Maps of Life on the Tree

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Collecting here a few handy maps of the Tree, I plan to rest the blog for a few days, as I go to a family celebration of my father being now 90.

Fore and aft my journey with the Chakras and the Tree, I savour my parental “human landscapes” (see earlier posts.)  They are the left and right pillars in my Tree.  They form the arch where through I enter “that untravel’d world whose margin fades, For ever and for ever as I move.”  (Tennyson)

Next week I shall resume and complete the story of Siva and Parvati in the Sacred India Tarot Archive.  Also, a Watershed tale, called “The Lens”.

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Tree of life, showing the BOTA tarot keys on the 22 paths

Tree of life, showing the BOTA tarot keys on the 22 paths

This shows where the Tarot Keys are placed on the Tree, between the 10 Sefiroth.  Around the top of each Sefira is written its type of Intelligence.   Each Tarot Key/Path has its own Intelligence also.  For instance, Tarot Key 21 the World is called “the Administrative Intelligence”.  Tarot Key 19 the Sun is called “the Collecting Intelligence”.  Tarot Key 18 the Moon is called “the Corporeal Intelligence”. The Magician – Key 1 – is “the Intelligence of Transparency”. To learn more, contact B.O.T.A.org

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This illustration shows my old Hermetic Tarot arcana (drawn in 1990/91) on the Upper face paths of the Tree.

Tree of Life upper face, showing hermetic tarot Arcana

Tree of Life upper face, showing hermetic tarot Arcana

No room on the paper for more – I shall do the rest in due course.

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And now, our span of Life on the Tree …

The Seven-year cycles on the Tree of Life

The Seven-year cycles on the Tree of Life

See earlier post, The Seven Year Cycles on the Tree of Life.

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Here is the Indian version:

Tree of Life showing the Indian shankara model of the Three Gunas

Tree of Life showing the Indian shankara model of the Three Gunas

In Kabbalah, the right-pillar of Solomon’s Temple is active:  the left-pillar is receptive, and the centre pillar is Consciousness – as in the electric circuit.  It corresponds with the Indian Three Gunas or qualities, red, black and white – fiery-passionate-projecting,  cool-intertia-veiling, and their equilibrium – Purity ascending.   We see also the Indian view of GILGALEM, the whirlings, in the Rajas or creative tendency.

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This picture holds a story of life up the Tree:

Tarot Arcanum 18, looking up the Tree from Malkuth through Yesod:  the path through the Moon

Tarot Arcanum 18, looking up the Tree from Malkuth through Yesod: the path through the Moon

It was painted when I was studying an earlier version of the Paths.

Hebrew letter Qoph, drawn as a Zain and crowning Kaph

Hebrew letter Qoph, drawn as a Zain (sword) and crowning Kaph (grasping hand)

This Piscean Tarot Key is in fact assigned to the 30th path – Netzach Malkuth – and to the Hebrew letter Qoph, whose sign is Pisces and the feet.  So that should be the letter over the Moon’s face – not Tzaddi.  In my old system also, this path was assigned to Yesod-Tifareth, moon-sun, persona-Self;  the path of honesty, of trial and probation.   Each system responds according to experience.

Key 18 is called the Corporeal Intelligence:  the repair and renewal of our cells when we sleep or rest …  the embodying and testing process as we travel life’s path.  Early life forms clamber out of the waters onto land;  animal consciousness dimly perceives the human sunrise.   Into our dark shadows, light yet gleams.  The letter Qoph means the back of the head –  medulla oblongata and the primordial reptile-brain .   So this Key rules the autonomic nervous system.

Indeed Pisces is at home here:  the feet and their reflexology.  Through the sole of the foot, the organs of our body as converging meridians, touch earth, sand, water, warmth.

footprintHow like an embryo it is!

The two towers are the gate of our body or “known” threshold, beyond which the Spirit seeks its companions.  Along the undulating path beyond the towers, the terrain gradually rises, so the lowest points are above the highest reached, erstwhile.  Take heart from temporary depressions!

This is an example of how each Tarot Key may be portrayed as the Tree and Sefiroth proportionally – looking up into it.

