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Abode of the heart.

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So there is this opening of the heart right.. when the image becomes so clear, that you can let go of all other explanation except the moment as it appears– You know it is like an outer blossom.. The image becomes clear, it now becomes context enough to step into–

What do we step into? We step into something very similar to our own being as we have known it– That is a certain part of the sense/form identity stays intact– Only everything we have known is now able to relate to itself differently–

What happens here?
We consciously change our sense of dependency– We step by step, take these final parts of us; and without annihilating them, we lead to a new sense of being–

The things we find here, are eternal things.. Eternal objects, they are not; temporal; but they are experienced in form in a temporal way–

Each step into this eternal habitat; moves the way we focus on these objects, what these objects mean, and what gives form to these objects– Each step gives us a choice; which is the gift of seeing what is us more clearly in that which is also not us; that which is that dance between us– A new identity is given to you; one that makes use of the old identity in a full manner, that says all the life you lived, is precious life.

So, a sphere opens up to its boiling center, where we learn the true ground of our being; which is not in any “thing” in it of itself– As we find this true ground; we reach a new solid state, a new dependency in the wilds of the movement; one that increasingly makes sense to the heart of our being–

This is a home base; a place where we absolutely know our heart; and can depend on what we imagine it to be… That is, all things that can happen to you; fall into the clarity of it– But we can also, venture from this space; to where our heart is unknown, to where we do not know how we truly feel and bring what we desire of it, back into the heart. These feelings are of permanence..

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“I am bringing down a structure right now; I call a heavenly abode; where by I will be sufficiently connected to certain structures in the dream world to begin my work; and, as I walk in this land; I will reflect this abode here.. Bridging the two–

Right now in a certain sense that is what I am doing with you; connecting you to a larger work I have consciously created in the land of dreams– Then, I have a story, that reflects this hidden land; which allows one to see how they relate to this land of mine, based on how I present myself in form–

But, there is sort of an event that has to take place to embody it; and its what I call the perfect dream–

The perfect dream, is like a reflection of all that I have known; in an arrangement that will allow me to play it out into an entirely different arrangement I could not relate to– And this whole dream, is centered around connecting every aspect of my life as I lived it, into its physical expression– So, in this perfect dream, I experience that perfect “cap” to reconcile my whole life into a sense of being–“

“it creates a crystal sphere of consciousness we could say; where the epic stories that relay to us our relationship to whole, perfectly hold that crystal ball of focus– Each degree of the context; refined into its increasingly localized definition–

You know the greater stories, have less parallax; but store the information that shimmers from it into unique localized stories; and the greater ability of parallax in the fibers of the epics, allow us to experience a greater and greater variety of form, with increasing clarity of our own heart to navigate those forms–

these myths must be embodied and the embodiment of the story must have consequences that reflect it as a reality (through out the substance of creation)–

You know the epics; create a holistic focus, and represent the top of the hierarchy; but the substance of the epic, allows for a dynamic expression of what forces are in dominion and where–

Out of that holistic focus comes like a ray of light into different stories that other “legends” filter the epics through, into the unique prisms of different dynamic rationals so to speak–

During this, emotions and physicality are united– So emotions become as substantial as any other form; its just we ourselves did not have the ability to reflect that sense dynamic field into our symbolic structures–“

For me; at a certain point “impossible” things will happen as a collective experience; these impossible things will burn away any explanation that doesn’t make sense of them– So you see, these impossible things will be precise points of manifestation, that burn away our ability to rely on current explanations–

Now there are two things to this– There are still some “natural laws” to this event; and that is

  1. Lasting change has to be established by all involved; that is, though through magick we can perform miracles so to speak, in order to craft our land; we cannot rely on these to be the ground, rather they make clear that which is worth making ground for us–
  2. The “natural laws” that govern the land in which we establish a foundation upon; can be changed– These are changed through stories that “reach up to these laws” and create an understandable way for the land to relate to the change– You see, so in order to change the natural laws of the land; you must play out an epic story in where these laws are changed, and everyone must know this story to some degree to understand why things are the way they are– (this is the idea of the kingdom in demonstration, where we understand the nature of our physical existence through the others that play out the roles in giving it shape)–

On Golden Leaves

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One of the methods I use for “pointing out”, is the tree in a field exercise–

First I tell the person to imagine two trees in a large field they have never seen before– When they have done this; I ask them to zoom in on a blade of grass, and ask them to zoom in on a leaf of a tree– If I do not feel any other place worth pointing out, I then proceed to point out about the nature of this experience–

I begin to discuss what I consciously told them to imagine, and then I call upon them to observe the details that just emerged with it– These are the fairy realms I would say; the hidden rules which coincide with our conscious imagination; there are the things we imagine, and then there are the things we unconsciously imagine in what we consciously imagined–

This idea; leads us to begin looking into the peripheral of the consciously imagined, to see the forces that come in and give shape to that focus–

So now; I have talked about my heavenly abode and perfect dream; which are etched with a brilliant gold leaf–

What is this Gold leaf?

Now, I tell you to imagine something different in this practice– I want you to imagine your greatest dream.. That image which sparks your hearts delight– Hold that image, gaze into it, and recognize the same as above, notice how much goes into that image to create that singular focus which holds that glory–

The golden leaf, is that exact point in the image where the light is revealed; all else, is but the shadow of the light–

That is to say– The light that the image holds is formless, and yet; we must hold onto these precious forms that allow us to glimpse it– When we clear out the image so that only that “Exact form” that holds up the light is clear; we create a golden template, or gold framed expression from the branches of our nature, which allow the leaves to carry the wind into a higher quality image– A focus that continually falls in upon itself–