Mystical Author Anita Merrick

. . . ON TRANSMUTING SHADOWS

5/22/2020

“FEAR” …. Certainly, the shadow that hides our current reality from our consciousness yearning to know what will become our world and when. A word that speaks to every manner of dark intangibility and yet expresses an uncertainty that is pending tangibility perhaps even of a completely revised world or worse…a word that keeps us from knowing what had become of Truth while blinds us to understanding of what evil has risen its ugly head as the . . . ON TRANSMUTING SHADOWS

“FEAR” …. Certainly, the shadow that hides our current reality from our consciousness yearning to know what will become our world and when. A word that speaks to every manner of dark intangibility and yet expresses an uncertainty that is pending tangibility perhaps even of a completely revised world or worse…a word that keeps us from knowing what had become of Truth while blinds us to understanding of what evil has risen its ugly head as the Coronavirus means to the world or why it has threatened all that we knew or dreamed of becoming.

So many versions of the word “FEAR” have been rippling darkly in every language from the lips of everyone around the globe. While musing over how utterly demon-like the Coronavirus appears, I wondered if it would succumb to our mindfulness as I often suggest to clients who are dealing with many kinds of shadows/fear in their lives: 1. Both mentally and if possible physically, facing the fear and NAMING it removes its power and puts the reins back in your hands to then regain control of the problem; and 2. Be reminded that even the darkest shadow vanishes in the brilliance of sunlight or be banished by the fire-light of truth and love from withing the heart of the courageous. While I still see much validity in those two aspects of battling fear on the inner levels, I was further inspired by Thoth with a 3rd concept to add to that inner realm battle against Covid-19 and thus wanted to share it with last Saturday’s Global Prayer Circle as follows …. Thoth later added an inspiration for titling it – “On Transmuting Shadows” perhaps the next step after blinding them with our heart flame of love and truth; which follow here essentially exactly as them came to me that morning, but I wanted to sort of set the scene first ….

Fear…This word has a great many definitions and carries overtones of anxiety and presents like shadows and all manner of intangibility. Seemingly, we have awakened one morning and finding ourselves unprepared, weaponless and standing upon a battlefield facing a strangely demon-like new enemy, the Coronavirus – simplified as “FEAR” for the general shadow it sends across every aspect of life and how it essentially has been transmuting the tangible aspects of reality as well as the conceptual and imaginary as it runs amok, killing and/or redesigning our world.
In my mind’s eye, Thoth gives a way of shifting power in this battle, beginning within … By Transmuting the Shadows/Fears starting within the heart and mindfulness; the place of beginnings…Attacking the Fear, its name is many, dark and intangible, yet we have the power to REMOVE the “F” … leaving it weakened as merely – “ear”.

Yet, reminds that we possess two “ears” to fear’s one, shifting the balance of power (perhaps). With ears we listen to and for the truth, heed and discern truth from misinformation, and may hear the heart’s truth-song (music) that represents harmonious and vibratory truths and LOVE.
Then we choose to take the reins back, controlling the transmutation once more with our conviction and intention set to utilize the skill of transmuting the shadows in a two-fold aspect by adding two new letters…

First, we add the “T” – representing the Truth we seek from many sources, including our leaders of Earth and those who guide from the Spirit realms.
Next, we add the “H” – symbolizing the purity of love from the heart and the HONORING capable by every human and animal upon the planet; all that are capable of comprehending and ritualizing this expression of honoring of life, god/goddess in all images and names, especially as honoring is purely heart-felt, thusly the true key to the realm of Spirit wherein is found the Cosmic Balance of Ma’at.

By this process, we have transmuted those Shadows into the Light as a New Word: “EARTH”. Thus, a NEW FOUNDATION upon which we may again live, love and play; renewed energy for all life, healed and healing and enjoying our planet, EARTH, again Lush, Life-Sustaining, Life Energy Renewed and Renewable upon the – EARTH.

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JUST MUSING ALONG ON APRIL FOOL'S DAY...

