Angels Sun Earth: July 2005

Monday, July 25, 2005

Storm clouds for the double of the Purple angel monad BunBury near Perth Mon25 JULY 2005

Saturday, July 23, 2005

Grail info

http://www.crcsite.org/grail5.htm

THe Earth sacred sites and the galaxy

http://www.world-mysteries.com/mpl_rl1.htm#A%20Marvellous%20Cosmic%20Mystery

Something on Albion, from Richard Leviton

A Guiding Star Through the Apocalypse A Perspective on the Millennium
©Richard Leviton
http://www.world-mysteries.com/
I don't believe our world will end in this decade, or the next. That already happened once-losing our world-long ago, on a planet called Maldek. The shattered remains of that planetary malaise now constitute the asteroid belt between Mars and Jupiter.

We are all here on Earth now in our second chance to make it through a perilous transformation, to endure the last, dark, painful squeeze before we birth the Golden Age, which, the angelic realm promises, awaits us. For a subject as mighty as millennial changes, a parable may well be our best resort for insight, and for this project I find the 19th century British mystical poet William Blake's vision of Albion and Vala most illuminating.Albion, said Blake in his long poem, Jerusalem (1804), is the "Human Form Divine," an image of spiritual beauty expressed in human form as a giant who is the antecedent of all men and women. In Paradise, Albion was, originally, in God's view, "the Angel of my Presence" and "the loveliest Son of heaven." Then, entering incarnation on Earth, Albion gained selfhood but lost the vision of divine origins and purpose and began a time of suffering. "In a dark & unknown Night/Outstretch'd his Giant beauty on the ground in pain & tears," said Blake. The seven diseases of the soul settled upon Albion as he "groans in the deep slumbers of Death upon his Rock."Like Prometheus in the Greek myths who was bound to a rock at the edge of the sea for transgressing against the gods, so, too, is Albion chained to matter, "sick to death" from "horrible falsehoods" spread by his sons and daughters. Albion is a prodigy of the spiritual worlds, yet so grievous is his forgetting that "the Starry Heavens all were fled from the mighty limbs of Albion." This is most unfortunate, Blake said, for two reasons. First, Albion is destined to marry Vala, who is his "Bride & Wife in great eternity;" and second, Albion has a gift for the world, a "lovely emanation" called Jerusalem. Albion shall arise again, Blake promises us. "The time will arrive/When all Albion's injuries shall cease, and when we shall/Embrace him, tenfold bright, rising from his tomb in immortality."What might Blake mean by this vision of Albion? Here is one perspective, derived from personal reflection and hints from the spiritual world. Let us regard Albion as an expression over time of everything humanity has been on Earth since the beginning of time-our collective consciousness, both latent (unconscious), activated (ordinary consciousness), and potential (superconscious). Albion is the colossus of consciousness available to human beings. Albion is the divine image of Man-the archetype of humanity as a dual-gendered being "who thinks," as in Manas-incarnate on this planet. Each of us, female or male, is an expression of Albion, as the cosmic archetype of all humans. Each of us, and all our forebears since the beginning of the human race, has selfhood or individuality, but like Albion, most of us have gained this at the price of forgetting our celestial origins. So Albion groans in misery, chained to the rock in darkness and spiritual death. We might also see Albion as chained to a table in the pit of the Earth, similar to the way the Greeks envisioned Kronos (Father Time) exiled and jailed in the golden halls of Ogygia. Albion sleeps; in fact, he has never been lucidly awake since coming to Earth. So, too, we, as collective humanity, have not experienced full wakefulness in the context of Earth.When Blake speaks of Starry Wheels in the limbs of Albion, I suggest he refers to the energy body of the planet, the subtle geomantic anatomy of Earth. Just as humans have a complex energy circuit as described by acupuncture, in terms of meridians and acupoints, so has Earth a living web of geopoints and ley lines, an energetic domain that once formed the basis of a spiritual geomancy in which human life and activities ritually interfaced with a sacred landscape. Native peoples, especially the Australian Aborigines, still acknowledge this "Dreamtime" topography in which divine intent suffuses the shapes and energies of the environment. By Starry Wheels, Blake envisions a landscape in which the energies and spiritual presences of the cosmos-the starry wheels of the zodiac or galaxy-are incarnate in matter. That they are "fled from the mighty limbs of Albion" means we have forgotten about them and live in chronic neglect of their energetic reality.We have been terribly remiss in our environmental relations with the material planet as well. Many today feel comfortable in acknowledging the planet as a sentient soul in the cosmos, as a profound planetary being we call Gaia. For Blake, Gaia is Vala, and She is Albion's destined Bride, in a predestined