Category Archives: Symbolism

Dance of Fire and Water: Relations…

‘…As all things are discovered by one,

alone through contemplation,

so all things are born from this one,

alone by permutation…

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… Its father is the Sun,

its mother is the Moon,

the Wind bears it in its belly,

the Earth nurtures it in its heart…’

The Emerald Tablet

Dance of Fire and Water: Planets…

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White represents the Crescent of the Soul:

a vision of the tides of life, their ebb and flow…

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Red represents Matter over Spirit:

when to act in peace and war, we all must know…

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Grey represents Spirit which mediates between Soul and Body:

a communion of truth and wisdom…

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Orange represents Expansion through Wisdom:

and tempers justice with compassion, to protect and to serve…

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Green represents Spirit over Matter:

acting from love with a generous heart…

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Black represents Contraction through Matter:

as the bread of life is sown and reaped…

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Yellow represents the Circle of the Spirit:

an outer light and the greater light within…

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The Lord of all Proud Beasts…

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His skin is hard as rock.

His heart huge as a boulder.

His belly thick with spikes.

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His eyes glow like dawn.

He sneezes and lightnings flash.

Flames leap from his mouth.

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Smoke pours from his nostrils

like steam from a boiling pot.

His breath sets coals ablaze.

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He looks down on the highest

and watches terror dance before him.

Is nothing on earth his equal?

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‘Heart and Soul’…

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The first key…

Bigger than me…

and inside, a box; identical but smaller, in order to fit, with another key.

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Key number two…

As big as you…

whose mote is my beam, now clearly seen as I click the lock and find inside another box, identical but smaller…

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Key number three…

What will we see…

as we flick the lock and peer inside the box? A heart, blood red and still beating…

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The ground starts to shake with footfalls much bigger than me and a large eye appears at the church window.

‘Fee… Fi… Fo… Fum…’ says the Giant.

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Bone Age…

 

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Three skulls.

Three lives.

Three deaths.

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One life for the minerals, substance of earth.

One life for the flowers, blossom of soul.

One life for the animals, projection of dream.

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The dream of reason produces monsters.

The dream of love produces life.

The dream of death produces light.

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Three skulls.

Three deaths.

Three lives.

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Stone is the bone of earth.

Doors of Conception…

“Excuse me…”

I woke up and looked at the walking stick¬† insistently tapping my boot, then up at the black face in the sun, and shaded my eyes…

“…Do you want to be human?”

The voice was young, but also insistent. The black face in the sun had spiky hair.

“…thought I was human.”

The black spikes shook, “You’re currently all lopsided.” The stick pointed down a hole in the earth by my side, “You see the three doors?”

It was true, there were three transparent doors… superimposed…

“First is mind, then movement, finally heart… doors to humanity. You coming…?”

 

Threshold…

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We live with hidden presences.

The village street, its air heavy under the hot sun, its surface baked hard beneath our feet, is lined with dwellings.

Vessels of the, as yet, unknown…

Before we enter any one of these home-steads we are confronted by a labyrinth painted in brightly coloured sand.

As the morning sun rose through the sky the Mistress of the House laid out this elaborate design and we cannot now enter her dwelling without passing through this pattern, the new focus, of those auspicious natural forces.

A protective screen now guards the home.

We cannot see that screen, we can only see the focus.

A reflection of the inner workings of cosmos has been externalised at the boundary: that line which divides inner and outer; the pure form from the purely chaotic or accidental.

The boundary is always fraught with danger.

It represents the primal division at the heart of all things.

A wholeness has been rent so that creation can occur.

This labyrinth is a symbol but it is also both more-and-less-than any symbol. As the day progresses it will be worn away by many feet entering and exiting the house. The coloured sand will mingle with the dust of the street. The symbol will lose its true form like the stone temples and that illusory stability which sees them abandoned when their utility is spent. They are both constructed, despite the appearance, merely to capture the momentary, unpredictable reality of the unseen.

Labyrinth and temple express an untold reality as that which is hidden but held in external form.

Both are held open for the invisible yet still, in other ways, sensed powers.

Both then hold these powers in partial and temporary control.

Both mark a transition from inner to outer and suggest movement to come…

Like all vessels of divinity they are potential turning points.

They contain and obfuscate.

Imbued with powers of their own they yet point beyond themselves to the divine wholeness.

We forget this at our peril.

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