Category Archives: extramundane

extramundane very… : situated in or relating to a region beyond the material world. Essence, feelings beyond the mundane… “It trusts solitude. It enjoys silence. And it rises with an agreeable determination to the challenge of tension, cries and no-win dilemma” ~ James Hillman

Leaping in torments

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Corpus Hermeticum “Isis teaching with Hermes Trismegistus at her right hand and Moses at her left. ” (fresco, Renaissance, Vatican, 1493) ~ Pinturicchio, Classical and the Christian.

Io: Leaping in torments of hunger I come
With a furious rush, the victim
Of the cunning and jealousy of Hera
Suffers what I suffer?
~But mark out clearly
The Fate that will be mine in time
To come; what remedy, what medicine for ill?
Tell me, if you know them:
Speak to the virgin who wanders in misery? 
~ Prometheus Bound: 600 ~ Aeschylus

“According to a legend preserved in Aeschylus’s Prometheus Bound, the tormented nymph Io, when released from Argus by Hermis, fled, in the form of a cow, to Egypt; and there, according to a later legend, recovering her human form, gave birth to a son identified as Serapis, and Io became known as the goddess Isis.” Pg. 250-251, Goddesses~ Joseph Campbell

My Medicine Wheel

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My Medicine Wheel I made at 13 ~ 14 years old.

Based on the teachings of the Native American Indians’ tradition, I have made it a way to live my life. The four directions and the sacred animals of each direction. East-Eagle-Spring, West-Bear-Autumn, South-Coyote-Summer and North-Buffalo-Winter.

We and the earth are one! This is an innocent thing to say in this time and age. Humanity is drawn away from the earth. It is in the little things that we do to connect to the earth that make a big difference. Then all is revealed in remarkable ways.

I made my personal connection through the praying mantis too. Life, death and rebirth is a natural cycle of everything. I see it everywhere. I see it in history and music too.

My little wheel of magic has followed me to many places. It is falling apart.  Yet, today when so much is happening in the world. Fighting, protesting, anger and loneliness, this all reflects a helplessness I feel in myself. What can I do?

Here I will share a bit of my strength and magic. I hope that it comforts someone! My message is that nature is powerful and that his plan is a strange one. A wonder to behold. Nature is he and she … an androgynous self-creator…and this is who we are!

“A human being has so many skins inside, covering the depths of the heart. We know so many things, but we don’t know ourselves! Why, thirty or forty skins or hides, as thick and hard as an ox’s or bear’s, cover the soul. Go into your own ground and learn to know yourself there.”

~ Meister Eckhart

Everything goes…

A funny thing happened while watching the Alfred Hitchcock Hour last night. The Photographer and the Undertaker (1965) was the episode I watched. I realized I had viewed it before, but today it had a new meaning. As I watched the show I was also researching Jack Cassidy. He is the main character of the episode. He is the original Mad Man character actor. He was married to actress Shirley Jones. After their divorce, he seemed to melt down into alcoholism and mental health issues. I’m saddened by my research because to me he always seems like a sharp, upbeat and intelligent swinger. He has a deep history in music and brilliant acting career. It is his demise that shocked me.

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Shirley Jones & Jack Cassidy

In this episode, or story, Cassidy’s character is a photographer who gets wise to a scheme that he is a focus of a hit man. He is scheduled to be killed. Cassidy turns it around and catches the hit man at his own game and kills him. To cover the evidence, he burns his darkroom down. In the news it is confirmed the next day. The photographer is burned to death. Cassidy’s character collects the money from the man who hired the hit man and assumes a new life. A great story with some ironic twists and turns.

As I was watching the story unfold I was thinking how clever Cassidy’s character was, and how he cheated death, something hit me hard. As I watched the flames burn the dark room and the hit man….I realized something.  At that moment I read something profound. Ten years later, in real life, this is how Jack Cassidy dies (1976).

Cassidy returned to his apartment alone, by which time he was drunk, as he had consumed alcohol at various bars across West Hollywood that evening. In the early morning hours of December 12, Cassidy lit a cigarette and fell asleep on his Naugahyde couch. [11] He then dropped the cigarette, which ignited the couch. The flames quickly spread throughout the apartment and the building. [4] At 6:15 a.m., the blaze was discovered by Deputy Sherriff Jon Dimeter, who evacuated the building and entered Cassidy’s apartment. A charred corpse was found in the doorway of the apartment. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jack_Cassidy

I felt a terror over come me. What a strange revelation to perceive. I quickly said a prayer for the man. Last night he whispered a short story in my heart of his ironic demise.

Multideity of Philosophies

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“There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”

― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

I believe in the above quote completely. I have witnessed it in the many unexplained experiences I have had and through writers of a multideity of philosophies, as the deities of science, philosophy and psychology or things of art and religion.  These “more things” as the high ideals that we believe in; from conspiracy theory, to strange evil occult directives, or even in the loving brilliance of things viewed thought the eyes of wise clairvoyance!

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Currently there is a new hurricane in Florida called Matthew, and so far, it has been blamed on president Barack Obama. Rush Limbaugh has blamed it on left-wing conspiracists. I am reading the Ascension Mysteries by David Wilcock, and I am wondering what the insider government is sharing about this storm. It could be evil extraterrestrials fighting the beneficent extraterrestrials which parallels the current politics between the evil Cabal and the compassionate Alliance. Yet today, I reflect back on a book that speaks of a hurricane in Florida from 1904.