4/1/2020

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Here we go … flip the calendar page, March, then grin at the new picture on a new month, April. Alas, April 1 is even titled as April Fool’s Day! Oh, sure, not suggesting that all are “fools” and having their own special day; rather it is a day set aside since forever as one allotted to humanity engaging in all manner of frivolity and practical joking. Yes, it reminds me that today is one where everyone needs to excuse all kinds of just plain silliness and it is perfectly normal to act the fool for a whole day, that is, if one is so inclined to play the fool even for a little while before going back to … then, I stop and realize that I cannot “go there” today or any other for while the month has changed, the world situation has not. Indeed, the usual has been marred and even in some cases, nullified by the forced entrapment we are all experiencing due to Covid-19, a menace that has turned our world turned upside down.

Still, it would be terrific if everyone across the globe were to receive a mysterious package in their mail; inside would be a magic bullet or pellet and we would set aside the fear cloaking our being and willingly swallow it with our favorite beverage. Then, instead of making us drowsy, it would snap us into awareness. In fact, we would suddenly realize we had all been recruited for roles in “The Matrix 2020” and this nightmarish situation had been nothing more than a virtual creation of a horrific reality that had just ended as we all took the magical awakening pill. Ironically, now I wonder if the creators of the matrix movies might steal my idea and make a new version in which the characters all discover they are partaking in a worldwide dreaming – or rather a collective nightmare?

Or what if… We were to turn on this morning’s news to find someone of leadership capacity was about to make an announcement, which the teleprompter rolled across the bottom of the screen, saying this was happening in every country and every language, at once. With our full attention captured, in unison, they would then cry out – “APRIL FOOL’S, we gotcha’ everyone!”

Okay, I know that is just my wishful thinking – especially that every government official could ever agree to do anything with like-mindedness, regardless of the topic or reason – yet, would that it could be true and thus proof that the pandemic had been nothing more than some colossal April Fool’s joke and there never had been any version of the virus ever created by whatever source or reason. I do wish it could be that simple. Okay, I know it is not and never will be simple, nor would it be that Covid-19 was a mere fantasy that never existed in any reality now or ever. If only mankind will simply learn the greater lessons that this virus is here to teach us, regardless of whether any of it ever makes any sense. All I want – and I think most everyone else does as well – is to wake up today and be able to join in the silliness that should be ours, at least, for just April 1st.

Alas! There is a bright spot. Regardless of the killer virus running amok across the globe, we still have the positivity of turning the pages of our calendars and knowing that Mother Nature will stay her cyclical course regardless of all else. Yes, April means Spring is just around the corner and, looking at my calendar this morning and then outside at the brilliant sunshine breaking over the landscape, I remind myself that each season – Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter – will not be deterred by the same horror that has fractured and stalled human lives and plans. My musings have been more negative than things I can give a positive spin, but knowing Spring days will soon be a mixture of warm rainy days alternating with spring storms and sunshiny afternoons that bring new life – blooming flowers, budding to leafing trees, hundreds of twitter-pated squirrels, chipmunks, other wild critters and the excitable chittering of birds returning to seek nesting places and lay their eggs. All this positivity provides a brighter spot upon the rest and even as my thoughts – like so many others – all seem bent toward the negative darkness of living entrapped by the dangerous virus and need to remain house-bound – albeit something I used to love for I’ve too many projects and my writing to keep me very safe from the evil boredom monster, but that was before I was told I had to do it – yet, I choose to change that and become more aware of my musings; after all they are mine to control and I have the ability to control only what I think, choose to do with my house-bound time and whether I will allow it to control my life now or for however long we are stuck in this “Great Pause”.

And so – HAPPY APRIL FIRST, all my fellow fools who are wise enough to find the funny regardless of the clouds cloaking our skies for they are but temporary things that cannot keep the sun at bay for long – I.e., Set can only keep blowing sand in our faces for as long as his breath lasts; but the fire and light of Ra cannot be extinguished; only blocked by dark storm clouds until they run out of rain. So there, virus, take that and be gone!? Hey, give me a break, it’s April Fool’s Day not the Festival of Thoth, with a luncheon of Wine, Wise Crackers and Cheese.