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Here again is the map I drew last week:

Fontanel or fountain - the Chakras on the Tree, according to BOTA tarot

Fontanel or fountain – the Chakras on the Tree, according to BOTA tarot

The Chakra “levels” are assigned to paths/Tarot keys between the Sefiroth.  “Mars” is the Tower path (the “Exciting Intelligence”), bridging Hod to Netzach:  the Crossing of the Red Sea. The Tetragrammaton triad appears, because the pin-pricks to outline it in that Aquariel post came through into the paper on which I drew this figure.   Naturally they are incorporated!

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And here is the heart of the matter:  the path linking Malkuth to Yesod, the Foundation in the root stem.  Saturn – the planet assigned to The World tarot key – rotates in her Rings – toutes directions.   The Understanding:  the weathercock:  the Earthbound.

The World compass at the heart of the matter

The World compass at the heart of the matter

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She dances in the hidden yet outgoing Centre of the Cube of Space.  In the B.O.T.A. teaching, the centre, the faces and corner edges of the Cube, and the three directional axes, are each assigned to a planet/zodiac sign/Tarot key.  I drew the interior cube in slightly different perspective, to define it from the geometric projection.  At its heart, where all points converge, you can just see the Saturn glyph, and a tiny TAV.   In my view, Saturn is the musician of the universe, shaping the structure and form of Beauty.   On the Tree of Life, Saturn is Binah, the Understanding … or literally, standingunder.

The Cube of Space, showing the positions of the Tarot Keys

The Cube of Space, all points of the compass, showing the positions of the Tarot Keys

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This morning I am thinking about stand-waves – how the current flows through loops and bumps in a river down gradients and around hidden rocks. In the same way, gravity is curved to the bumps and vortices in spacetime.   Observe the standwave of my physical body, constantly being replaced … the I-thought constantly replaced, substantiated, dying and being born:  countless incarnations, each one seems to last a lifetime, each a moment of ultimate diversity.

Observe the power of that magnetic field which keeps the standing-wave in the river steady as the whole world loops and swirls through it.

Here are two sketches of little surfing demons;  they show the principle however !

Rollercoaster standwave, 1987

Rollercoaster standwave, 1987

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Surfing, 1987

Surfing, 1987

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Who walks on the water, like Jesus?

Here is my portrait of Franz Liszt composing his Legende 2 of St Francis de Paule:

Liszt Legende - St Francis de Paule

Liszt Legende No.2 – St Francis de Paule

Links:  Perlemutter, – Balasz Szokalay, – Brendel (St Francis Preaching to the Birds)

(The first two recordings are interesting, particularly the Perlemutter one in 1939. The more recent live one by Balasz Szokoly has a noble quality.  I searched for Brendel playing it, but could only find his Legende No 1 – “St Francis of Assisi preaching to the birds”.  I include it – do stop and listen to it ! – because it is exquisite.)

The Legende No.2 rumbles up and down the keyboard like a great storm at sea.   The story is of a saint who needed to cross the water.  He had no money, and the ferryman refused to take him.   To the ferryman’s horror, the saint calmly followed the boat.  Great waves arose, and the boat almost capsized.  The saint walked on the sea with the heart’s glowing coin of coal in his hand, and quelled a mighty storm.

I have this feeling today, that I sit within a lens, in the core of the seed.  I breathe a rainbow fountain.   I visualise the paths of the Tree in their brilliant colours – my moon-boat.  There is no call to go anywhere, because the within is deep, unspoken.  I entrust myself to the shining mist.   Over the waters, my un-named teacher approaches, holding aloft the cross of the Rose, and in his other palm, a sacred fire – the SUN.   He is neither burned nor drowned.

Malkuth, with paths Qoph, Shin, Tav

Malkuth, with paths Qoph, Shin, Tav

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End of April is my each-year’s turning point.   Since my teens, each 27 April passing, something is glimpsed, which changes the particles.  In 1950, a French Himalayan expedition went to look for their mountain, Annapurna.  All the existing maps were wrong, and the surrounding mountainous terrain very difficult.  But on 27th April, they reached a high pass from which they saw the Goddess for the first time.  They called it Le Passage du 27 Avril.  They could see also, the way to Her through the deep dark valleys.

