed in Libra by the Sun in Aries. This might be a peak or tipping point. We examine our impulses working for and against the situation. The crisis affects every one of us personally – to make up our mind: do we go forward? Or back?

Observe the shifting ground, the Karmic connections between involved nations, individuals and their planetary patterns.

Tonight – 15 April is Seder night – when the children of Israel left bondage and travelled into a new way of life. This applies to us all. In the gross media among nations, we can only hope the decision is peaceful. Pluto in Capricorn is Da’at – the space for long term processes – the knowledge of a civilization at the end of an époque: to evolve? Or to revert to savagery? The present tension cannot go on.

Pluto in Capricorn. Pluto is assigned to Tarot Key 20, Judgment (ascension) and Capricorn is the sign ruling Key 15, the Devil. Behind the tension of opposites is their deliverance and release - the triad as with the child in Key 20.

Pluto in Capricorn. Pluto is assigned to Tarot Key 20, Judgment (ascension) and Capricorn is the sign ruling Tarot Key 15, the Devil. Behind the tension of opposites is their deliverance and release – the triadic release, as with the child in Key 20 – the family of humankind.

The Grand Cross works out in terms of our local interest and the bigger picture of the human community. Are we selfish? Or are we a human family? – our childrens’ children?

It is tentatively suggested that the World War One multiple-reactive patterns in Europe are now UNACCEPTABLE. This never before happened in history. The economy cannot support them. The situation is cosmic. In our sphere, the turn of the spiral crosses 1914 – the pattern was repeated since Roman-empire times. Attempts to “secure” land go out of date, in the era of internet trading. The guiding Hand pushes the situation as a challenge; the Tree of Humanity sways back and forth. In 1962 (Cuban crisis) the planetary line-up was lop sided – with nearly all the planets in one sign, Aquarius – and very dangerous. The line-up this year is less so, because the celestial tensions are evenly balanced.

OBSERVE IN OURSELVES CLEARLY: local self interest versus the bigger picture in our conscience: watch the months following April. Someone mentioned a recent TV programme on the beginning of cosmos, and the subtle electronics of our body – how illogical and unscientific it is to say “it just happened”!

Forces are at work at a very subtle level. Only from a Kabbalist-history standpoint can we get some idea of the bigger picture unclouded by surface hype and fears. A general feeling emerges here, that nothing spectacular occurs, but a great deal changes, which future perspective will reveal. Countless geo-political and ecological factors are involved. We shall see.

Uranus (The Fool or Pilgrim) in Aries (The Emperor, or Constitutional intelligence). This combination is a wake-up call, for Uranus is "change" and the Emperor's sign Aries is "seeing".

Uranus (The Fool or Pilgrim) in Aries (The Emperor, or Constitutional intelligence). This combination is a wake-up call, for Uranus signifies “change” and the Emperor’s sign Aries is “seeing” – and also, Aries is the first-born in the Zodiac.

Uranus on 13 Aries forms an exact right angle to Pluto on 13 Capricorn (see above, in this post). Since summer 2012 and until spring 2015, we experience a series of seven tight “squares” between these two planets. 23 April will culminate the fifth in this series of seven.

Additional meanings are: Capricorn, old age; Aries, birth.

Pluto through Capricorn uproots old and outworn infrastructures – everything that was toxic emerges. It is an agent of transformation and renewal.

The Tarot Keys are assigned to the signs and planets of the Zodiac, according to the Hebrew alphabet. Letter Aleph (the Fool) is Uranus; Letter Heh (the Emperor) is Aries the Ram. Uranus (radical change and revolution) in the Zodiac’s sign of birth, Aries, illustrates the obvious wake-up call. A wealth of personal association may be discovered through contemplating these images. For instance: the relationship of dogs to sheep! – or “unarmoured” and “armoured”. Please feel free to comment!

The Grand Cross is elegantly depicted here, as the bow across the strings. The hands depict the angle of Aries and Capricorn.

