Autumn of My Soul

Yea, ‘tis the Autumn of My Soul
The Time before of feeling awld
When misty sunsets, they do set
Before thine eyes a settlin’ wet

Skies unfold to me the waiting dawn
A sunset new, makes for forlorn
Shews of views that mine will ne’er behold
That auld Time again

The grain is set
Among the swallows heading to West
They do foresee
Another Time

Aside from Thee
When the East, thou do behest

‘To the West’ by Z.R. Grates (1820)

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A Gardener’s Song

“In the Garden” lyrics by Van morrison

After a summer shower when I saw you standing
In the garden wet with rain

You wiped the teardrops from your eye in sorrow
As we watched the petals fall down to the ground
And as I sat beside you I felt the
Great sadness that day in the garden

And then one day you came back home
You were a creature all in rapture
You had the key to your soul
And you did open that day you came back to the garden

The olden summer breeze was blowing on your face
The light of God was shining on your countenance divine
And you were a violet colour as you
Sat beside your father and your mother in the garden

The summer breeze was blowing on your face
Within your violet you treasure your summery words
And as the shiver from my neck down to my spine
Ignited me in daylight and nature in the garden

And you went into a trance
Your childlike vision became so fine
And we heard the bells inside the church
We loved so much
And felt the presence of the youth of
Eternal summers in the garden

And as it touched your cheeks so lightly
Born again you were and blushed
And we touched each other lightly
And we felt the presence of the Christ
Within in our hearts
In the garden

And I turned to you and I said
No guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the father in the garden

Listen no guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father and the
Son and the Holy Ghost
In the garden, wet with rain
No guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature and the Father
And the Son and the Holy Ghost
In the garden, in the garden, wet with rain

No guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father in the garden

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In the Thrall of the Mountain Thing

All gardens are cosmic (relying on Helios for warmth, while many gardener’s refer to an almanac for the lunar cycles when planting). Ours is especially so because it is at the top of a village which is itself at the top of a mountain, so that the cosmic rays are less mitigated than those nearer sea-level. The soil is particularly fine, friable and therefore full of molecular space. Which is probably why we had some unexpected visitors coinciding with the clocks going forward. As a result of a concomitant power-outage and gravity field diminution, the video recorder failed to operate and only still images were obtained. Still, these were pretty impressive, as you can see.

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The view from our garden yesterday evening
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This is what landed
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This is what emerged


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This is the lasered image we witnessed.
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This was the High Priestess


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And this appeared in the sky!

We are now in lockdown and these images are our only communication

Feb 14

Today, for me at least, the organ of focus was not the heart (that was given away many years ago anyhow) but the liver, with an MRI scan carried out early this morning. As things stand, I should find out the results in early April when a meeting with the consultant is due at the local hospital (unless he decides to bring things forward). I can’t remember feeling better than I do now and only hope that the worst has passed.

Continuing from what was written in the Diary yesterday, I want to extend an invitation especially to all those who are interested in the esoteric domain of humankind. I cannot offer any personalised course, since I am not a teacher in this field, but I can make it clear to anyone interested just what procedure they ought to follow if they wish to become acquainted with the inner circle. I am able to do this through personal experience. The next few diary entries will be concentrated on these points.

As a matter of fact, these entries will come from the very locus where my own main initiations took place, which eventually led to an intimate comprehension of the Oneness of Creation. The greatest and most profound spiritual teacher yet known to humanity visited this very spot, in full consciousness. Although it isn’t guaranteed, it may be that some of the power that was concentrated here on that day may be generated outward to all the readers of this and the following pieces. (Naturally, if you are coming to this post latterly, you will have to trace the information contained here from back to front, as it were. Those of you who have been attracted in the first instance are especially privileged.)

The first thing you will notice is that no money or any other form of commerce will take place during this exchange. Whatever is given, is a gift to you.

Nobody can provide another with full-on mystical/cosmic enlightenment, the seeker must do the work for themselves, but there is guidance available and the following texts are simply a part of that process.

I am not even going to suggest exercises for the postulant to follow, since these are quite commonly understood and will be brought to bear should the pathway be prised open.

All that I am really going to do is offer encouragement and some pointers, all based – as I say – on personally held, wholly successful experience.

The first thing to say is that esoteric knowledge does exist and is transmitted and understood in a different manner to conventional learning. It often comes by way of inner promptings and unexpected yet meaningful events, often considered to be coincidence by non-participants. Once the process is begun it leads the postulant to discover knowledge in all manner of ways, generally through books, mystical organisations, meetings with others or nature. To secure and digest the inner knowledge it becomes necessary occasionally to withdraw from all conventional company. Just as it is becoming increasingly well understood that the public is sometimes gulled into believing all kinds of false information to the supposed benefit of political and commercial desires of influential players, so does the human being generally have to remove themselves from the influence of conventionally-based exoteric involvement in order to comprehend the incoming information they seek for their own internal satisfaction.

Meditation and other solitary moments are absolutely essential if the participant is to make headway.

The next post will build on these assertions.

Happy Valentine’s Day!