#awakenment

[opiraticentranced]

On the spiritual path, the time will come when life’s possibilities and opportunities have reached a wider breadth than you can comfortably deal with. The anguish of a being that has begun to cultivate an inner life is well known. It is much more comfortable to go through life happily shallow and blissfully ignorant, because the instant you try to examine and deal with what’s going on inside, you run into paradox after paradox, and no single solution covers the entire situation. This dynamic is largely based on the complexity of the human form. Part of the struggle we face in becoming fully awakened human beings lies in our capacity to master our form. The more that is awakened within us, the wider the span of possibilities becomes, and the more responsibility we have for mastering our full range of capabilities as human beings.

Mark Griffin

[edwincourtenay]

I have been a lover of Angels for 28 years when I first conjures the four Archangels into a magical circle using a ritual from “Prediction Magazine”. In the beginning I believed them to be nothing more than archetypal manifestations of collective consciousness - as the magazine suggested - but when they appeared to me naked - not as the magazine suggested they would - and later started talking to me I realised them to be beings - Spirit - in their own right. I have always seen them as sensual presences, masculine, feminine and gender neutral - beings of beauty and passion, energy and light - not at all like the night dress wearing laced up prudes of Christian iconography but rather primal manifestations of infinite divine power. To me they are enormous sources of energy and wisdom that burn like suns and moons and stars whose miraculous power can be called upon to change our worlds. Here is a piece of art that I created with the incredible @big_granty that I think encapsulates this sensual beauty and power in a masculine way. I hope it serves to remind us all of the inspiring nature of the Angelic Kingdom, of their vast power - not to be under estimated - and their ability to encourage us to become the divinity that in essence and embryo we are! #edwincourtenay #ipssissimus #spiritlightgallery #angel #archangel #art #digitalart #sensuality #miracle #pagan #wiccan #magick #lifting #tantra #ascenion #awakenment #masculine #male #divinemasculine #bodybuilder #predictionmagazine #meditation #ritual #genderneutral #alchemy #muscle #muscleman #strongman #strength

[edwincourtenay]

This is one of my favourite cards from our Wisdom of the Merlin Oracle deck entitled The Madness of Merlin. It depicts Merlin in a transitional phase from prophet to magician, having been driven mad by a failed and doomed prophecy powered by his own ego Merlin takes to the forest with only a Bor and Wolf for company and in his madness is transformed. Most of us - at some point in life - will experience a little madness, whether we are driven there by illness, exhaustion, unexpected life altering circumstances or grief. After my mother’s death I went through a brief stage where I began to feel like I had died, suddenly invisible and unheard but - as is often the case - my change of circumstances changed me over time and I emerged from my metaphorical forest finally seeing the woods from the trees. For all of you lost in your own becoming remember that you can call upon the Spirit of the Merlin - and his totems the Wolf who is the teacher and the Bor who is the initiator and find help and strength and courage to “keep on keeping on” and in time - like the butterfly - you too will emerge changed for the better. Stronger and clearer with a new horizon to explore. #edwincourtenay #ipssissimus #spiritlightgallery #merlin #oracledeck #art #digitalart #magican #wizard #pagan #wiccan #yogi #yoga #tantra #kundalini #awakenment #masculine #male #divinemasculine #bodybuilder #tao #meditation #shaman #death #rebirth #transformation #change #madness #mad #grief #trauma #alchemy

[opiraticentranced]

Waking up is not a one-time event. Waking up is a practice. Waking up is a commitment that continues for a lifetime.

Chani Nicholas

[opiraticentranced]

Though the house-lamps have been lit, The blind live on in the dark. Though spontaneity is all-encompassing And close, to the deluded it remains Always far away.

Saraha, from The Royal Song of Saraha, as translated by H. V. Guenther

[hiddeninthecodearchive]

[ Brun has finally flown back to the void space. ]

[ They shoo a few type A shards who appear to have taken interest away from the entrance. Confused, Brun looks around and sees that the Unconscious is awake! ]

* [ The Nolonger-Unconscious Figure; who was observing the area curiously, bolts in a panic out to the open void. Slamming Brun into the laptop desk in the process, leaving a stunned Brun to stumble after them as fast as they can. ]

[opiraticentranced]

BUOYANCY Love has taken away my practices and filled me with poetry. I tried to keep quietly repeating, No strength but yours, but I couldn't. I had to clap and sing. I used to be respectable and chaste and stable, but who can stand in this strong wind and remember those things? A mountain keeps an echo deep inside itself. That's how I hold your voice. I am scrap wood thrown in your fire, and quickly reduced to smoke. I saw you and became empty. This emptiness, more beautiful than existence, it obliterates existence, and yet when it comes, existence thrives and creates more existence! The sky is blue. The world is a blind man squatting on the road. But whoever sees your emptiness sees beyond blue and beyond the blind man. A great soul hides like Muhammed, or Jesus, moving through a crowd in a city where no one knows him. To praise is to praise how one surrenders to the emptiness. To praise the sun is to praise your own eyes. Praise, the ocean. What we say, a little ship. So the sea-journey goes on, and who knows where! Just to be held by the ocean is the best luck we could have. It's a total waking up! Why should we grieve that we've been sleeping? It doesn't matter how long we've been unconscious. We're groggy, but let the guilt go. Feel the motions of tenderness around you, the buoyancy.

Rumi