Annapurna Premiere 8,000 was my favourite book when I was a teenager.  I learned to speak French through reading it in the original.   This year, again I saw something.   The Saturday 27 April Independent – glimpsed at the supermarket – carried a photo of the SUN, entitled “The Future just got Brighter”.  The article is about the ITER project to replace our divisive nuclear fission technology with nuclear fusion – literally in Tarot terms, the “Collecting Intelligence” of unlimited solar power.  It cannot be used for military purposes, nor can it poison the environment, being its source.  The only small waste product is useful helium.   The centre for this project is Cadarache in southern France;  there is also one near Oxford in UK.  Since 1985 when Russian scientists first published the process, an unprecedented concordance of 34 countries collaborates.  The projected date is 2050.

I shall record my impressions of this article, in Aquariel in due course.   It looks as if there is light under the horizon.

Annapurna as glimpsed from the Pass of 27 April 1950

Annapurna as glimpsed from the Pass of 27 April 1950

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I heard someone say, the other day:
As Attachment withers, Love grows.  Then there is movement.”

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(1) Touching the Hem, (2) Seal, Stone, Garden

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Liszt Legende, St Francis de Paules

A link –

http://elenedom.wordpress.com/2012/10/01/where-does-music-really-come-from-more-on-rosemary-brown/

I follow Elene’s blog.  After doing my writing this morning, I came downstairs and found her latest post in my email.  For me, it develops my earlier post Maestro – Some Views of Liszt (11 August).   It includes downloaded sheet music, transcripts of Rosemary Brown being interviewed and writing down the music, and another poignant recording of the Liszt/Rosemary Brown Grubelei – composed in two time signatures simultaneously – and other music.

The philosophy, the open quest and the music itself “touches the hem of the robe” or reaches hand to hand … a discovery from in between dimensions, which scholars find hard, but friends can find.

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Today I am writing about ways of drawing near; beginning with my Kabbalah studies.

Here are Paul Foster Case and Anne Davies, the founders of the Builders of the Adytum.  Anne took over the work after Paul died in 1950.  I follow their correspondence courses.

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A few technical points first – like notes on a music stave.  Learning to hear them inwardly, takes practice.  Gematria, numerology and notations are ways of expressing the ineffable in shorthand.   We have to let them penetrate the clever mental fence, and be assimilated.  (Assimilation is alchemy.) Then they become meditations – alive, joyous  entities, in conversation and in the worship.

Each Hebrew letter has a numerical value, and as a hieroglyphic language, its use forms a music, a supra-conscious resonant lattice.  So I read:  the Hebrew YESODOTH (plural of Yesod, the personal-ego sphere on the Tree of Life) is a noun meaning Foundations.  RZI YSVDVTh is “the secret foundations”.   These letters add up numerically to 703, the extension of 37 (sum of numbers 0-37).  37 is the number of YChIDH the One Self.   The personality is a seed of the Self.   The Tree of Life has 10 Sefiroth, the sum of 7 and 3.

The (alchemical) Stone, EBN when the final N is given its full value (700), is also 703. E is Aleph whose value is 1, and B is Beit, 2.

Again, the garden, hebrew GN, is 703:  so we have in Tarot the Stone on which the pregnant Tarot Empress sits, in her garden (see earlier post, “Dove“.)  She broods it like an egg.  703 has the TEN Sefiroth of the Tree of Life infolded; the Law of seven and three:  menorah and trinity.