In the School of Cremona, the violin makers were a soul group. Modern American violin makers don’t know how to do it! They unglued Stradivarius violins, took them apart, to find the secret – and they couldn’t.

Likewise, the esoteric view on history escapes linear historians. The principle comes into focus in the NOW – our current understanding of psychology: our rights and wrongs in nature: and how Providence operates through the numerous Schools of the Soul when we sit and listen. It is a different climate from the past, indicating a new unfolding future. More persons are being trained than ever before. The Schools of the Soul are what Jesus meant when he said “you are salt of the earth”.

Ez Haim, the Tree of Life

Never underestimate the general telephone exchange and post office – Hod on the Tree of Life. How beautifully organised it is! We mess things up when we don’t notice them.

Though the Grand Cross configuration is massive, the decisions individuals make, matter; and for us personally, these decisions feel terrifyingly important to get right. We are cells of Adam Qadmon. Change and progress are inevitable.

Only individuals can change things and set the ball rolling – and not necessarily with great effort, it may come naturally. It is about DOING YOUR JOB – or wanting to do it! It is provided.

A friend was made a non-executive director of a company. He noticed how the business conducted itself in the boardroom much better in his listening and attentive presence, than it did when he was involved and trying to run it. A non-executive director in Life, learns all the time by listening – by being detached and seeing. The art of life refrains from trying to tread the gear or push the action.

Yesod (coloured violet) - the personal foundation - is in the lower Great triad of Earth. Daat (union) the transpersonal dimension, is in the upper Great triad of . the Spirit (blue). Between them is the solar heart centre of the Tree - Tifareth. In the planets, Daat corresponds to Pluto and Yesod to the Moon. In the physical world of our solar system, these are about the same size.

Yesod (coloured violet) – the personal foundation – is in the lower Great triad of Earth (red). Daat (union) the transpersonal dimension, is in the upper Great triad of . the Spirit (blue). Between them is the solar heart centre of the Tree – Tifareth. In the planets, Daat corresponds to Pluto and Yesod to the Moon. In the physical world of our solar system, these are about the same size.

This is pure Da’at on the Tree – operating by inference, and not by leaning into the situation. Rather than try to fix someone’s problem… hear the voice, hear her speak, so she hears herself and melts her own resistance to solution.

Solution is relationship – an interior connection.. Da’at is Yesod of the higher world. A director in a company who watches and takes notes, gets everyone working – it irritates or galvanizes the workers a little! The Da’at of any situation is its essence, lightly touched to life.

Tarot Arcanum 0 – The Fool

The Tarot Fool, or Traveller … is both initiative and observer.

Further thoughts for today: The Order of the Grand Cross is the most advanced in many knighthoods. I hadn’t realised this. Why not regard the planetary Grand Cross in this light – a sign of nobility? What is noble? – the aspiration towards the best in human nature: values which endure and transfigure great difficulties. Lean consistently towards the better in myself, to which I aspire, and towards what works for the bigger picture, as far as I can see. Cultivate it here. Keep remembering, keep picking myself up through raw and vulnerable moments, remember again, and draw strength from that quality.

It occured to me, that I can take certain qualities – such as courage, honesty, mindfulness, real love – and contemplate them. For what we contemplate we become.

Then a friend rang up this morning and told me he had a dream. A voice in it was saying, “Cry me a river”. The human racket goes on, and there is a deep grief and pain of life. Go into a secluded garden and make it beautiful, he said. When the tension eases, as we go into May and June, we all shall do our summer planting, as spring this year buds and flowers a month early – we had no winter frosts.

Sad it is for each of us, that the pain in humanity is our non-recognition – often until late in life – of our Soul Law triad (Hesed, Gevurah, Tifareth) and its response to the transpersonal Daat in the tree. We are born again, we come into life without the integrating memory, and we have to find it all over again, like a blind person feeling along the walls of a room (between people) towards … the open door.