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TIMELY THOUGHTS … OR … “WHERE HAVE I GONE TO HIDE?” -- part 1

3/30/2020

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Okay, I am not anyone special nor do I deserve to be spared all this craziness any more than the next person—we are all in the same boat and everyone either forgot to bring oars or dropped them overboard before we left the dock. Indeed, this is time for being calm regardless of all that has made us confounded, confused and our lives just utterly and unfairly confronted by a miniscule virus that has become a pandemic of a sort we could only have imagined possible in this day and age. My teacher/friend, Zahra Indigo Renlov has called this situation – “the Great Pause”—perhaps, that title is a bit too nice for the chaos Covid-19 has left in its wake, and yet, the phrase IS befitting to the ideal way we can view how about every aspect of daily interactions; while reminding ourselves that “we are all in this boat and sailing the wild seas that might symbolize the Truth and Why of it all”. Despite the current twist on rationality and reality, I can admit to being more afraid than ever before because of how much uncertainty of what comes next for a serious virus that is not only sourced in irrationality, but utterly unprecedented and therefore, events and experiences are seemingly changing by the minute or hour. Personally, I am good with the idea of staying “HOME” and avoiding places or situations that might put my health in danger; after all, as much as I hate to admit it, I am in that older and immune system compromised category (and so is my husband; luckily the veterinary services report my three dogs are neither able to become infected or carry the virus on their fur to us).
Of course, there is nothing positive that can come from dwelling on the darkness. The fact that it all makes me just MAD; especially that it caused the necessary cancellation of my long-awaited, dream trip to Egypt or that it even reached out and smacked me again by requiring that gatherings were cancelled, including my significant venue as reader/medium with the Blue Angel’s Psychic Fairs (April show in St. Mary’s, PA), which it is likely will not be the only such cancellation for this whole summer even into fall as things look now. Indeed, it took me a couple weeks of personal anxiety, disparagement and even some depression before I was ready to (as Grandma used to say) “stop beating that dead horse”. I know I am not alone in this “poor me” ranting and fearful thinking, but I have reached a point after a month of such self-indulgence to be ready to stop trekking that dirt road and getting off the path that can lead nowhere useful.
While I say to myself that it is time to stop dwelling on the unbearable, the simply irrational and the fact we are in the midst of something horrific and unprecedented, I must admit that I am still very human and my ego rises an ugly head some days to smack me with reality gone mad when I learn something new and terrible regarding Covid-19 run amok in some new way. Yet, I wonder if we will ever truly understand the cause or comprehend the total effect of it or be privy to the entire Truth or Why of this twist on rationality and reality? Even sadder than the life-threatening aspects of this virus, in my opinion, is the shameful greed, panic-buying and misinformation perpetrated all based from the fear; but more than that, is the variety of criminal acts, scamming and marketing of worthless merchandise perpetrated by those who always seem to rear their heads to prey on the misfortune of the rest of humanity. Ironically, a simple little virus has created a basis for their profiting in this undeserved marketable way; all due to the rampant fear-based situations thrust upon daily normal lives of a world population.
With that off my chest, I would prefer to change the direction of this blog, just as I have taken another sunnier fork in that dirt road, essentially out of the dark forest of fear and disparaging thoughts—literally, the conclusion made after the title phrase (above) was sort of tossed in my path by Spirit as inspiration that it was time to – Come out of … where I had gone to hide.
All during this past month(s), I have come across statements or heard people remarking that Covid-19 may be a devastator, but it is also a service from Creator/Spirit that is meant to bring mankind an awakening to a higher purpose or truth and realization; that there is a need to greater compassion and comprehension of who we’ve treated our Mother Nature, Gaia and what we’ve been doing to our planet; a knowing that we are failing in realizing we are ONE Planet and ONE Human Race, regardless of religion, skin color or creed for Truth cannot nor does not recognize borders of any kind. I know a lot of people who have already garnered that understanding and do their utmost to live by their truths and that Truth and I believe there is hope that those numbers will grow exponentially as an aspect of and resulting from this global pandemic crisis. It seems too intangible to yet understand or perhaps foresee how different our world will be when this is all over, no matter how long that may take—but it will end and that tomorrow future will show itself shiny and brand new; if not, unrecognizable by comparison to “yesterday pre-virus”. Won’t it be with a giant sigh of relief when the world can take a deep breath of the air freshened by nature from its current pollution and sip of clear, clean springs and streams? While I do NOT suggest this virus is a good thing; only that the only thing about it that I can control is that it “might” have something “good come out of its rampant race across the planet—not for the number of human lives that it has or might yet take, but for the changes in the understanding and compassion we should all have gained as we heal from such a horrific world-wide experience, which we’ve endured together-apart.
There is a way to begin now and that is with prayer—notwithstanding the source to whom the phrases are sent; nor the language in which they are spoken; nor from the place from which they are sent forth into the ethers. Zahra has taken the reins – not of that dead horse, mentioned above – but, one that becomes more vibrant by the truthful intentions and powerful energy extended across the globe by those who have already joined her by means of a “Global Prayer Circle”, which she was inspired to begin on her flight back from Egypt (just after cancelling the trip that I spoke of before). Our group prayers are shared via the internet and in each person’s style, faith and language using Zoom. All who wish to join and share in the uplifting feelings that come from this time together-apart are welcomed regardless of where they are located. Speaking for myself, I have found that just partaking of the time of sharing has greatly shifted my bit of self-pitying, moodiness and wallowing in confusion for what to do now or next. All that my readers need to do to access the Global Prayer Circle is to contact Zahra with the link in Zahra’s Email – Attached below:

To access Prayer Circle use this Link to Sign up with Zahra:
https://zoom.us/…/regist…/tZMuf-GhrzIi48-9l2lISA8CdOBAAegOQQ

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NEW YEAR-NEW DECADE-RENEWED HOPE-NEWER DREAMS

1/26/2020

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We can only speculate about what lies ahead as we begin a fresh new year and set course for a new decade. The wisest idea is “SMILE” no matter the negatives swirling around us; a smile is the brain’s signal to believe we are happy and things are good, regardless of all else. Sounds simple. Try it for yourself; you might even burst out in hysterics looking at the “grinning idiot” in the mirror; I did. While there are times when it seems even harder to put our positive foot forward or find that positive spin on our lives and events. Even though the stories and images of gloom and doom seem to fill priority spots in the news, there are many that may be given page 2 or 3, but certainly do go a long way to out-weighing the negatives. While I do not wish to belabor the positive vs negative things at every turn of our life paths, there is one truth that needs to be remembered -- Finding balance in life requires both positive and negative, like a fat, naught brat on the dark end of the teeter-totter that does his best to out-weight the skinny, happy kid on the other light end.

Imagine the physics in that picture for the basics we all learned in simple science classes (for some of us many years ago). Their teeter-totter won’t be moving much if the brat has ALL the weight and control and soon has the thinner, happier kid crying and stuck off the ground. (laugh at the imagery now, please!) At least, the analogy might put that smile on your lips enough to frighten off any adversity!

Just one more thought on the negativity all around us. From a metaphysical standpoint, that negativity is simply the other end of the teeter-totter of life and all is various craziness and changes that make it LIFE on this beautiful, unique planet! Although most people prefer to focus on only the light/positive end of the scale, we must remember that -- as my mother always said when something or someone bad happened along; “it takes two to Tango” Funny, how long it took me to understand that was not just a dance world reference; but it applies to so many aspects of life yesterday, today and into the future. Just remember that the chaotic events and negative ideas afloat in the world are “NECESSARY EVILS” for tragedies and even violent acts are the catalysts that help RAISE THE CONSCIOUSNESS OF THE PLANET. It would be nice if the positives were able to do it all by themselves and achieve the balance for our world “teeter-totter”. It is up to each of us to choose positive action and thought to keep alternatively pushing off the ground on our end of the board to eventually achieve the goal of a balanced fulcrum for the whole of the animal kingdom and mankind--and that’s the end of basic science lessons for today; aren’t you glad I never learned trig, too?