marriage in which matter, Vala, weds spirit, Albion. With the achievement of this hieros gamos-the divine, mystical marriage of Sun and Moon, Earth and Heaven-Albion's spiritual gift to the world may be realized: Jerusalem. Here Blake did not mean Jerusalem in the sense of a geopolitical, ethnic city in the Mideast; instead, he wanted to evoke the nuance of "foundation of peace" and the "heavenly city," the archetypal, worldwide geometry of wakeful living across the human spectrum. In other words, the Golden Age.That is where we are headed, even as we endure floods, hurricanes, droughts, fires, earthquakes, tsunamis, political instability, economic fragility, appalling pandemic violence. Gaia is engaged in a necessary process of radical detoxification and energetic readjustment; Her frightening spasms are purgative, cleansing, a moving through toxicity into purity. Albion is engaged in a long-awaited process of apocalyptic awakening and self-awareness, shaking off millennia of disturbed nightmarish sleep. Conceive of the magnitude of this proposition: Albion, as the collective consciousness of all of us over time, the entire span of human life on Earth, will awaken into spiritual lucidity within matter.The sheer prospect of such illumination, such blinding celestial light, is flushing the demons out of the Earth; it seems all we see is demons, crazed, evil, malicious, hateful demons bent on destroying the parameters of human civility. But they are wailing and thrashing as they dissolve; they cannot endure the Light. These are the "horrible falsehoods" that have poisoned Albion. We are on the verge of radical vision, a perceptual apocalypse, a stunning movement of the "assemblage point" of perception by which we construe the world, as Carlos Castaneda teaches. A new world will come shockingly into focus in this decade as we see more and differently.But to keep our balance and our courage we must follow the guiding star provided for us. We might think of this star as the Polaris, or Pole Star, of Albion's mighty starry wheels. This Star is brought to our attention, providentially, by the angelic realm which forever acts as its guardian. It is a single, adamantly brilliant Blazing Star, a pinpoint of absolute light at the center of being, preceding all creation and manifestation. Various traditions speak of this Star, though sometimes obliquely, including Tibetan Dzogchen, Hebrew Qabala, Anthroposophy's Rudolf Steiner, and the contemporary teacher, Da Avabhasa, who calls it "the Divine Star, or the central Light of the cosmos."This Blazing Star is present in many dimensions: in us, we find it two inches above the belly button and a little bit inside. It is not literally in the flesh at the solar plexus, but through this location we access the pinpoint of brilliant light at the center of our being. This is our point of apocalyptic remembering; this is the portal to the Divine Vision that Albion forgot. As such, Albion has a Blazing Star at the center of his being, and so does Gaia at an ancient stone circle in southcentral England called Avebury. This triple alignment of our guiding star is what shall make our passage through this moment of radical detoxification and apocalyptic awakening not only endurable but
an unprecedented opportunity for epiphany, for the revelation in light of Blake's "Divine Vision."Consider the scenario. Albion groans in a light sleep on his table in the pit of the Earth. Gaia moans in her agony of self-cleansing. We live in chronic apprehension of the floor of our material life collapsing underneath us. That's why the angelic realm reminds us of the Star, as a point of redemptive safety. In Blake's Jerusalem, Albion's savior is called Los; by reading Blake carefully, one deduces that by Los Blake means the "Elohim," that near mythic family of angels, called "God" in the English (mis)translation of Genesis, who created Heaven, Earth, and Humanity-and who remain throughout time our cosmic parents. Los, or the Elohim, brings us the guiding Star through which we may talk to Albion, as He awakens, and Gaia, as She cleanses. The Elohim may be our parents, but in a sense we are the spiritual parents of Gaia and Albion. We must tell them both what we wish, what we intend, how it shall be. The Star is our means of communication.We must whisper in Gaia's Star: "I am here for you, dear Gaia. I send you my love." We must whisper in Albion's Star: "I wish for you a bright future, the best there is-the limitless luxury of light." We must give Albion an indication of how it will be when he wakes up. We must promise Gaia we will not transgress in ignorance again. The guiding Star-our Blazing Star-is the axis that joins the three realms. The Guiding Star reveals to us the secret of Jerusalem, the emanation of the Giant Albion. We hold the power of co-creation: as we wish it, as we intend it from the Star, so shall it be.The future is a multiply contingent probability; it is mutable, adjustable, negotiable, yet inexorable. Gaia shall heal, Albion shall awaken, but the degree to which this is unbearably apocalyptic or startlingly epiphanous is our choice, our wish. Yes, we should prepare ourselves, not for a funeral but for a wedding.