We recreate our wholeness again and again, through the sweat of our brow, the willingness of the heart, and the sturdiness of our limbs to turn the earth and make it fruitful. We labour to give birth. The awakened “quantum” of humanity is – as ever through history – of homeopathic potency in its dilution. The ratio remains about steady.

Cardinal Grand Cross 23 April 2014, 4.15 am gmt, in Tarot language of images

Jupiter (Hesed) in 13 Cancer opposite Pluto (Daat) in 13 Capricorn

across
Uranus (Hokhmah) in 13 Aries opposite Mars (Gevurah) in 13 Libra

with … Moon (Yesod) in 13 Aquarius

and … Neptune (Keter) in 7 Pisces (as the Rising sign, Malkuth)

to be continued /

APPENDED:
The Pluto, Uranus, Saturn T Square in May 2011, as shown in the Tarot Keys:

The T-square in March 2011: Uranus opposite Saturn, T-square Pluto

aquariel link

The April Grand Cross in Tarot Keys

Posted on April 13, 2014 by janeadamsart

Grand Cardinal Cross 23 April 2014, 04.15gmt in London UK

This event is building in our lives all spring, ever since its New Moon messenger back in January. Here – as the first in a series of posts – are some of my thoughts about it. My drawing of the Grand Cross is coloured in the spectrum of the Tarot Keys (applied to Zodiac signs and Houses) as taught by the Builders of the Adytum.

Here is a reminder of the New Moon chart at the beginning of this year: and a link.

New Year 2014 Moon Grand Cross

Glancing across to the Red book this morning, I caught sight of the “little black beetle on a rock pushing its mythical ball of sand”, and Jung (on his journey in the desert) wondering if it creates its conscious Scarab myth: and a thought comes up, that when we are living the myth – the Great Myths & Archetypes, as well as our small local ones – we are perhaps unconscious! (We dream.)

scarab and granite

Those titans who seeded their endeavours into the human collective imagination, endured (in their sight) perhaps ordinary and laborious lives, unawake to the resonance. Perhaps the weight of the unfolding myth puts us to sleep, so future millennia will sing.

What is your myth?

I have been turned rather towards one room, lately and am loaded with Jupiter. Time to step back a bit, and take a look through other doors. Yesterday, a lady from Cypress showed me a print-out from the internet, concerning the Christ-conscious viewpoint of the Grand Cross – the Child being born; the symbol, like a star, implying 4 and 8, and so on. It was enough to remind me that the Grand Cross on which much human tension is projected, is an actual alignment of the Great Maestri or Hierarchy; it is full of “yogas” or points of resonance. The Moon at 13 Aquarius in 12^th, “sings” the Cross’s tone, each arm on the 13^th degree of its sign.

Here briefly, is a list of Kabbalistic meanings for the number 13 gematria. In this system, the Hebrew letters which spell a word, have numerical values. The Hebrew consonants in each of these words add up to 13, and so each word (through spectrum of opposites), carries the same meaning as the others:

The meanings are: “BNH, Binah (Understanding)”. “AHBH, Love”. “AChD, Unity”. “AYB, Violation”. “BAHU, Void (desolation)”. “DAGH, Anxiety/cave/grief”. “GHH, Healing/health”. And GY, “Valley” …

… a depth of feeling and resonance. Other echoes are the Sun and 12 Zodiac signs; the Anointed One and 12 disciples, and so on. A circle has 12 divisions and its centre, the One. “13” is union.

In 2011, I laid out the T-Square of Pluto in Capricorn, Uranus in Aries and Saturn in Libra with the Tarot Keys (see at the end of my next post.) This was pictorially effective, giving a different angle for interpretation. So this morning I laid the Grand Cross out on the floor here, the same way.

The long arm includes its Yesod foundation – Moon in Aquarius, Keys 2-17. The Ascendent (Malkuth) is Neptune in Pisces; the Hanging Man in the path of the Moon. That goes in the centre, where the horizontal and vertical arms intersect. Look at that! – what powerful incentives for evolution and reversal of old patterns.