Here is the code:  the secret foundation is the seat of the unborn yet eternal and undying Self.  The numbers roll free into sensation and blends of flavour.  The oak tree dreams inside the tiny acorn.  Each one bears a billion acorns.  No human technology can break into this principle.  It lays surface waste to it for a time, but it cannot alter the principle.  It can copy, it can build a hologram, but not create.  The photonic lattice which projects the hologram is – must be! – beyond our long monkey arms’ reach.

tree in stone, and avocado seed

Creativity is co-creation – nothing other.  I am not creative.  I am able to form a vessel.   When just a whiff of Godcosm creates through here, there is bhakti.   I use the “Secret Dakini Oracle” a lot for readings – just three cards usually.  The first one placed in the middle is the present, then the past (left) and future (right) of this moment.  The quality of this moment reveals a picture story, like Lyra’s alethiometer in His Dark Materials.   The subconscious stores images, and responds with them:

Dakini Oracle 30.9.12

Briefly:  God pours his veiled ladies onto the lingam in the shrine.  They blossom as flowers, nature’s sex organs.  The Stone and the Garden are symbols of Yesod’s reproductive power.

Tree of Life as a formal garden (1989)

Try to recall:  this is what I truly am – these mysteries in full.  And you.  The Greater Mysteries are not written or explained, because they are plain as daylight on my nose.   Carry the Child.  I am the reproductive power of the universe:  pause to reflect.   I, you, we all are;  I am here this moment, with all this oak potential in the soul as seed, and in the organs which have finished harvesting, but do their time.

Chakras on the Tree:  Hod and Netzach – the arms and hands – are also the solar plexus, seat of memory management and the emotive nature.

The core of the cosmos is total peace.

In Kairos – cosmic or “present” time – the wheels very slowly turn.   Kairos as the galaxy, moves through Chronos.   Its seeming slowness travels in fact far, far swifter than the whirl of Chronos… as Hermes Trismegistos himself suggested, when he said to Tat, you can’t keep up with me.   Chronos is local, linear, planetary time.  The business of time and standing still, is  subjectively relative, like being in a train with the distant landscape slowly circling at different speeds.   Some parts move backward, some move forward.   It is like looking out to sea, where different currents move through each other – a great woven wicker fluidity.   The idea suffuses BENEVOL through veins and blood vessels – a gladness.  My body – when not trapped in the mind’s say-so – likes it.   My mind cannot quite grasp it, but is willing not to try.   The Doppler shift moves centrifugally, faster than we can conceive.   And yet I am its centre, its out-welling or emanation.   That is why we cannot conceive it, because you are too, and so is Venus and so is Jupiter, and so is each atomic particle in the Andromeda constellation … and so on

When a balloon is blown up, every single point on its surface stretches and expands away from other points.  Yet life in our tiny time provides a surface tension, to interpret consistently … as it does for the creatures we cannot see through.

Paul Foster Case wrote: Mental imagery, resulting from the creative male life-force streaming from the stars to Binah on the Tree of Life, is both cosmic and personal.   Holiness dawns.   It IS holy.  These ideas and feelings bring about a let-down reflex of “Lord, thou art God.”

dandelion Flower of Life

I dreamt I had a pet or daemon, a creature the size of a large water-rat, with long fur, yellowish and black, and the sweetest toothy snarl.   I called him Stoat, and he loved me too, and I cuddled him to my breast.  But whenever I got out of a car or something, I forgot him, and then searched for him, “Stoat, Stoat!” in anguish.   He should stay in my pocket.  I should stay awake and watch him all the time.  Street and traffic life is full of danger, and he squeals and cries.

What do I have with me, like that?   Many years ago, at the ruined fort at the end of Brean Down, a little stoat looked out of his hole among the rocks and grasses:  I saw him, and I wondered what he saw.  A conundrum:  what is the difference between a stoat and a weasel?  Answer – you can weaselly tell the difference, ‘cos a stoat is totally different!  

The stoat is a little insight or paradox I treasure, and keep forgetting or losing.  His universe – the way he sees Brean Down for instance – istoatally different from mine;  the inclusive totality of God.

menorah rose

Paul Foster Case wrote:  “Gestation is the outworking of mental patterns in the mother’s subconscious, modified by the qualities transmitted at conception from the father’s ancestral line.”

This is marvellous to ponder, from experience!

The months of gestation impress the entire history of animal evolution on the foetus.   The foetus holds a little branch, the ongoing delta of the DNA, umbilically.

