Prayers of the Cardinals

Posted on April 3, 2020 by
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The inspiration for this piece came to me after awakening, the day after I had written Prayers of the Wheels.  This series is devoted to designing a life according to prayer.  The Holy Book is my prayer, for which I have been called as an Oracle.

In all directions is the One Source.  We are centered in Eden, encompassed by immaculate creation- both seen and invisible to our eyes.  From all sides come blessings and riches, and also comes danger. Turn always toward the season of God’s blessings, and stand strong when illusion is present.  It will present as a great tempest. When this comes, keep your gaze fixed on the other side.

The powerful sun arises.  It is illuminating. It is light.  The day is coming. The terrors of the night are no longer.  Throw open the windows of your soul and see the majesty of Eden.   See, and feel, the brilliant rays of yellow and gold as they crown the splendor of all life.   Yet the sun can scorch and burn like fire. And beware the bitterness of the wind that comes this way.  Prepare yourself, be watchful, and pray.

The Prayer.  “By what way is the light parted, which scattereth the east wind upon the earth?”  ‭‭Job‬ ‭38:24‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “Afterward he brought me to the gate, even the gate that looketh toward the east:”  ‭Ezekiel‬ ‭43:1‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “And Moses stretched forth his rod over the land of Egypt, and the Lord brought an east wind upon the land all that day, and all that night; and when it was morning, the east wind brought the locusts.”  ‭‭Exodus‬ ‭10:13‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “Thy rowers have brought thee into great waters: the east wind hath broken thee in the midst of the seas.”  ‭‭Ezekiel‬ ‭27:26‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “For as the lightning cometh out of the east, and shineth even unto the west; so shall also the coming of the Son of man be.”  Matthew‬ ‭24:27‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Queen of the South reigns over all.  She brings to life the gifts of paradise.  All flourish under her watchful spell. She knows all things and sets all things right.  But beware her wrath, as that of the Dakini. She holds the seat of power. She rules with warmth and swiftness.  She creates with nurturing gentleness. Yet she destroys with quakings and fire. She is Gaia and The Tara. She is the mother of form.  None can live without her.

The Prayer.  “Out of the south cometh the whirlwind: and cold out of the north.”  ‭‭Job‬ ‭37:9‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “The wind goeth toward the south, and turneth about unto the north; it whirleth about continually, and the wind returneth again according to his circuits.”  Ecclesiastes‬ ‭1:6‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “And he said unto me, This chamber, whose prospect is toward the south, is for the priests, the keepers of the charge of the house.” ‭‭Ezekiel‬ ‭40:45‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Payer.  “He caused an east wind to blow in the heaven: and by his power he brought in the south wind.”  Psalm‬ ‭78:26‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “The queen of the south shall rise up in the judgment with the men of this generation, and condemn them: for she came from the utmost parts of the earth to hear the wisdom of Solomon; and, behold, a greater than Solomon is here.”  ‭‭Luke‬ ‭11:31‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The world is aflame, even the sea.  Darkness comes. What does it bring?  For some it is respite, peace, and serenity.  But for others, the torment of night releases the shadows within our souls.  It is a time for evil, and a time for death. I watch as the light is fading. The day slips away, never to return.  I reach out to grasp what remains, and it dissolves from my sight. I am alone, in darkness, and afraid.

The Prayer.  “And he said also to the people, When ye see a cloud rise out of the west, straightway ye say, There cometh a shower; and so it is.”  ‭‭Luke‬ ‭12:54‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Look to the North Star.  Follow and see where it leads.  There is where you will find the Messiah, the One of the prophecies.  The Christ Consciousness calls as a voice from the heavens. This is The Light humanity seeks.  Is He the star? As I follow, the star continues to elude me. As I continue, ice seeps into my bones.  I trudge through dreary darkness. Yet I still cannot overtake the star. As I travel, I cross into lands I do not know.  My soul is weary, my limbs are aching. Still is the star suspended there. It appears now as a glowing and golden crucifix.  Surely He is there! But how far must I go? Will I ever reach it?

