Tag: reporting
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Orphic offering
There is an ultimate offering. It is to the God of All, to the whole. It is giving to all whatever is needed to make the living world an example of the great beauty, to match all that we are with all that is and will be. We call this “activation” I suppose, and it…
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Conclusion
At the beginning of the project, I was unaware of the multiplicity of facets being brought to bear on this one condition: the condition of LOVE and its relation to the emergence of the soul. It seemed that all the swirling maelstrom of magic and form, energies and sympathies, were part of an external system…
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Instruments
After examining the situation through various facets, and in the final writing of the report, I realized that the search is to find not objects but instruments. As instruments of magic, the ritual objects are used as communicators, and also as connectors to the unseen realms. Those of us whose objects have been accepted by…
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Clarifying
The work becomes more clear The only way to navigate through the quantities of information (and disinformation) was to fully embrace the imagination and activate it as a research tool. Imagination was an active component of the process of evaluating and assessing the materials. A conventional narrative would not do the trick, being impossibly restrictive,…
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Glynis Returns
Glynis Nesta, whose story is told in the forest tales, has warned me to watch out for “spiritual ’splaining.” Ever since we met during Attars, I have been asking her what is the way, how to proceed, and how to develop this process. She has not ever answered in words. There is no “spiritual splaining”…
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The Resolution
It wasn’t long before I saw the need to begin to resolve all the disparate parts into one whole. All had been broken, torn apart, scattered, lost. Fragments here and there showed from time to time, glimmering in the mud, in the buried stones and parts that were never easily visible at first glance. The…
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The Oracle
They were old things. Neolithic. Repurposed. Because no one knew what they had originally been for. This was the oldest of the cabinets. Small, with a dark and carven door. Squat and unprepossessing. Easily ignored. He pointed it out to me, “Have you seen that yet?” I shook my head. He opened the door and…
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Seatemple Inn: Vacancy
As I mentioned my notes were sketchy and unclear. The event itself was more crystalline and real than anything I had ever known before. And I left with the profound understanding that all the work done by researchers over the years was somehow culminated together here in this luminous sphere. Like Shakespeare’s Globe theatre, the…
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Look Again
It was after all the overviews and reading the dossiers, and collecting the repetitious connections that appeared to make sense at the beginning, but then they did not make sense. Somehow, my words had been stolen in such a way that they were flattened. They lost some of the magic that I had thought they…
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Lost in the Sea
Isolated in my quest, I have only a few clues to work from. I may not be able to trust the people around me – because of the stolen cabinet – thought lost at sea, certainly never recovered. It wasn’t truly stolen, I realized that, but in notes I called it “stolen” – less complicated…