If we all believe we can make a difference, it will be so! The answer lies in discovering our unique gifts, skills and roles in this lifetime on this planet and dimension. Here on the Earth plane, we do not have to do anyone else’s part or live up to other’s expectations. Our true spiritual path is simple -- to awaken as a soul having an Earthly experience in its current vessel (body), as well as seek the awakening of the “shaman within”. It is that inner voice of heart wisdom that will guide us to our personal sacred purpose. This may be inspired by taking a symbolic Shamanic journey according to the way it best fits with your belief system or personal intuitive directive from either within or from our angels, spirit guides or loving ancestors. That journey is a symbolic and imaginary/meditative journey that features our death and rebirth, leading ultimately toward a place of deeper longing for more connection to higher realms or simply seeking the path of a healer, reader, medium or spiritually motivated writer, etc. This journey is a choice. But, one that will raise personal vibration and likely make many changes in your life that you might not be prepared to take if not prepared. I would advise seeking an experienced teacher or book and thus be prepared before beginning the process.

For the rest of this blog, I want to share some insights I’ve collected that I hope will provide you some inspiration or perhaps get you thinking more about some topics that abound nowadays, needing our positive input, thought and most importantly our prayers and energy directed toward them (a skill we all possess without much training beyond the knowing we can do it and it is ours for just by being human). I will share some quotes that I find especially valuable for the start of a new decade and hope you will find inspiration or reasons to consider on their topic further …

Wolf Clan, Seneca Nation, Grandmother Twylah Nitsch, once said: “Don’t worry too much about the world. The world will be here long after humans are gone. The waters can heal themselves over time, the earth’s surface and air will heal over time, but we may not be here to see it.”

Let me add to her words: to truly heal this planet, we must first heal the hearts and minds of human beings, beginning with ourselves--thereby, placing trust in our ability to awakening that “Shaman Within.
Perhaps you have been on this spiritual or mystical path for many years or perhaps you are a beginner who wears “new mystical shoes” that need breaking in before you are courageous to stride onward and literally upward. Either way, you need only to do what your heart inspires; while I know that sounds simple, sometimes it isn’t and that’s okay. As a reader, I am seeing a lot of people out there who have just had their wake-up call. They will soon realize what the others have known for a while; they will begin recognizing on a planetary scale, the signs that are all around us of the need to heal ourselves on many levels and then apply our wisdom and positive energy to change the conditions in our world. I believe there are many synchronistic things happening to us (including for all people and the world, in general) every minute of every day -- in the -- NOW.

To keep that trend going, I believe it is important for us to learn at the deepest level the concept of -- “Power With” versus “Power Over”. Power With comes from a place of love and its counterpart (back on the teeter-totter?) Power Over, comes from that of control and disconnection. We are creatures of both light and dark (maybe a sort of teeter-totter exists in our mind or heart; that’s one for the metaphysicians to debate over?). As we contain both positive and negative aspects, would it not be logical to assume we mirror the above world example (or it mirrors each of us?) and learn life’s greatest lessons from the dark side of us; knowing our wisdom rises us of both as we learn to understand and find inner balance from the work we do with and on both?