The Prayer.  “And Jesus said unto them, I am the bread of life: he that cometh to me shall never hunger; and he that believeth on me shall never thirst.”  ‭‭John‬ ‭6:35‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.”  ‭‭John‬ ‭14:6‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “The noise of the thunder maketh the earth to tremble: so doth the northern storm and the whirlwind: as birds flying he scattereth the snow, and the falling down thereof is as the lighting of grasshoppers:”  Ecclesiasticus‬ ‭43:17‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

“There is one glory of the sun, and another glory of the moon, and another glory of the stars; for one star differeth from another star in glory.” ‭1 Corinthians‬ ‭15:41‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “When they saw the star, they rejoiced with exceeding great joy.”  ‭‭Matthew‬ ‭2:10‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

I have come full circle.  I am encompassed by the great gurus.  At the cardinals are The Four, and at the ordinals are the eagle, the ox, the lion, and Man.  These remain wherever I go. To all corners of the earth and back, I see The Garden. I am home.

The Prayer.  “For promotion cometh neither from the east, nor from the west, nor from the south.”  Psalm‬ ‭75:6‬ ‭KJVA‬

“As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us.”  Psalm‬ ‭103:12‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

 Amen

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Prayers of the Wheels

Posted on April 2, 2020 by
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The inspiration for this piece came to me upon awakening, the day after I had channeled Prayer of the Watches.  In this time of global division, and during the season of Lent, we are each standing alone, to reconcile with ourselves.  These are precious moments, and what I have been waiting and preparing for.

I am perfectly engineered.  My city is built upon solid ground.  My house is upon the rock. I am a fortified tower.  The First Wheel balances, aligns, and supports. It spins a net of safety.  All is secure within my red walls.

The Prayer.  “And the foundations of the wall of the city were garnished with all manner of precious stones. The first foundation was jasper; the second, sapphire; the third, a chalcedony; the fourth, an emerald;” Revelation‬ ‭21:19‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

God is the artist and master.  He shows me great things, as I watch and learn.  From within me will emerge creations of pristine beauty.  The sounds, the colors, the tastes and textures of Mother Earth—all are woven into the tapestry of The Second Wheel.  I am a masterpiece. Within the blackness of nothing is the ever-burning flame. My orange cauldron is a vessel for purest alchemy.  All is transformed.

The Prayer.  “I form the light, and create darkness: I make peace, and create evil: I the Lord do all these things.” ‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭45:7‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Third Wheel is the star within.  As the helios in our day sky, the sun within the crystal core is a sacred energy source.  It is a brilliant repository of information for me to explore. There is where I find the great library, all science, and all empowerments from the One Source.  My center shines with the brilliance of gold. I feel the warmth of the molten plasma. This is true power like no other.

The Prayer.  “Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly.” ‭‭Job‬ ‭40:16‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “The spirit of man is the candle of the Lord, searching all the inward parts of the belly.” Proverbs‬ ‭20:27‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “He that believeth on me, as the Scripture hath said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water.” John‬ ‭7:38‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Courage comes from the heart. My heart for God encourages me and commands me.  I must be brave enough to love as He does love. I embody audacious compassion.  With fortitudinous generosity, I give. I walk undaunted toward opportunities to serve.  The temerity of my green heart is unstoppable. The Fourth Wheel spins with soft boldness, gentle strength, and fierce agape love.

The Prayer. “Have not I commanded thee? Be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the Lord thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest.” ‭‭Joshua‬ ‭1:9‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.” 2 Timothy‬ ‭1:7‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “For this is the message that ye heard from the beginning, that we should love one another.” ‭‭1 John‬ ‭3:11‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “Beloved, if our heart condemn us not, then have we confidence toward God.” ‭‭1 John‬ ‭3:21‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The sounds of the world are the voice of the Creator.  My voice is a song for God. I cry out. He answers. He listens to my song, my music, and my prayers.  I long to hear the heavenly hosts, and the songs of Hathor. He sends me signs, messages, dreams and visions, We communicate in an infinite number of ways. He has ordained me as His Oracle of Holy Scripture.   Within The Fifth Wheel are the blue prayers of the universe.

The Prayer.  “Wisdom crieth without; she uttereth her voice in the streets:” Proverbs‬ ‭1:20‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered.” Romans‬ ‭8:26‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer. “O sing unto the Lord a new song: sing unto the Lord, all the earth.” Psalm‬ ‭96:1‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer. “And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.” Luke‬ ‭2:13-14‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Vision like the eagle’s and the gift of insight—these are my spiritual tools.  With them I discern, I unravel mysteries, and then do I speak prophecy. By day I witness humanity in its splendor and glory.  In the dark of night, I close my eyes and travel into God’s universe, where I see all. Through an indigo haze, He shows me His miracles.  The vista of The Sixth Wheel is endless.

