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I have a fondness for the stars and feel a special leap of delight when I pause in a wintry evening to see the strong and bold marks of Orion in the sky. Or on a summer's night, to walk along and gaze up at the community of light in the Pleiades. I feel that the stars bless me with their presence. There have been times in the midst of deep pain in my heart that I have walked under the night sky and cried out to God, "By the light of your stars, heal me."
There is something extremely consoling about walking in great darkness and having the light of the stars to guide the way. After a walk under the stars, light eventually returns to my darkened spirit. The healing that I need comes in future days (or months) through people, books, sacred moments, music, insights, all of which clarify my confusion and soften the pain in my heart.
No matter how hard I fight to stay "in the light," I will have some darkness in my life. This is as sure as the pattern of sunrise and sunset in the natural course of the day. My darkness comes from many sources, sometimes from the pain and struggle of changing ideas, relationships or work, or from my participation in the human condition of aging, accidents, and illness. It has also come from that silent journey when I have desired to be more united with the Divine who is the beloved one dwelling at the center of who I am.
Most often, the way to the Divine is one of going through the passage of darkness within.
The Divine is also discovered in my happy, joyous, light-filled times, but no matter how much light I carry within me, there will always be times of feeling lost, being confused, seeking direction. It is the way of the human heart.
At times I have found it difficult to believe that darkness could be a source of growth. Darkness to a child, as well as to many adults, can be a scary, fearsome place where wild creatures wait to pounce and prey. But, in actuality, some kinds of darkness are truly our friends.
The world of our mother's womb had no light: It is where we grew wonderfully and filled out our tiny limbs of life. Our earth would be quite lifeless, too, if we did not plant seeds deep within the lonely darkness of the soil so they could germinate and bring forth green shoots. I know, too, that we would soon die of an overheated planet if nightfall did not come to soothe the sun-filled land. Darkness is very essential for some aspects of growth and protection.
But there is also an unfriendly darkness, like human destructiveness or hate, a blackness that can maim and wound us mentally, emotionally, spiritually. It is the kind that will lead us to despair, where we end up hurting ourselves or others. It destroys our hope and our positive view of life. We do not grow in this kind of darkness. We turn in on self. We stop believing in our goodness and beauty and that of others.
Sometimes, I will need to wait the darkness out, say it out, pray it out. Eventually, I will know what kind of darkness it is by the effects that it has on my life and on the lives of those around me.
If it brings life, new hope, understanding, more courage, deeper trust, then darkness is my friend. I believe that almost all of my darkness is life-giving if I have Sophia with me.
I may not want to believe that darkness can be growthful because of the ache, loneliness, hurt, hollowness are not feelings that I enjoy. Yet, if I look back on my life, to those dark times, I can see that I have, or could have, grown deeper and wiser from my experience of the darkness.
If anyone has experienced, as Saint John of the Cross called it, "A Dark night of the Soul"..
Then you will completely understand this.
#mysticism#darkness#light bearer#dark night#dark night of the soul#growth#potential#digital art#sanctuary
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๐๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ, ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ณ๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ช๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ถ๐ข๐ญ ๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ช๐ญ๐บ ๐ค๐ญ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ช๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ด ๐ง๐ข๐ณ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ง ๐ช๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ท๐ช๐ฃ๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฃ๐ต ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ช๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต, ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ช๐ด๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ช๐ณ๐ช๐ต.
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๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐๐ต๐ข๐ณ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต, ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ด๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ด. ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ฑ๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ช๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ถ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐จ๐บ. ๐๐ด๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ญ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด, ๐ข ๐ค๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต.
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๐ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ
๐ข๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐น๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐จ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. ๐, ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ, ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ช๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ณ๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ฆ. ๐ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ข๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ช๐ค๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐บ. ๐๐ข๐บ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐ป๐ฆ๐ฅ.
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~ "๐ฏ๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ... ๐ฐ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐."
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๐๐ 7:10,27
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May we all be counted worthyโค๏ธโ๐ฅ๐ฅโค๏ธโ๐ฅ
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๐๐นPrayer to the Light Bearers๐น๐
Image - Christos Bokoros
#light bearer#occultism#mysticism#venus#esoteric#art#aphrodite#morningstar#digital art#invocation#prayer#sophia#divine feminine
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๐ฆMelek Taus๐ฆ
Collage I made๐ซ๐๐
#morningstar#collage art#occultism#mysticism#venus#art#esoteric#digital art#masculine#the divine masculine#goat#lucifer
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โจ๏ธMari Luciferโจ๏ธ
In his book 'The Gnostics and Their Remains', Charles King equates the Gnostic Sophia with Venus Anadyomene (Venus Rising from the Sea) which appears on ancient magical gem stones as a naked damsel.