We are truly becoming co-creators in the now; and, as present day shamanic beings helping to envision and invent the future rather than becoming a passive byproduct of it. In order, to awaken that inner shaman, we need a crack in our outer armor and a willingness to step out of the box. Often this happens with a trauma, such as addiction, divorce, loss of job/career, serious illness or spiritual/mental crisis -- a real dance in our darkest corner of the heart/mind. This sort of thing usually takes us to a place of wondering and sensing there is something larger and then a longing for connection and then comes the remembering of soul purpose within. When this happens, we may even unknowingly (or in dire circumstances possible loudly) send a spiritual message out to the universe to that something beyond the human ego. Something like -- “I am open to Divine assistance from God, Goddess, the Higher Power, Creator or other Divinity of any Belief system.” This is often entitled the “sacred marriage” between the human and the Divine. Once one reaches this point, they realize they cannot do it alone and must surrender to that higher power; then, begin noticing how synchronistic happenings begin to appear everywhere -- i.e., some may refer to this as the coincidental resonances found without looking in books, heard on radio or TV, life happenings and our dreams and the intuitive things that just “pop to mind”.

All clear enough evidence that the inner shaman has heard the call our call to awaken; thus, receiving the messages and guidance from the Higher Power. On that thought, let me conclude this blog with the following and a hope that this new year will bring each of us a personal version or understanding of this truth --

When Buddha was asked if he was a god, he replied he was not.
When he was asked if he was a saint, he replied he was not.
‘Then what are you,’ he was asked.
“I am Awake.” He replied.

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UPON BECOMING ... A SEEKER AMONG THE NETERU

10/31/2019

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SAH SEKHEM SAHU -- Em Hotep shall I forever dream of ancient lives and many fantastical realms through which my soul has walked, especially the many upon which my feet have trod through the sands of Egypt; always remembering clearly each place of my belonging. Like magical wings of gold shall the remembering take its soul-return by whatever means intelligence or intuition prefers to utilize as transport to a place where memories await one's return; even if for only a moment of deja vu or night-long dreaming. By whatever means the Ka shares a part of its horde, those magical wings can take flight and land upon any of lifetime's many realms/dimensions/worlds.

It is by purity of desire for truth and LOVE combined to become the only KEY necessary for anyone who desires to become a SEEKER AMONG THE NETERU ...

Thereby, finding welcome where the Neteru await truthful visitation by those seekers with magical/mystical wings strong enough to break the barrier of disbelief and enter the etheric realm of the mysteries lies open to those who seek the truth of them. And so, let me share one of those many journeys ... spreak mystical wings and fly with me, allowing inspiration, truth and the mysterious to be as the hot desert wind providing the needed lift to reach higher than you may have ever flown .......

Thus, begins a journey of SEEKING AMONG THE NETERU, images unfolding as the ka treks to the banks of the ancient depths of a secretive, mysterious NILE. Gaze across its powerful current, allowing the magical water assist the expansion of your visualization -- either mimicking my words of description or letting my words set your mind upon its own journey. We begin with the beauty of the powerful Nile; either seeing it glittering as a billion diamonds afloat upon its surface as RA gazes with fiery brilliance from above - or - seeing tKhonsu reflected on the water coated by a silvery gleam and shroud of ghostly mist hovering just at surface level during the nighttime hours.

And thus, spread your own magical wings wide and take flight, every-higher and farther on this journey of the SEEKER AMONG THE NETERU ... En Hotep we land at the right place on the banks of the Nile, fold away magical wings and board an elegant white, graceful felucca that will carry us across the powerful current, meandering through the ancient sands and time. I throw my head back and laugh to see the white sail flapping and snapping as it is battered viciously by strong winds born in the heated sands and come here to cross the river and return to their blistering realm. Thus, uttering a sing-song prayer for this journey to be productive, safe and its purpose be known in the proper time; the mysteries then revealed to me that I may comprehend their magical message/lessons.

Then, it is time for seeking ... and my eyes drift from the above to the below; gazing into the secretive murky black-green depths of the Nile. Were those voices I heard whispering from below or the slap and swish of water licking at the sides of the felucca? I might ask, but know the water will refuse a reply for the Nile, like a Sphinx, reveals not the secret that I must discover using the heart; not the ego/mind. That mystery is personal and does NOT fit all like comfortable shoes. Therefore, I relax on the hard wooden seat, stare at the hypnotic rippling beneath the boat and give little notice to the snapping, sniping of the sail for I know its song is one of misdirection taunting me from the depth of mystery yet to be discovered as I shall now become ... A SEEKER AMONG THE NETERU.