The Prayer.  “In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falleth upon men, in slumberings upon the bed;” ‭Job‬ ‭33:15‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.   “Where there is no vision, the people perish: but he that keepeth the law, happy is he.” ‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭29:18‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “Then was the secret revealed unto Daniel in a night vision. Then Daniel blessed the God of heaven.” Daniel‬ ‭2:19‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “It was Ezekiel who saw the glorious vision, which was shown him upon the chariot of the cherubim.” ‭‭Ecclesiasticus‬ ‭49:8‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

I thirst for knowledge.  Like two waterfalls, the purple energy comes pouring down into the corpus callosum.  I am baptized with understanding. The epiphysis cerebri has been lit. Emotions emerge as waves on a restless sea.  Thoughts swirl as ghosts through my mind. I hunger for more. Teachings pour into me from above, like warm honey. The Seventh Wheel is the gateway to the mind of God.   I exist for His every word. I have picked from the tree, eaten the fruit, and my eyes are opened.

The Prayer.  “for God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil.” Genesis‬ ‭3:5‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “Teach me good judgment and knowledge: for I have believed thy commandments.” ‭‭Psalm‬ ‭119:66‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “and to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fulness of God.” Ephesians‬ ‭3:19‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “For who hath known the mind of the Lord, that he may instruct him? But we have the mind of Christ.” ‭‭1 Corinthians‬ ‭2:16‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Amen

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Prayers of the Watches

Posted on March 31, 2020 by
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The inspiration for this piece came to me in a vision during a time of separation due to a global pandemic. The corona virus was upon us, and the world was caught in a grip of fear. We were apart from our loved ones, and some were in despair. All were suffering. Then God reminded me that He is still here–now and for always.

I awake.  It is the stillness before dawn.  These are the final hours of the First Watch.  I return from that sacred place, the world of dreams.  There is where I rest with the One Source. During the night I studied with the Ascended Masters and I was nurtured by Sophia.  The respite, in the blackness of night, is what prepares me for each new day. I cling to early morning, before the light. This is my time with my Creator,  This is where I wish to abide always.

The Prayer.  “when I remember thee upon my bed, and meditate on thee in the night watches.” Psalm‬ ‭63:6‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Today, as every day, I will carry The Word.  I am your Oracle of Scripture. My mission is clear.

The Prayer.  “Behold, I come quickly. Blessed is he that keepeth the sayings of the prophecy of this book.” Revelation‬ ‭22:7‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “She riseth also while it is yet night, and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens.” ‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭31:15‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Guide me from the moment my feet touch the floor.  I will warm the house, prepare breakfast, clear the snow, and make ready for your new day.

The Prayer:  “Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.” ‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭31:28‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

I await the moment when I see their faces, and hear their voices.  I pray that I bring them great joy, as they bring to me.

The sun is up,  So begins the Second Watch.  I cling to God’s presence, as it begins to slip away.  I pray.

The Prayer.  “But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.” ‭‭Matthew‬ ‭6:33‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

God has work for me.  I will go. I will do it.

The Prayer.  “Also I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, Whom shall I send, and who will go for us? Then said I, Here am I; send me.” Isaiah‬ ‭6:8‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer. “Arise, cry out in the night: in the beginning of the watches pour out thine heart like water before the face of the Lord: lift up thy hands toward him for the life of thy young children, that faint for hunger in the top of every street.” Lamentations‬ ‭2:19‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

I dress for work.  Is this my purpose?  What awaits me there?  Will I be successful? Am I doing God’s work?  How will I know?

The Prayer.  “Commit thy works unto the Lord, and thy thoughts shall be established.” Proverbs‬ ‭16:3‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Third Watch approaches.  The workday is partly over. The rest of the day may present as challenging.  Deadlines, urgency, time slipping away—worry sets in.

The Prayer.  “Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.” Philippians‬ ‭4:6‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Returning home, I care for my family.  I am weary. The day was long. This world makes my heart heavy.  Have I done well?