Monad crop circle picture

Notice the 144 rays from the circle centre and that the arms of the pentagram are 144 degrees apart. This would be a good logo for the monads.
http://www.circlemakers.org/Img/totc5_03.jpg

Highlights June /July

This month’s highlights revolve around three ‘meetings with eagles’, portents, three asynchronistic occurrences, and the 777.

First eagle meeting.
I watched at sunset as a big wedge-tail eagle hovered high, wings fluttering. Immediately there came, in almost the same place, the flying lights of a Jumbo. It also appeared to be hovering, as it was coming towards me. They were in parallel. This signified to me the shift that was taking place in my inner consciousness, from the view point of an eagle, to the viewpoint of a Jumbo. My dreams reflected this.

I went up onto Divine Hill, Ocean Shores near Byron Bay for the Winter solstice. June 21. At sunset, as I looked to the west the sun was going down, a beautiful cream spread all around. To the east the rising full moon spread a beautiful violet purple colour across the sky. Purple and Cream, these were the colours of the Double of the Purple angel Monad. I knew she was present coming down everywhere I could see, even as far as the Gold Coast with its heavy spiritual energy, and Mt Warning with its Californian Poppy hat.
Ten days later this whole area was flooded. Up to thirty inches of rain had fallen in twelve hours across everywhere I had been viewing. I saw it on TV, people at Ocean Shores wading up to their waists in water.

Second eagle meeting.
As I traveled home I saw it again. An eagle flying in the same scene as a Jumbo, at cross purposes.
Next day I had to treat a horse who continuously had tears streaming from her eyes. I was very touched by this.
Four days later in the exact same place four people had died in a tragic accident. They had been driving in the wrong lane, on the wrong side of the road. I remembered I had said, ‘not this lane that lane’. I saw the footage on TV, and there was the paddock I had been treating the horse in, and the house with the lane leading up to it.

Next day, 7thJuly 7.7.2005 I heard a young man had been murdered outside the house I had grown up in. A shaft of glass had gone through his neck. The newspaper showed a picture of the street I had lived in, all my childhood.

There it was, three momentous occurrences, all too close for comfort. I decided these were showing something of the nature of the Double or second part of the coming of the Purple Angel Monad. (I am not writing much about these as it seems not many people are listening or if they are, understanding.) I am calling this quality, ASYNCHRONICITY: related events occurring in the same place but not at the same time. The time difference gives a sense of whether the event is univers-al, galactic or solar in origin, depending on the time difference.

Next 777.
On July 7 I found a crop circle that represented the Monad. It was at Luton, Bedfordshire, July 17 2003. The London bombers of the same day were from Luton. Were they trying to martyr themselves for the energy of the Purple Double angel monad? Here we have related events occurring at different places, at the same time. What shall we call these? Note that these are new energies coming in. They previously did not occur in this existence. Later on as we become aware of them we will think that this had always been happening, but that is not the case. This also happened with 11:11.

I noticed also that as a child our car’s numberplate was ACB 777. The ACB I had always interpreted as a left brain right brain middle brain sequence. My dream life had been pointing me at this for a long long time.

A Portent.
At Seal Rocks, I watched the whales sail past, and as the sun went down a huge big Golden angel like cloud formed in the sky. In the cloud the angel seemed to be holding the paw of a dog and kissing it at the same time. What was spectacular about the cloud was that at the area of the kissing, a beautiful patina of purple, green and red circles were gracing the colouration in the clouds. (see portents clouds : from previous month blog.). This kind of clouds are called by Raphael “Portents’ meaning they are angels of the futures.

Third eagle meeting
I was driving on the highway and thinking about the grail. A huge big wedge-tail eagle sailed across into my lane and traveled with me directly above the car. It was wider than my car. I could feel the link and the blessing that had inspired the eagle to do this. I felt like a champion.

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