Manly Hall explains that Venus and Isis were names for Lucifer, telling us: "Being visible in the sky at sunset it was called Vesper, and as it rose before the Sun, it was called the Star of the Morning or Lucifer, meaning Light Bearer. Because of this relation to the Sun, the planet was also called Venus, Astarte, Aphrodite, Isis, and The Mother of the Gods".(The Secret Teachings of All Ages').
Magdalene is assumed by some to be interchangable with goddesses like Sophia, Isis, and Inanna. In his book 'Mary Magdalene The Illuminator', popular author William Henry tells us: 'Plutarch states that Isis was called Sophia.
She's also called Astarte, the goddess worshipped by Solomon. Each of these goddesses, in turn is the Babylonian goddess Inanna. Schonfield concludes that there is no doubt that the beautiful woman's head of the Templars represents Sophia in her female and Isis aspect -- and she was linked with Mary Magdalene in the Christian interpretation"..
The most famous occultist of the 20th - century Manly Hall, explains in his book 'The Secret Teachings of All Ages' that Isis "metamorphized' into the Virgin Mary.
Some scholars have tied the Virgin Mary to Magdalene. Theologian Cyril of Jerusalem held that the Virgin Mary was one and the same as Magdalene. In their book 'Jesus and
the Lost Goddess', Timothy Freke and Peter Gandy assert that the Virgin Mary and Magdalene in the Gospel accounts represent -- respectively, the higher Sophia and the fallen Sophia - aspects of the same character in the Sophianic myth.
Like Sophia, Magdalene was also associated with Venus. Rachel Geschwind (a professor in the Art History department at Youngstown State University) observes that in the 16th - century, paintings like Rossiglio's 'Conversion of the Magdalene' began to give Venus-like characteristics to Magdalene.
The explicit links between Magdalene and Venus perhaps point to Mary's true identity. When observed From Earth, Venus traces a perfect pentagram across the sky every eight years making a pattern of a rose.
This is known as the "Rose of Venus" or The "Pentagram of Venus". Magdalene is sometimes referred to as "The Rose" and those who diligently followed the Magdalene Mysteries were known as the "Initiates of the Rose Line".
In Southern France, Magdalene was known as Mary-Lucifera, connecting her to Lucifer. Isis and Diana were also known as Lucifera (see the book Magdalene Mysteries', by Seren Bertrand). As Author DeAnna Emerson tells us: "Inanna's name was altered to suit new languages. She was called Ishtar, Isis, Astarte, Diana, Venus, Magdalene -- one goddess with many names"
In his book The Templar Revelation', popular author Clive Prince tells us:
"As Nancy Qualls-Corbett and other recent commentators have pointed out, the depiction of Mary Magdalene in the Gnostic Gospels is that of illuminatrix and illuminator or Mary Lucifer, the Light-bringer -- the bestower of wisdom and enlightenment".
#mysticism#occultism#esoteric#venus#divine feminine#lux#aphrodite#lucifer#morningstar#mary#know thyself#knowledge#sophia#initiation#inanna
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๐ด๐๐
๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐
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What is it about roses that makes us associate them with the Divine Feminine? Why, for five thousand years, and probably a lot longer, have we gathered these delicate, aromatic flowers as an offering for the Mother Goddess in spring?
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Roses are very old. Fossils of five-petaled roses have been found in the archaeological record from 35 million years agoโwhich means they were already there long before hominids evolved.
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In fact, roses (and plants like them) were the only way hominids could evolve. Roses are angiosperms, flowering plants that propagate through sexual reproduction and hold their seeds within themselves. Before angiosperms, there were no plants rich enough in nutrients to feed the bodies of larger warm-blooded animals.
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Angiosperms led to an explosion of biodiversityโand an explosion of colorโinto our world. Flowers were good at enticing the senses of the animals and insects who helped to pollinate them and, if they ate them, also helped to disperse their seeds.
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The bright colors and distinctive shapes of flowers made them especially compelling. Flowers got noticed. They stood out. Angiosperms evolved alongside the animals who interacted most intensively with them and, as this happened, in certain cases a kind of evolutionary love story began to unfold.
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Roses were the first cultivated flowers, but itโs never been entirely clear why. Whatever can be said for the medicinal properties of rose hips or rose water, there is no accounting for the sheer number of gardens devoted to the rose.
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How did roses so thoroughly romance the Western imagination that it became devoted to this flower above all othersโin art, philosophy, literature, and even prayer?
How did roses become the quintessential symbols of both spiritual and romantic love?
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Some have said that the five petals of the first cultivated roses mirrored the five fingers of the human handโthat, because of that shape, early humans were already half in love with the rose.
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But if we loved roses enough to cultivate them in great number, roses seem to have also loved us in return. Plants and animals evolved together.
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They became what they are not because of qualities intrinsic to their nature but because of how they responded to and interacted with one another. If humans planted roses because roses were beautiful, roses taught humans what beauty is.