The Prayer.  “His lord said unto him, Well done, thou good and faithful servant: thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things: enter thou into the joy of thy lord.” Matthew‬ ‭25:21‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer.  “And the king said unto the man of God, Come home with me, and refresh thyself, and I will give thee a reward.” 1 Kings‬ ‭13:7‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Dusk.  It is time to light the incense and call upon God to find me again.  Will He follow the scent of the frankincense and come home to me?

The Prayer. “And they heard the voice of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day: and Adam and his wife hid themselves from the presence of the Lord God amongst the trees of the garden.” Genesis‬ ‭3:8‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

The Prayer. “And thou shalt put pure frankincense upon each row, that it may be on the bread for a memorial, even an offering made by fire unto the Lord.” ‭‭Leviticus‬ ‭24:7‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Fourth Watch.  We eat. We pray.  We wash ourselves with God’s s pure water.   We rest in our refuge. We are home.

The Prayer.  “Peter saith unto him, Thou shalt never wash my feet. Jesus answered him, If I wash thee not, thou hast no part with me.” John‬ ‭13:8‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

I give thanks.  I love. I celebrate.  I serve. I embrace the spirit as the day ends.  I return to my bed. He is all I see and all I seek.

The Prayer.  “I have rejoiced in the way of thy testimonies, as much as in all riches. I will meditate in thy precepts, and have respect unto thy ways.” Psalm‬ ‭119:14-15‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

I ask and hope He will return to me and take me to His kingdom once again.  I cry out: “Where are You?”

The Prayer.  “In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men,” ‭‭Job‬ ‭4:13‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Finally, the long-awaited words of God Himself are coming, as he meets me in another world. At last, I hear His Prayer. “I love them that love me; and those that seek me early shall find me.” Proverbs‬ ‭8:17‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Amen

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Where Do You Live?

Posted on March 29, 2020 by
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“Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me.” John‬ ‭15:4‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Does the spirit live within the corporeal body?  Or is the body a manifestation of the creative soul?  Such an age old question, and still unanswered. We live in a place of duality.   Segmentation is everywhere. We are black or white, male or female, good or bad.   We are us, and they are them. Man and his spirit–are they two, or are we one? As God is the great I Am, then am I not also so?  We are perfect creations of the One Source, made in His likeness. Each of us is a true kingdom of God.

“And as ye go, preach, saying, The kingdom of heaven is at hand.” Matthew‬ ‭10:7‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Yet be warned:  “But he, knowing their thoughts, said unto them, Every kingdom divided against itself is brought to desolation; and a house divided against a house falleth.” Luke‬ ‭11:17‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

I have been severed.  My soul is asunder. I know not how to secure  my house, and my kingdom. When will I abide safe, in a state of unity, or the oneness of being? Is my house solid and indivisible?  How can I learn what I must do? This I know—no longer will I be a house divided. 

Deep in meditation I ponder on how to stop the rendering, and to close the gap within the holy kingdom that is me.  The message is clear—it is accomplished through surrender, knowing, trusting, and inviting. Ask and receive, prepare your rooms, open wide your gates.  Then will the spirit come to you and abide in you.

But wait!  Further messages tell me another mystery, and a different how to bridge the divide within.  I hear the call of my wild soul, and iI know it awaits me. I am invited, I am the guest. The mansion is prepared for me.  The messengers have been dispatched to seek me out, and find me. It is up to me—I will go. My spirit is my mansion, and there I will take up my residence and abide forever.

And now I see there are more paths to unification—an infinite number.  The ways to completion are as unique as is each individual soul. See now the spirit and the body, superimposed one upon the other.  There is no beginning or end. The merge is ever moving, and ever changing. It can not be defined.

Jacob was a man in conflict, and a man of confrontation.  In battling the angel, he battled himself.

“And Jacob was left alone; and there wrestled a man with him until the breaking of the day.” ‭‭Genesis‬ ‭32:24‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Was Jacob’s struggle real?  Or was he dreaming? Did he fall asleep in a state of anxiety, and the dream was connected to his imminent reunion with his brother?  Perhaps this story represents the very paradox of humanity—is it a state of sin, or an immaculate and divine creation?

But Jacob was clear in that which he reported—he had seen God, face to face.  Not only had he looked upon God, but he had touched Him, fought against Him, and conversed with Him.  Yet Jacob was indeed a house divided.