Upon this enigmatic journey, I now look down where the Nile's waves lap the bow and I see them ... Hack and Hapi stare up with mouths gaping, full of jagged sharp teeth and they laugh. Their green watery eyes are skeptical that I have the courage to step from this bubble of reality where we circle and enter Tasheta, the place of no time. Indeed, I shall, I breathe deeply and fill with defiance as the voices of the leaders intertwine like a melodic key that opens the veiled doorway so that I may slip through.

Set hears and is angered that his hated brother is about to be re-membered yet again and sends his desert wind to sweep through in chaotic haste, salted with the flavor of sand. Yet, I pay him no heed. Let him try to dissuade, distract and dis-member my mummified form slipping easily deeper into dark Nile waters like Osiris did before separated from his beloved Isis.

Crocodile teeth begin their work. The linen bandages tighten about my body and stain crimson with lifeblood as the razor-like teeth render, rip and tear asunder while physical ears filter the verbal instructions of the teachers. In spite of bodily reactions to the visual journey through the consciousness responding to the story spoken, yet involuntary muscle spasms, the threat of suffocation and stabs of painful energy shock me like a cosmic cattle prod. Only the application of such effects can shove my mind close enough that it willingly moves through the transfiguration or fear will stop the process before it is finished. I am floating within the energy now, mimicking the breathing of green Osiris as rise above the water, filling with the light of Ra. A vivid rainbow of swirling colors swirl entwine me within their corresponding vibrations like the notes of the grandest musical scale. My body is the tuning fork.

Alas, Anubis and Thoth wait as I open my eyes, the remembered child, stepping as from Khnum’s own pottery wheel freshly formed and shining new. Clutched tightly in my hands I discover a thread clipped from Neith’s own hair, my lifeline returned anew. I am no longer Osiris for the mummy wrappings have vanished, yet I know I am the reborn, renewed aspect of his story forever forward.
Thoth steps closer and whispers into my ear speaking my Ren, which I have waited so long to hear. The portal opens once more. Anubis smiles with eyes that glow with a deep shade of green, gesturing that it is time for me to step back into my own world once more. You have much to do for us there, he imparts to my mind. I step through reluctantly, although hearing the call of Nicki that we return. There is a sting to reentering reality. It is only a small electrical charge, which centers me into my being once more.

Phew, grains of sand remain on dry lips. Set may have been defeated this time, but he smiles to realize that I have learned that he is always the other side of Ma’at, a part of the whole. Without chaos, I would become stagnant energy without motivation to push harder to achieve the changes I need. He will not stop the divine within or block enlightenment, rather empower the development of my sahu and that which I choose to become-that which shines from RA into the darkness of innocence; every upwards; ever seeking; ever evolving . . . ever accepting of the mysteries and wisdom of the ancients.