It is “the baton” again.   The relay is not through one lineage, but billions in a moment, cross-purposing, porpoising, each one as significant as all the others, as all the other vesica-crescents in a stretch of sea:  the fish, the ripples.

Through the red sea, detail

“The highest spiritual healing is direct application of the cosmic life-force, controlled by mental imagery.”  The organising and expression of mental imagery seems to me essential.  It regenerates awareness of the stock.  It touches the collective, a circle of hands.  It assists the specialities and professions.   I DO feel the life force flowing through and out of me into the day.   Paul Foster Case describes it;  the sensation is familiar.   Stone of the wise?   The Stone and the Garden – the Tree:  seven and three.

Seven and Three

“Thy faith has made thee whole,” said Jesus to the man who touched his garment.  An instantaneous healing is recorded in the New Testament, but what we do NOT know, is how the healing held.  It is likely the recipient got the Light of Damascus on that day, and walked, and his sores fell off, and the scribes wrote it all down;  but he fell back into his temporal condition as the revelation faded.   However, what Jesus said is true.  Faith is an illumined glimpse of what we are holistically in the whole, through space and time.   One such glimpse is enough to work transfiguratively through the heavy waters and spades of a lifetime.  One who received it, one who has touched the hem, may go on suffering from disabilities, but he or she has shifted; the ground is never the same again.

Solomon’s lily in earth

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Part Two – Seal, Stone, Garden

I have to add some more, today.  I dreamt about another child animal, this time a young seal.  I met a workman carrying it along the street, and offered to take over.  The seal was heavy, but cooperative and affectionate, and produced a pair of little dragon legs for me to grip.

Seal script in the rocks on Eigg

Dion Fortune in Moon Magic says they work with a flower in the east, and in the west we work with a tree, and we should sit with a straight spine for a while each day, for the mercury to rise.  I’m afraid I don’t.  But the straight stem is implicit.   Walk tall:  what do I seek?  – an unfurred pipe:  integrity.

This is the basis of all esoteric and occult work – the integrity with myself … draws together its own.

Mercury is serpentine, with the Staff of Hermes – the caducean snakes.  The mercury heals when it is an ankh.  Quicksilver trembles up the rod, and a seal is not unlike a snake.  A seal is those wonderful veinous wave patterns in the rock the sea has made.

Such thought is a mountain spring, refreshing and subtle:  a cool kundalini.  The confection of the Philosophers’ Stone is this (caduceus) – and it is the Stone and the Garden.  The living Stone is a river:  water flows – the snake, river, stone, the eye.

Ojas is “the illuminating or bright” – the sublimated seminal-sexual energy.   The manner in which a man and woman touch each other, is contained and continent.   The creative and the sexual root and thought, are one and the same.   Venus goes into Virgo today.  A secretary is a SECRETary!

And another thought, helpful to me and maybe to you:  when I work at this level, I slow right down.  My metabolism changes, like a river in a deep wide bed, to a different order of time and breath.  Small wonder later in the day, there is metabolic fatigue as this tempo collides with frets and scurries of my surface mind: depressions and undone housework.   Look at water:  it moves over itself at different levels.  Our mind is no different.  Observing and respecting this principle, adjusting my pace to the cycles and tides, is not easy, but it keeps me in good enough nick.

I am told when I am deep down, that most disease is due to pushing ourselves beyond the appropriate tempo for the situation.  Unconscious stress and well-meaning obligation clings to and clogs an engine like blind bits of dirty oil, overlooked.  In time it turns to grit and blocks the wheels.

To respect and pace myself to the given tempi is just as essential in the long run, as the right food and vitamins.  Those are no use, when the Spirit is slack or disengaged.

To diet sensibly doesn’t come easily.  Though I like salads and greens and curries, I am not a veggie, and I eat rich dairies, eggs and chocolate.  These deposit what the acupuncturists call “phlegm”;  and similarly with my Sun in Capricorn and full moon in Cancer nature, I digest life rather intensely.  As physique and psyche interweave, I HOPE the inner work clears my body as we go along.  The field is electro-magnetic.

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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 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) – along with many other creations in house.  

I write, illustrate, design and print my books.   Watch this space.