Perhaps the angel is the Higher Self of Jacob—his I Am.  Yet Jacob fought, and struggled against the unity that his Godself was seeking.  Jacob had been taught of division and separation. As we read on through this section of Genesis, we see the elements of divide and conquer. Jacob sought to reconcile with his brother, and his brother wished the same.  Yet when Jacob learned that Esau was approaching, he was afraid and called for a split as strategy.

“And the messengers returned to Jacob, saying, We came to thy brother Esau, and also he cometh to meet thee, and four hundred men with him. Then Jacob was greatly afraid and distressed: and he divided the people that was with him, and the flocks, and herds, and the camels, into two bands; and said, If Esau come to the one company, and smite it, then the other company which is left shall escape.” ‭Genesis‬ ‭32:6-8‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

Divide and conquer makes sense from a war consciousness,but see how far it had gone in Jacob’s story.  And see how far it has gone in today’s world—thus my lamentation in the opening paragraph. We divide in order to conquer.  But, as is war itself, this activity presents as a painful and unnatural response to humanity’s challenges. Today, we seek a new direction, a different approach, and peace.  This is the path the new humans can set themselves upon when the decision is made—make yourselves whole, and abide in the holiness of your kingdoms. For these are the ways of God, and we humans have been called to hear and answer.  God is making a new way in the wilderness.

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.” Isaiah‬ ‭55:8-9‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

In this time of the COVID-19 we use words and practices such as distance, isolation,, and quarantine .  These words hold tremendous energy—that of separation. Now is the time to devote ourselves, through holy scripture, to The One God.  He is our portion. Within His ways and His thoughts we find life without illusion. For the deeply faithful, this is a plain truth.

Let us walk the king and winding path, retrieving the fragments of our soul along the way.  Let us collect ourselves on this journey. Your road may be different than mine. The voice you hear will tell you a new story.  Your guides will show you the way that is right for you. Seek yourself—the opportunity is now. Get there however you can.

Today I rest in my home, in my kingdom.  There is no fear, no pain, and no suffering.  Illusion is now clarity. Humanity and the world has become dreamlike, as I see a new world both within and without. Living in spirit is the true reality so many of us seek.  I am unified. I am whole. I am home.

With great love,

Robin

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Wounds of Humanity

Posted on March 22, 2020 by
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The inspiration for this piece came to me while I was working on my third book, The Bottom.  In writing the section on cutting, came visions of another paradox of humanity. Amidst the great paradise of Earth and our human lives, exists a very real living hell.

This child came from a forgotten place.  The baby came from an unseen universe , straight from the force of God Himself.

My soul called out for her, and her soul answered.  She traveled through the unseen universe, and entered into the black nothing from whence all creation comes.  Through this place of miracles, she grew, until God placed her into my waiting hands.

Such a perfect and immaculate miracle.  I beheld great beauty, I smelled the sweetness of purity.  I touched the warmth of life.

Suddenly this precious infant is no longer.  Now this child is grown tall, and become so far away from my loving arms.  Her once pristine skin is as a map, and it tells a story of pain. Blood and scars mark this perfect body.  Her wounds ooze poison. I see the horror of what lies within. My eyes recall the innocence of this skin, which is now torn and desolate.  She is a battlefield, and the war is forever recorded on the lines of her body. What have I done?

Should I have not desired to join together with this spirit?  Do I now regret the asking? I had felt called to bring her into this world, and God had answered.  I am connected to this soul, and she is connected to me. Were it such that I could go back and not bring her forth—I have sentenced her to a prison of agony.  In my own desire, I have brought immense suffering upon an innocent soul and brought her forth into hell..

“See now that I, even I, am he, and there is no god with me: I kill, and I make alive; I wound, and I heal: neither is there any that can deliver out of my hand.” Deuteronomy‬ ‭32:39‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

But perhaps she had called out for me, and I had answered.  Perhaps this tortured spirit sought a return to paradise, a comfort she had not yet known.  Perhaps I was to show her Eden. But how do I take her there? What parts of me are standing in opposition to the pure melding of our souls?  I can not look upon her blood soaked bed. I turn from the cuts that cover her limbs. I am gripped by a powerful fear when I approach her. My throat constricts, my heart pounds in my chest, and my hand trembles as I reach to open her door.  I watch her sleep. She is unaware. Tears stream in rivers down my face. My pain is unbearable to me. I can only wonder at the depths of her pain. I envision that my agony is only a small portion of her own. I see her body, but can see no more.

