The inspiration for this piece came to me the day after the full Wolf moon, in the 7th moon of the Mayan calendar, in this the year of the Yellow Electric Seed. The tone is Resonant.
“lest he tear my soul like a lion, rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver”. Psalm 7:2 KJVAAE
Immediately, the lion caught my attention. At very unusual moments during the past four or five years, the lion has appeared to me as a spirit guide, a warning, an archetype, or a protector and comforter. As I began to contemplate this verse and it’s association with the lion, I realized that some versions of the Holy Bible have been translated to completely omit the reference to the lion.
So, if I had been reading the Douay-Rheims Challoner Revision 1752, I would have seen this: “O Lord my God, in thee have I put my trust: save me from all them that persecute me, and deliver me.” Psalms 7:2 DRC1752
And the Complete Jewish Version says this: “Adonai my God, in you I take refuge. Save me from all my pursuers, and rescue me;” Tehillim (Psa) 7:2 CJB
So what? Is it that big a deal? Maybe to some it is all about interpretation, and it really does not matter. But to me, it matters a great deal. When I went into deep meditation on this, all time stopped, all physicality faded away, and all that remained was raw, potent, emotion. As an Empath, the vision of a lion tearing apart the very soul of one man living in secluded exile, was powerfully painful. And yet I stayed, witnessed, and experienced.
And I continued to also ponder today’s Mayan oracle and a day of the Resonant tone. What did that have to do with the lion of Psalm 7? The roars of the great animal, and the cries of the psalmist resounded—together. At once was the cacophony of man and beast, booming in a harmonious clash. The sounds also carried emotions, that are now forever recorded in the secret gridwork of our planet. The resonance carries on still, each time someone reads this passage. This sound will never leave my ears, and it resonates within me for all eternity. Read it again, and hear the terror and the agony. Hear the power. Which is the resonant voice of God?
And now I will try to transcribe what I learned this day. During my journey through the Psalms, only seven days in, this one felt different and has taken me several days to write. But I must finish.
The lion appears now because it represents fear. The psalmist continues to be plagued by enemies. On this day, the same holds true for me. The plague is within my household, and it is the enemy. It seeks to destroy, and tear apart our souls. Who will deliver us? In my prayers, I am reminded of the promises and the teachings of old. I have made promises of my own, and now it is time to stand upon my pledges. Courage.
I rule over the lion. “And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness: and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth.” Genesis 1:26 KJVAAE.
I am prepared. “And Moses said unto Aaron, Take a censer, and put fire therein from off the altar, and put on incense, and go quickly unto the congregation, and make an atonement for them: for there is wrath gone out from the Lord; the plague is begun.” Numbers 16:46 KJVAAE.
I remember. “they saw not one another, neither rose any from his place for three days: but all the children of Israel had light in their dwellings. Exodus 10:23 KJVAAE.
I have committed. “And if it seem evil unto you to serve the Lord, choose you this day whom ye will serve; whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell: but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.” Joshua 24:15 KJVAAE.
I trust in God. there shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. Psalm 91:10 KJVAAE.
I am secure. And I have built my house upon the rock “Therefore whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock:” Matthew 7:24 KJVAAE.
Face the lion. Embrace the lion. Those were the final words that came to me.
All things are created in paradox—the lion mauls and kills, yet the lion also leads and protects. The lion has no limiting beliefs and relies purely on his instincts, as should we. Many people admire the lion’s reputation for great courage, and he is called King of his pride. But I say, look to the female, for she is always at the ready to protect her cubs at all costs. To the death, she will fight for them without a thought for her own life. Can the presence of the lion be a sign of protection for those I love? It is a confirmation that mothers everywhere would risk it all, to save their own. Or is the lioness standing beside me in this moment of need, to pounce upon and kill my enemy?
In the traditional tarot, we see a card of the major arcana, Strength, depicting a lion and a woman. This card brings in the element of fire, and is connected to the Sun. It’s about our inner sun—heat, power, flame, and golden rays of invincible fortitude. A couple of years ago, I transcribed a vision connected to the solar plexus (A Journey into the Crystal Core). The drawing of the Strength card reminds us that we are powerful, yet gentleness is the force which will bring us to victory.
Has the lion appeared to you? Do his roars resound throughout your world today? Can you hear him, outside of your tent, pacing? Is he hungry? Perhaps he is waiting to tear apart your soul. Who will save you?
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With great love,
Psalm 2 – The Kiss
The inspiration for this piece came to me in a dream. I had specifically asked: “God, inspire me”. That night, I learned that when God exhales into us at birth, we inhale, or inspire. “Breathe”, He told me.
“Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.” Psalm 2:12 KJVAAE
1 Corinthians, 2 Corinthians, 1 Thessalonians, and Romans are clear in their instruction: kiss. The kiss is referenced throughout the Old Testament as well. It was an act of greeting, expression, worship, and love. The kiss seemed to represent the flow of Godly agape, for which each of us is an agent.