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FROM OUT OF THE MUCK, ZAHOUR RISES INTO THE LIGHT OF RENEWAL

9/30/2019

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     Zahour -- Arabic for any "Blossom", as the Many Petaled Lotus of many metaphysical practices the full bloom only appears in the light of day. It can represent many things but here I use the metaphoric zahour to represents looking deeper into one’s life for thigs left unfinished or never even begun, at all. These undone things can refer to either this or any past lifetime as the healing of those would be Karmic resolve. Because we are all part of the holographic whole, a fragment of that is ours to change as often it affects the rest of our life -- aka the 100th monkey theory. Thus, the lotus/zahour perfectly symbolizes life for how it begins as a seed dropped into the Nile river, falling to the depths where it germinates in the thick, black muck; then in a moment of inspiration by the creator (by whatever name one chooses to refer to their Creator/God) that is like the “AHA Moment or Enlightenment spark. Thus, it begins to grow, yearning ever upwards, higher and higher until it suddenly breaches the rippling surface. A good visualization for using zahour to apply to the healing of life’s needy situations or personal issues would be that of a symbolic switchboard, imagining its wires criss-crossed and tangled. The visualization applies an imagined process of disentangling (the healing process in effect) them one wire or section at a time, until the connections are reestablished to enable proper communication or circuitry of the mind/inner self. Thus, the flow of energy is redirected anew and in a healthier way. With this healing symbolized in the story of zahour/lotus journeying toward the light, it can offer imagery for symbolic yearning of leaving behind the trials and tribulations of the old and promise of reaching, dreaming of and praying for a more productive, prosperous and happier New way of life.
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     Putrid, stinking rotting vegetation collected in the bed of the Nile basin, fertile ooze beneath the waters of Nun. Just a glimmer of light through murky water is all it will take. The eye blinks back in response to a sense of yearning, willing that the seed to seek the source of light above the surface, unable to penetrate where it lies stagnant without breath. It is the seed of a blue lotus, dormant but for the tiny glimmer of hope germinating within its heart. It cries mindlessly for suckle, sensing the hawk flying so close to the rippling current overhead.

“Skry, come to me quickly,” Sokar screams fresh from the Halls of Amenti, knowing she will soon become the Horus once out in the morning sun.

The seedling sprouts, striving upward but is snagged by strange plant tendrils twisted in a mass of confusion and cannot climb further toward consciousness until free of what chokes it. If only disentangled free to breach the surface, breathing in the sweet hot air. That mass is old fear of success and the way self-pity can flourish as a convenient crutch when things are too difficult or cannot work as planned. Ego and worry sustain as a strong stem and grow stronger by the brackish water of broken emotional connections and empty arms for children never birthed. Nourished by energy used to push others away, deal with disappointment and abandonment incorrectly and fear, the strange genus has mutated into this stifling place to hide from it all.

     With fists formed by newly scaled wisdom at the realization and resolution that the ego, reptilian brain is weak without the integration of the divine mind, I am that lotus striving to grow. I yank, rip and tear at the wiry tendrils trying desperately to redirect their energy and correct its flow. Those tendrils have grown into the deepest part of my own guts so that the pain is like an electric shock, but for only a moment. Then they release their hold and I am free. It is easier than I would expect possible had it not been for the preparation that has come before within the sacred temples, lessons learned through life’s experiences and variety of rituals performed.

     Fear was once the result of yellow slits and the triple-lidded eyes of the crocodile that glares for this time I am successful, emerging from the watery dark, swimming toward the light. I know that I can embrace the past, heal old tenuous relationships and times when fear chokes me from speaking truth or creates limitations upon all that I believe thus as impossible. Instead, I chose to embrace even the painful relationships and experiences as lessons for the soul and learn to trust my heart when my mind argues otherwise. I know I can welcome all that the past has taught by experience and use the wisdom it provides to formulate the future—as difficult or productive as it must be for the highest good.
At last, the delicate blue tinged petals of the lotus open one by one; laying so gracefully and gently upon the sparkling surface, glittering as sequins under the bright sun. Satisfied, Sobek sinks back into the darkness, his task finished. He passes the task to the russet hawk soaring overhead a symbol of the heightened mind and whose wings touch the heart, granting it the will to fly. Ra hovers at the zenith of the sky where he becomes Khephera with an iridescent black shell.

   While this lesson may take many forms, the messages from the Spirit world of the ancient Egyptian Neteru shall be welcomed regardless of the form they choose to reveal themselves to us; so many forms and ways of which one can only imagine. Hope then is given unto all that there be no cause for self-doubt, but only to sense, feel and to know. Let the inspiration from this application be evident in however it fits your realization; that is my only wish for all who willingly considers and yearns to comprehend the quest of the lotus/zahour.

                                                          A BLESSED, PROSPEROUS AND JOY-FILLED LIFE TO ALL!

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When Buddha was asked if he was a god, he replied he was not.
When he was asked if he was a saint, he replied he was not.
‘Then what are you,’ he was asked.
“I am Awake.” He replied.