We will look at each pictorial pair, in my next posts.

Whatever makes or breaks in the surface dream, here are the long term dynamics, here is the river as it flows, the Wake up call … to contemplate.

The April Grand Cross laid out in the Tarot Keys. The Wheel is Jupiter, in the Chariot, Cancer. The Judgement is Pluto, in The Devil, Capricorn. The Tower is Mars, in Justice, Libra. The Fool is Uranus, in The Emperor, Aries.

In this series of posts, I shall discuss the planet/tarot relationships in more detail. For the moment, here is the situation in picture language – (for our subconscious storehouse responds to images, rather than to words) – and here are a few general observations, below.

The Sabian-symbol degrees of the April Grand Cross are not very auspicious. (You can look them up online). This suggests to me the cosmic capacity within us, and in the Guardians who form the Cross, and in many key personages in world events, to catalyze or bring the light right into dark situations, and to be unexpected agents for transformation. Our view of anything at present, is incomplete.

It is make or break: a time of decision in a myriad facets of the same gem. Are we to continue selfishly – (unacceptable) – or with conscious community? regarding our eco-system and human family? Isolation or connectivity? It starts at home.

Grand Cardinal Cross 23 April 2014, 04.15gmt

It so happens that the Grand Cross forms a major transit with my birthchart. Here – for my own archive – is a brief run-through of my connecting points with it:

Pluto in 13 Capricorn, on my Jupiter.

Jupiter in 13 Cancer, opposite my Jupiter, and T-square my Neptune.

Mars retro in Libra, conjunct my Neptune (15), which it will cross on 17 April, and then again, (after the alignment), on 16 – 25 June. Today Mars is at 17 Libra. It will turn on 19 May at 9 Libra, to travel direct. So look towards June for the full “effect”.

Uranus in 13 Aries, opposite my Neptune in Libra – a transpersonal contact/collective.

The Sun in 2 Taurus, conjunct my North node (touching Seal of Solomon aspect pattern). It is in the April eclipse-alignment channel.

Saturn in 21 Scorpio, conjunct to my Midheaven/midnight axis.

Last but not least, is Neptune on the Ascendent, 7 Pisces, opposite my natal Saturn on my Ascendent.

A further thought: events such as this in the sky around us, are older than the hills. They are always happening, and passing through one another. There is a Star when Jesus is born, which only a few wise elders recognise. There is a Harmonic Concordance – a Star of David – at eclipse in November 2003. There is the lunar Grand Cross in summer 2012, and the bigger Jupiter Grand Cross this month.

There are countless similar events and births. Each time, we look, we react and point to it as our ancestors did, and load it with racial and individual conscience, and try to figure out the meanings. Each time such a star forms, there is a tension of what is to be born. We are the system of our Sun, our Solomon. We embody microcosmically, the serene stresses of the planets’ orbital dance and nodal points of meeting. Always it is changing: arise, settle, change and vanish ; arise, settle, change, vanish …

Mercury April allegory, after Botticelli (2007). Note the right angle Mercury makes to the nymph, in his self-enquiring stance, like a tree. He is the messenger of the planets; their swift voice - and in the Grand Cross, Mercury is in Aries between the Sun and the south Node.

Mercury April allegory, after Botticelli (2007). Note the right- angle Mercury makes to the nymph. His self-enquiring stance is like a tree. He is the messenger of the planets; their speech and bearer of tidings. In the Grand Cross, Mercury is in Aries between the Sun and the lunar-eclipse south Node, and almost overwhelmed. Keep quiet!

The Great Star patterns – such as this Grand Cross of Jupiter, Pluto, Uranus, Mars in Cardinal signs – were in place when the solar system’s present aeon through time and space began, and to the majority they pass un-noticed. Through global networking, there is some stirring among the sleepers. Here and there, Psyche beholds her Cupid.