But suddenly the practice became reversed, marred, and forever changed at the moment of the betrayal in the garden of Gethsemane.
Gone are the passionate kisses of Song of Solomon, or the powerful reunion kiss when the prodigal son returned. Do we still remember the farewell kisses that were showered upon Paul at Miletus? Today’s perspective teaches that kissing is no longer a Godly practice. We have reversed direction, and have requirements for our personal space that do not invite the holy kiss to happen. Fear of illness is present, and repulsion of others contributes to a divided community. The kiss as spiritual transmission can now be considered the mingling of energies, and each of us striving to maintain our own. In rejecting the “energy” of another, bias is indeed present in an astounding way.
In meditations on Psalm 2, the kiss presented itself as an important theme. It jumped out of the pages, and stood stubbornly before me. I tried to redirect, and contemplate the messages about kings and rulers. But it was all about the kiss. Soon the connection became clear—the kiss as the authority, and the kiss as the ruler, and the kiss holding the power to build up and bless or to curse and destroy. The kiss is from God, and thus the directive was this: surrender to the kiss.
Without authority, I sit upon the throne
In my powerlessness I command all
I alone hold the keys to my Kingdom
All this have I, because I have kissed Him, and I have inspired
The Christ stands before me. The man is present, but in his embodiment he serves as the vessel of consciousness which is offered freely.
I kiss His feet, and I experience the power of the earth, rushing through each of us as a tide. The energy ebbs and flows. I hear the machinations of the planet, animated within me, and I understand that each of us is a container for that which humans are comprised of—the Elements. Fire, Earth, Air and Water. All are mentioned in the holy books of the past. Have we forgotten? They are distant memories within our bodies. We no longer understand them the way the ancient ones did. We have not learned of them, though the teachings are available to all seekers. Within our cells we hold the carbon. Veins are as the rivers of earth. I recall the teachings of Isis as she lovingly caresses our precious planet.
I kiss His hands and see them marked with blood, and dust. Streaks of dirt and sweat are in His palms. Yet the hands heal me, as medicine taking hold of my mind and body. The electric power roots out and banishes pain, debilitation, mental anguish, and all forms of regret and grief. The weight of sickness is shed from my muscles and released from my bones. I realize that we are all daughters of Jarius.
“and besought him greatly, saying, My little daughter lieth at the point of death: I pray thee, come and lay thy hands on her, that she may be healed; and she shall live.” Mark 5:23 KJV
I kiss His back and know that within is the sword of Excalibur. I see it there, beneath the surface. It is a lightning rod of power, and draws down the thoughts of the One Mind, to ground them on the earth plane.
I kiss His chest and hear the beating drum of humanity. Life itself makes its rhythm heard and felt. I synchronize, and align. I have heard the drums before, but distant, calling to me. Now the hearts are joined as one, and two hearts will become more. When one heart grows weary, others will carry on. Together we continue to sound the unstoppable drum for all to hear.
I kiss His throat and drink in the power of Word. Word has become flesh. “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” John 1:1 KJV. Word is the sweet nectar of communication, sharing, and community. Word is calling me home.
I kiss His ears and hear the roaring of the wind, the hum of the planetary Schumann Resonance, and the songs of Hathor and the heavenly host. I hear cries of joy, and shrieks of agony. There is angelic music, and weeping. Finally the sound of the secret chord resonates in my ears and I am relieved to be present. My own frequency has reverberated, and called this moment into being.
I kiss His eyes and everything looks different. All things are ever-changing, and shape-shifting before me. But is matter morphing, or is it my perspective? What we see is, for each of us, the manifestations of our own “viewpoint”. The True Empath has thousands of eyes that see all, and comprehend. What is real, and what is illusion? Does it “matter”?
“And he took the blind man by the hand, and led him out of the town; and when he had spit on his eyes, and put his hands upon him, he asked him if he saw ought.” Mark 8:23 KJV
I kiss His temples. So fascinating, the name that represents the house of God. If there can be a holy container, it would be there, within the pineal, beyond the gates of the temple. Therein lies the Philosopher’s Stone, the pearl, the cornerstone, the doorway through which spirit freely passes from density to light and back again. Can one be made so small, as to pass through the pineal? Is it as daunting as a camel passing through a needle’s eye? Or do we simply go?
I kiss His forehead and know. The great gnosis floods my mind with images, sounds, information, and sensations that can not be described. I know what I did not know that I did not know. Visions become lifetimes.
I kiss His mouth and He breathes into me. It is an immaculate kiss, a sacred moment, a transmission of spirit. We are come full circle, and continue the samsara of humanity indefinitely. The Bodhisattva is Word become flesh, and we are born and reborn. We are formed in the womb and, at the moment we emerge, He breathes life into us.
“And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.” Genesis 2:7 KJV
I am born anew. I am alive. I have glimpsed the sacred Christ Consciousness. I continue to seek, and my life in this world has completely transformed. I have seen and felt the Power and the Glory. The Kingdom is mine, and my mansion awaits.
I have kissed the Son.
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