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Possibly, roses taught humans what love is. That, finally, is the only explanation for why we offered roses to the Mother Goddess in springโand why we pray the rosary today.
We are in love. We have always been in love. What more is there to know?
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The Devil is God inverted. Falsehood is truth perverted. The spirit produces the form to be its true image; but, for all that the form does not always represent the true qualities of the spirit. The fool's paradise is the world of self-created illusions, without the recognition of the underlying eternal truth.
The Temple of Wisdom by Franz Hartmann.
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The rosary is one of the most readily identified symbols of Catholic faithโone that would seem to represent all that is most pious and conventional about Christian doctrine.
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Yet, hold a rosary from the loop so that the beads form a circle with the cross hanging down and it effortlessly reveals the first of its many secrets: The rosary forms the symbol for womanโa symbol that is far older than Christianity.
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The word rosary refers to the garlands that were traditionally woven from roses and offered to the Virgin Mary in the springtime.
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But long before Mary, those same garlands were made as offerings to other goddesses by many other names.
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Roses were offered to Venus, the Roman goddess of love and fertility, whose emblem was also a circle with a cross pendant.
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Before that, they were offered to Isis, the Great Mother of the ancient Mediterranean world.
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In Egyptian images created thousands of years before the Gospels, Isis holds an ankh, the hieroglyph for Life and a variation on the same familiar symbolโan oval with a cross dangling from it that looks exactly like a rosary.
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The first mention of a rosary-like devotion is over five thousand years old and refers to ajapamala, which in Sanskrit means โmuttering garland.โ
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Like the word rosary, mala originally referred not to a circle of beads but to a sacred circle of flowers.
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Early on, men and women simply wove their chaplets of roses for the Goddess. Later, they entwined prayers and mantras with those flowers, eventually stringing beads into a circle to perform the same symbolic gesture.
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A rosary is a garland of prayers woven for the goddess.
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The current form of the rosary emerged in the Middle Ages as Christianity extended its dominion across pagan Europe. People were forbidden from worshipping the Great Mother of their ancestors in any explicit way, but they were able to continue their devotion to her privately while holding on to their beads.
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In this way the rosary became a kind of church within the Church. Old statues of Isis nursing her baby, Horus, were refashioned as images of the Madonna and Jesus.
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And people continued to offer their garlands to the mother goddess every spring, even if their prayers now called that mother Mary.
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The rosary was a way of grafting devotion to the Virgin onto the rootstock of far older, more Earth-centered forms of goddess worship handed down from prehistoric times.
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Buried in the soil of those areas of Europe where the rosary first flourished have been found hundreds of devotional figurines of the goddess that are tens of thousands of years old. Long before people recorded their histories in written records, long before they settled down to live in towns and cities, they trusted the guidance and wisdom of a Lady whose body they identified with the fertile soil beneath their feet. They knew that all thingsโincluding their own bodiesโhad been born from the sacred womb of that Earth Mother. Just as they knew that everything returned to her.
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โก ~ The Way Of The Rose ~ โก
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Abraxas is the sun, and at the same time
the eternally sucking gorge of the void,
the belittling and dismembering devil.
The power of Abraxas is twofold; but ye see it not, because for your eyes the warring opposites of this power are extinguished.
What the god-sun speaketh is life.
What the devil speaketh is death.
But Abraxas speaketh that hallowed and acursed word which is life and death at the same time.
Abraxas begetteth truth and lying, good and evil, light and darkness, in the same word and in the same act.
Wherefore is Abraxas terrible.
It is splendid as the lion in the instant he striketh down his victim.
It is beautiful as a day of spring.
It is the great Pan himself and also the small one. It is Priapos.
It is the monster of the under-world, a thousand
armed polyp, coiled knot of winged serpents, frenzy.
It is the hermaphrodite of the earliest beginning.
It is the lord of the toads and frogs, which live in the water and go up on the land, whose chorus ascendeth at noon and at midnight.
It is abundance that seeketh union with emptiness.
It is holy begetting.
It is love and love's murder.
It is the saint and his betrayer.
It is the brightest light of day and the darkest night of madness.
To look upon it, is blindness.
To know it, is sickness.
To worship it, is death.
To fear it, is wisdom.
To resist it not, is redemption.
God dwelleth behind the sun, the devil behind the night. What god bringeth forth out of the light the devil sucketh into the night.
But Abraxas is the world, it's becoming and its passing.
Upon every gift that cometh from the god-sun the devil layeth his curse.
Everything that ye entreat from the god-sun begetteth a deed of the devil.
Everything that ye create with the god-sun giveth effective power to the devil.
That is terrible Abraxas.
It is the mightiest creature, and in it the creature is afraid of itself.