Her wounds are inside, they fester.  They cry out to me, they cut me to the very depths of my being.  My mind races, my body rushes inside. I feel panic rise up and my desire is to rush to her.  The outer wounds are only there to offer a glimpse of what lies within. What is this agony? How can this be?  How can an innocent one suffer so? Is her body abhorrent to her? She has fallen prey to the ages of shame—the shame of illusion.  We are taught that we are born filthy. We are taught that women are a disgrace. We are taught that our humanity is unholy. This world has lain all of these unbearable beliefs into this perfect little daughter.  She has come forth bearing the weight of humanity’s sin. She has carried to me the burdens of the generations, and she has lain them at my feet. There is great expectation. Is this her holy dharma? Did I not call this forth?  With horror I consider all of this.

I must answer.  Now I must bind and cure.  But how? How do I heal that which cannot be seen?  What agony lies within, and shows so plainly on her once perfect body.  What battle must I face against what holds her spirit captive? Are her cuts those same injuries as those of Jeremiah?   As have I done, the prophet cried out to God for relief. “For I will restore health unto thee, and I will heal thee of thy wounds, saith the Lord; because they called thee an Outcast, saying, This is Zion, whom no man seeketh after.” Jeremiah‬ ‭30:17‬ ‭KJVA‬‬

I know now.   God will heal her.  God will anoint her with the oil of joy.  The incense of heaven will one again be strong upon her skin.  The clarity of her sovereignty will shine around her. I bemoan the time spent not knowing these answers.  I regret the arrogance of striving to find salvation anywhere but in God’s light. I sought earthly remedies, and erroneously  empowered others to be the way for us. I must now seek forgiveness, and the strength to carry out the binding of her wounds. As God brought her forth through me, I must now call upon that same power..  Today, I call out for her once again, but in a new and different way. I draw her soul to mine in holy communion. We rest in the light of God and receive our inheritance—peace, love, truth, and joy. Together we will know God and enter into the kingdom of heaven, as we exist in human bodies here on Earth.  He will show us the Eden that surrounds us—no longer will it be hidden from us. Our journey has just begun.

Will she one day call out for another–an innocent and perfect child such as she?  Or will another call out to her, to be brought forth through God’s power? Will this child grow to see her mother’s scars—the evidence of the agony here in this world and beyond?  Will my child answer?

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The Fear Musings, a series

Posted on March 10, 2020 by

Fear of not enough

Will I have enough?  Enough of what? Money?  Power? Love? Will I be enough?  Good enough? These are the questions locked away, unspoken, and oftentimes never answered.  The terror of lack is the catalyst which causes one to hoard, to grasp, and to cling. In the practice of Tibetan Buddhism, this condition is referred to as “greed”, and it is one of the Eight Great Fears.  In deep study, I meditate on the Fears as I call out to the Saviouress, in her words om tare tuttare ture soha.  She answers.

“See now the wordplay:”

  • Miser/misery.  Does miserliness lead one into misery?  Or, perhaps misery causes one to hold tightly to all possessions, both material and other.  Now is the time to let go. The answer to misery is to release that which one clings to. Free from the chains of lack, one drifts amongst clouds of possibilities that pass across the blue sky.   This action truly is a leap of faith. And be warned of another word in the group…miser, misery…demise. Let go, and live.
  • Give/forgive.  Gifts come to us in continuous flow.  They are magnetized to us, drawn by the powerful sun within us. They radiate forth with that same energy.  Once in our brief possession, blessings warm us, comfort us, and fill us. As prosperity, in many forms, passes through us, vessels of alchemy all, it gushes into our world.  He that believeth on me, as the Scripture hath said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water. John 7:38 KJVA. Perhaps forgiveness is yet another word to describe a blessing that comes from within the yellow crystal core.  For us to believe that we can not forgive, is for us to be trapped in a place of disempowerment. Give, and receive.