But to apprehend
the point of intersection of the timeless with time,
is an occupation for the saint –
no occupation either, but something given and taken,
in a lifetime’s death in love,
ardour and selflessness and self surrender.
For most of us, there is only the unattended moment, the moment in and out of time …”

T.S.Eliot

A Grand Cross – symbol also of our Earth – centres a fluid intersection – vertical over the horizontal – of the planes: the awakened and the sleeper.

The myth of Cupid and Psyche (1972)

Where is Mercury on the Grand Cross in chart? He is conjunct the Dragon’s Tail of eclipse, and almost hidden by the Sun. In London the Sun is still asleep, it is (in 1^st or 2^nd House, depending on the house-system used) the hour of Dawn, the hour of the Sun’s greatest power and potency below the horizon.

A week earlier, on the 15^th, the Sun eclipses the Moon. A week later, on the 29^th, Moon’s shadow will pass over the Sun. We wake when we sleep. The Archangel draws upon our door, a phoenix feather.

An angel at the door – Rosicrucean emblem 3

Millions of children in our world, young and old, are trapped in the agony of civil war, starvation, displacement and abuse. Rain forests are destroyed, fuels are sucked from Earth, we destroy what we devour, we uphold petty arguments of empire, and those in government steal from the petty cash. How can this go on?

Yet I feel the day will be a peaceful one. We will be dreaming, and later events will reveal what dreams we let forth into the light. We will in fact be delivering birth. This is a time to be silent and hear. It goes deeper than our emergency with ecology, climate change and international tension, for we have to get to the root – to touch the root of it within ourselves, as we are not separate. How this feels, and how it informs you is for you to discover; for though we are not separate, our “I” is infinitely distinct and diverse in nature.

A Grand Cross of this kind, gives you a whole season, and the unfolding years, to feel it in your bones, and to grow. If you are able, be mostly at home during its peak period (15^th – 29^th April), and especially on the 23^rd; and do practical house things to earth the currency, or to help someone who needs you. If you are travelling, keep journeying into your private oasis, whenever you remember it is “here”.

The word “private” is highlighted here; for the Moon persona on 23 April at 4.15am in London will be in the 12^th house, where she isn’t strong in the ways of the world. The Pisces Ascendent has an introverted “psychic” character – in the higher humanitarian octave.

Pisceanly

Respecting this trend, do not go forth too much during the peak period; do not force any issue. Whatever agitates your fishes in the sea, is in the hand of a Power which knows the Way. Decisions will appear, in your field, after the new-moon eclipse on the 29^th – when the new cycle begins. This will be a wonderful time to start planting in your garden.

BOTA Tarot Key 13. The sign is Scorpio, and its hebrew letter is NUN, which means “fish” or sprout. The symbol top left hand corner, is of the five senses of Life and renewal

Eclipse is a darkness, such as fell over Bethlehem the House of Bread, when the secret Child was born. The seed is like yeast or sperm. The seed falls into the ground and sprouts. This is the meaning of Key 13.

The seed falls into the ground during autumnal Scorpio, and germinates during the winter; this spring, we are given the whole process again in a nutshell. If the germinating energies are very tiring, rest yourself, and don’t try to do too much. You may feel an urgency to bring matters in your life to a head; but this is being taken care of. Your creative activity will gain surprising strength as the flowers come out in May, and as those forces which stir within the ground, come out onto the physical plane. Watch this space!

Eclipse is a simple withdrawal of energy. The tide goes out. The tide comes back in again.

For more on eclipse, see my post “The Field of the Dead”.

J. Krishnamurti (who experienced and monitored his conflict in a moment-to-moment way) stated that the essence of conflict is peace. The polarities – the high tide and the low tide – are not in conflict with each other. He said essentially, there is no conflict in the movement, the unbroken circling of the tide itself. There is no conflict in our breathing in and out: the Tao. The NOW.