It is the manifest opposition of creatura to the pleroma and its nothingness.
It is the son's horror of the Mother.
It is the Mother's love for the Son.
It is the delight of the earth and the cruelty of the heavens.
Before its countenance man becometh like stone.
Before it there is no question and no reply.
It is the life of creatura.
It is the operation of distinctiveness.
It is the love of man.
It is the speech of man.
It is the appearance and the shadow of man.
It is illusory reality.
Seven Sermons - Carl G Jung
โThe bird struggles out of the egg. The egg is the world. Whoever wants to be born, must first destroy a world. The bird flies to God. That Godโs name is Abraxasโ โ
Demian, Herman Hesse
#occultism#gnosticism#mysticism#esoteric#art#carl jung#red book#abraxas#sophia#divine union#androgynous#hermaphrodite
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The lily has a smooth stalk,
Will never hurt your hand;
But the rose upon her brier
Is lady of the land.
Thereโs sweetness in an apple tree,
And profit in the corn;
But lady of all beauty
Is a rose upon a thorn.
When with moss and honey
She tips her bending brier,
And half unfolds her glowing heart,
She sets the world on fire.
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Christina Rossetti, โThe Roseโ.
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Then Psyche, weak in body and soul, put on the cruelty of fate, in place of strength:
She raised the lamp to see what should be done, and seized the steel, and was a man at length in courage, though a woman!
Yes, but when the light fell on the bed whereby she stood to view the " beast " that lay there, โ certes, then, She saw the gentlest, sweetest beast in wood โ Even Cupid's self, the beauteous god! more beauteous, For that sweet sleep across his eyelids dim.
The light, the lady carried as she viewed,
did she blush for pleasure as it lighted him,
The dagger trembled from its aim unduteous;
And she . . . oh, she โ amazed and soul-distraught, and fainting in her whiteness like a veil, Slid down upon her knees, and, shuddering, thought to hide โ though in her heart โ the dagger pale!
She would have done it, but her hands did fail to hold the guilty steel, they shivered so, โAnd feeble, exhausted, unawares she took
to gazing on the god, โ till, look by look,
Her eyes with larger life did fill and glow.
She saw his golden head alight with curls, โ
She might have guessed their brightness in the dark by that ambrosial smell of heavenly mark!
She saw the milky brow, more pure than pearls,
The purple of the cheeks, divinely sundered
By the globed ringlets, as they glided free,
Some back, some forwards, โ all so radiantly,
That, as she watched them there, she never wondered to see the lamplight, where it touched them, tremble:
On the god's shoulders, too, she marked his wings shine faintly at the edges and resemble
A flower that 's near to blow.
The poet sings and lover sighs, that Love is fugitive; and certes, though these pinions lay reposing, The feathers on them seemed to stir and live as if by instinct, closing and unclosing.
Meantime the god's fair body slumbered deep,
All worthy of Venus, in his shining sleep;
While at the bed's foot lay the quiver, bow,
And darts, โ his arms of godhead. Psyche gazed with eyes that drank the wonders in, โ said, โ " Lo, Be these my husband's arms?" โ and straightway raised an arrow from the quiver-case, and tried Its point against her finger, โ trembling till she pushed it in too deeply (foolish bride!)
And made her blood some dewdrops small distil, and learnt to love Love, of her own goodwill.
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โก Elizabeth Barrett Browning โก
~ Cupid and Psyche ~
Images - Veiled Psyche
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Lift off, mount,
Swimming the cosmic deep
Eyes, full of depth, sparkling
Dark as the vastness of the sea
Feeling, wanting to drink them in endlessly
So much more than meets the eye
Traveler, wanderer, thru the passages of time
Twirling, ecstatic,
Dancing, whirling dervish
Myriad of odes to the mystical sufis
Voice honey,
Soothing the calmest of calamities
Companion of Aphrodite.....
โกWritten By Meโก
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Aphrodite, Goddess of Love
Talon Abraxas
Venus (named after Venus, the Roman goddess of love identified with Aphrodite). The Greeks themselves called the planet "Aster Aphrodites" (Star of Aphrodite).
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The Rose is the perfume of the Gods, the joy of men, It adorns the Graces at the blossoming of love, It is the favoured flower of Venus. - Anacreon.
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"A spiritual life does not mean escaping from the world but engaging with it more fully.
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The purpose of life is to learn, to grow, and to become more of who we truly are. The soul is on a journey of evolution, seeking higher states of consciousness and greater self-awareness.โ
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~ Alice Bailey ~
#esoteric#occultism#mysticism#alchemy#initiation#artwork#digital art#consciousness#quotes#illumination#rainbow#light world#5d
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#creep#weirdo#angel#ethereal lace#angelic#curvy#thicc af#divine feminine#mysticism#occultism#esoteric#lilith morningstar#venus#Spotify
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