“See now the reconciling:”

  • Generosity is the remedy for greed.  The Buddhist cosmology describes generosity as giving of oneself.  Yet many fail to recognize the worth that lies within. They think they have nothing to give.  This truly represents a life of poverty–not material lack but spiritual insufficiency. One can not give what one does not possess. Is this truth?  Or is it a turning away from the promises of God? Or is this mindset a failure to see, or even a rejection of, prosperity that rains down upon us all?
  • Compassion is the remedy for a broken spirit.  Perhaps the words of Jesus, as spoken from  a mountainside, describe both the condition and the relief.  Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Matthew 5:3 KJVA

When He said “blessed”, Jesus was saying loved, important, and valuable.   He reminds us that the kingdom of heaven is for all souls. Some know this, and others do not.  We reach out with compassion to those who do not. Compassion stirs in our hearts and the emotions signal to us that it is present.  The compassion I speak of is not a feeling that we experience, rather it is a gift that we extend.

Now come together the way of Buddha in the presentation of the Eight Great Fears, and the Christ energy bringing forth eight blessings, as recorded in The Beatitudes.  The blending of the two systems make whole the mystery. Let us see miserliness as what it truly is, and let us heal it through forgiveness and compassion–for others and for ourselves.  For compassion and forgiveness are among humanity’s greatest gifts. Compassion without fear is truth.

With great love,

Robin

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James 4:7 Dancing with the Devil

Posted on January 30, 2020 by
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Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.  James 4:7 KJV

The inspiration for this piece came to me in a dream of James 4:7.  I wondered what it meant, so I sought the loving Christ energy and asked, “Tell me”.  He smiled, and said: “Look!”. What I saw next was a collection of beings in a breathtaking and beautiful display of movement, color, and light.  But within the expression I also observed sadness, anger, desperation, and lack. Thus began the dance.

The Vision

The devil comes in many forms.  Today he appeared to me as the Eight Great Fears of Buddhism.  They surrounded me as I stood in the center of a perfectly symmetrical mandala.  The form was alive, and my feet were rooted in its core. The outer core of the mandala held the eight.  They were also bound within the confines of the mandala. We were captive in its borders and in its power.  The demons encircled me, at once dancing in masquerade, and mocking.

To the north was avarice.  It appeared as clothed in golden fabrics and  translucent rays of red light. There were coins, food, and an entourage  of enslaved creatures, bound to it by chains.

To the south was jealousy.  It was dressed in brilliant hues of green, and its body was thin, hungry for attention and affection.  It was alone and danced in anger for all that it was not.

The Eight rapidly continued to move, to sway, to leap.  They threatened me, I was frozen in my terror. They encroached.  The intensity grew. Suddenly a man appeared by my side. He was large, and powerful.  His ominous presence produced a great heat, and I felt his fierce love for me as it drove him into battle.  He was a soldier at the ready. But suddenly he, too, began to dance with passion and with purpose. And as he did so, he struck at the approaching devils.  They attacked from all sides. With profound grace and strength, he produced a great sword, and turned swiftly to face each enemy. I watched in horror as the battle became a ballet of death.  And then he was finished—victorious in his work.

I was relieved, yet compassion and sadness washed over me.  I gazed at my surroundings. Who were they? Why had they come?  What were their stories and had anyone ever listened? Thunderous emotion moved me, and now it was my time to dance.  I was swept in a slow, graceful dance of release, of freedom, and of truth. I danced towards the north, and from my garment I poured out prosperity and abundance over the defeated form of avarice.   Next I moved to the broken being of ignorance, and I presented an Ajna, within which were the keys to the libraries of all knowledge. Next I unveiled the blackness of Judgement, and looked upon it with eyes of mercy.   In my continuing dance I attended to each demon. I soothed, I nurtured, and I anointed them with infinite great love—that which I had learned from the Christ. The Fears began stirring, and reviving. But now they appeared as transformed and were no longer treacherous.  They were brighter. As they began to arise, they were healed, and whole.

Finished, I returned to center and the great warrior held me in his arms.  Locked into each other’s eyes, our bodies began to move in sacred rhythm. Together we danced the holy celebration of life.  Like David returning victorious to Jerusalem (2 Samuel 6:14), we leapt for joy, for unity, for love and for light. In gratitude, I bowed to the man.  In admiration he bowed to me. And as we embraced our bodies began to merge, and soon we were one. I understood that we had always been one.  He was me, and I was he. So then I knew that the Eight were also part of me. Yet within the power of the unifying mandala, the Eight Great Fears, and the immaculate forces of good had become balanced as the yin and yang.

Peace had come to the mandala and to all beings rooted in its healing power.  Peace had come to me. Now I am at peace, and now I Am Peace.

With great love,

Robin

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You Are She

Posted on January 22, 2020 by

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The inspiration for this piece came to me during a period of study, pondering the duality of the feminine.  Do I embrace the paradoxical nature of it all, or do I transcend? I was frozen in my doubt. I was the worldly seeking the wise.  In a spontaneous opening of wisdom, at 4:44 she speaks to me, and I write.

I cry out to the wise feminine energy, the Tara, to clear my path.  I can fight no longer, but, for me, I know she will carry weapons of destruction.  Her arsenal will overflow with tools of building up and of demolishing.

I am weak.  She is strong.

I am unsure.  She expands and sweeps me into her arms.

I fear.  She embodies courage.

I weep, and mourn. She knows the truth of the temporal.

I hesitate. She leaps into action.

Yet she is still elusive.  Where is she? Will she appear to me?  Will it be now? Tomorrow? How will I know her?  Will she not help me? But, beware invoking Tara–the wrath of the divine feminine will destroy pieces of the world which you have created.  With her kartari she will cut away that which you cling to.

Wait!  Is that her?  I feel her presence.  Now she arrives at my side.  Her weapons, her natural energy, and her boldness suddenly seem familiar to me.  Now return to me all long past memories, hidden within the yellow cave of power. I reflect, I project, and  I believe, therefor I know. The understanding emerges as the rising of the hot sun. For belief is one step along the path to gnosis.  To get there, one must swim in the sea and search for the lost paradise. Fly above the waters of the flood and pluck the olive branch. Endure the terrors of the forest, and the ferocious monsters who will devour you.  Dwell in the boneyard and drink from the skulls. This is how to seek her, for these are the places you will find her in.

As Yeshua was to be found amongst the lepers, the thieves, and the outcasts, so too will Tara be found amongst the dangerous, the ravenous, and the dark forces.  Without the dark, we can not find the light. To seek and find true liberation through gnosis, is to understand the duality of creation.

Tara is every woman, and every woman is she.  Tara is many, and the many are one. She is Eve, the first manifestation of the sacred feminine.

And Adam called his wife’s name Eve; because she was the mother of all living.  (Genesis 3:20 KJVA.)

She has always been, and will never leave us.  She waits with the patience of ages, and she strikes with a lightning flash as a cobra.  She is me. And I am she. She awaits our union, in the yellow crystal core.

And when I am cruel, she teaches of compassion.  Search for the dakini and where you find her you will discover true freedom.

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Currie Circadian 1313: Lead the Day

Posted on January 21, 2020 by

Beginnings, turning corners, accomplishing

Monday January 21, 2020

What journey are you on?  Is it fun?  Who designed it?  Are you leading the quest, to find the New World?

Leadership is a heroic journey.  Think Homer.  Think Jason.  He knew his purpose, and he built his squad of Argonauts.  Your path is your own, and the path of a true leader is one of unwavering dedication.  And the true leader brings her team with her, for they are carefully selected for the success of the pursuit.  Think Knights of the Round Table.  Seriously!  To love the game of leadership, is to revel in the drama of epic victory for your kingdom.  You’re the creator of your own Odyssey.

Keyword for today: explore

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Currie Circadian 1313: Lead the Day

Posted on January 17, 2020 by

Beginnings, turning corners, accomplishing

Friday January 17, 2020

Are you hiding something?  Is there a mess that you haven’t attended to?  Is it time for you and your people to muck out the stalls?  Something doesn’t smell right.

Leaders are called to renew and refresh–not just ourselves, but each other.  Good leaders must always set the example:  never let your values collect dust.  In order to become a stronger leader, you must examine limiting beliefs and conditioning, and rinse them away.  Good leaders must work diligently to keep themselves pristine.  When you continue to polish your integrity and morals, you also maintain morale.  After the wild party, you and your team must work to set things right.  Watch for dirt that’s been swept under the carpet.  Clean up your act.  Wash up!

Keyword for today: purify

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