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I took The Real World of Fairies off the bookshelf today. It is written by Dora van Gelder. She gives a remarkable firsthand account of a Hurricane in Miami, Florida. It is all included in Chapter 12 of her book. This book was originally published in 1904. Mine is a reprint from the Theosophical Publishing House. My edition is 1978. I originally read it in the mid-1980s. The book is available now at amazon.com.

Dora’s accounts in her book are based on her first person clairvoyance.  She speaks by means of telepathy with beings she calls water fairies, sea angels and angels of the hurricane. She affirms that these beings are involved in a creative work with nature to bring balance. Whether you believe in what she is saying or not, it is very imaginary, profound and poetic. She also holds true to a person concerned about the balance of nature as current scientists are about global warming and climate change.

“…Human beings will inevitable think that the water fairies, sea angles, and especially the angel of the hurricane himself are bad or evil, because to us they have been destroying life. But this is not so. They have destroyed forms, but they have not destroyed the life within the forms, for life cannot die. MOREOVER, THESE BEINGS HAVE PERFORMED THEIR FUNCTION IN ACCORDANCE WITH NATURAL LAW. Men destroy property, one another and the whole face of nature in times of war or for personal gain, and they read their own motives into nature. But nature has no personal feelings. All this destruction is accomplished impersonally, and even, strange to say, with a feeling of love, because the host of angels and fairies never wanted to kill anything and tries to save as much as possible. How different from war, where we try to destroy everything!”

As many books I have read over time with differing perspectives, Dora’s insights wake me up to the continuity, power and beauty of nature. Her small book is fun to read and I recommend it,  especial the last chapter entitled Hurricane.

The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity… and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself. ~William Blake

https://www.amazon.com/Real-World-Fairies-First-Person-Account/dp/0835607798

 

Great above, great below

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…from the “great above” she set her mind toward the “great below.” The Goddess, from the “great above’ she set her mind toward the “great below.”… Gilgamesh-is the Sumerian myth of the sky goddess Inanna.

To Isis; bless the waters of this earth.

 

Great Transformation

 

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Simple traditions or rituals mean a damn lot to me! My first apple scented candle of the great transformation, from summer to autumn, is one of those specially ritualistic times! Glade is the best product, I have found, in regards to price and smell! Today is all about magic and it all starts with this nimbus light and remarkable smell of a colorful glass candle…as experienced so many times before ! A reflection on the past, present and the future ! So damn delightful.

I tend to remember where a quote is in a book. If the quote inspires me it stays with me. One such quote is from one of two books that I have. Books about St. Francis of Assisi. He always fascinates me. In his time when religion, war and profits of the rich accelerated, here comes a man who shuns them all. He then turns to a mystical place free of these things. He brings ritual  and nature back to the people. He brings back simple rituals mixed with ancient days of a golden race long gone by.

In one these books I remember a journey Francis takes to Rome. On the way there he sleeps under the Egyptian sphinx. The sphinx is still covered with sand. He reflects under the uncovered head of the sphinx. The night is silent and mystical. The stars and the moon are in the heavens. He wonders on the mystery of life and the sphinx. The words from the book are well written. I captured the image from this book. I can not seem to find the book though.

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Today I am reading another book by Joseph Campbell and he also reflects on the sphinx. An in-depth perspective new to me.

“The sphinx symbolizes the continuity of pharaonic power; pharaohs come and go, but they are all carriers, or vehicles of the pharaonic power. The sphinx is the child of that wonderful lion goddess Sekhmet and a strange deity called Ptah, who is always represented in the form of a mummy and is actually a moon-god. The moon rays fertilize the lion goddess, and this is the source of the sphinx.”

Pg. 92. Goddesses , Mysteries of the Feminine Divine. Joseph Campbell.

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Limestone votive stela of Ptah from Memphis (E13579). Dynasty 19 (1292-1190 B.C.).

These two image of the sphinx, with the information provided, seem very interesting to me. A conclusion only leads me to more study and insight as we move forward into Autumn.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sekhmet

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ptah

The Notion

“Now the people from all times have been aware of the movements of the planets, in particular the sun and moon, but now they relate these movements to a mathematical system. I think this is probably the most important transformation of the notion of the universe in the history of human consciousness.” ~ pg 72 Goddesses, Mysteries of the Feminine Divine by Joseph Campbell

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It is a given that the Planets have a way that is unique on to them and if you follow their stories, or not, that it ok by me. I can’t help but listen to their stories and their “angle of the dangle,” because it is kind of hard not to notice their patterns! Since the beginning of civilization there is a vast amount of studies about the planets.  It is quite amazing to me that so much knowledge and wisdom is associated with the planets. I am not an expert on the subject, but I am an ‘intuitive’!  I understand nature. I understand that the planets play a part in the big picture.

It is a civilization “individuation process” on a big scale. Yet, as subtle as a butterfly in one’s backyard, or the understanding of sorrowful feelings of a child when they first learn that bullies suck! The same but different is the key to understanding their stories. This is humanities’ story too.

Today I focus on all this hullabaloo over Saturn square Neptune.

I have found a perfect song for Neptune and another for Saturn, that expresses my inward feelings about these two character building planets. It is the blending in me that I enjoy. Sometimes I stress over the shadows that Neptune and Saturn manifest in their creative dark stories.  Yet, I say hello Saturn and Hello Neptune.  And so their story continues….and so too is humanity here to acknowledge their existence. We listen to their patterns, mathematical system and stories.

To Neptune

To Saturn..

Follow Me

The CambionNimue herself and Merlin all are “denizens of another reality.” How can we humans begin to understand them. Why do we make them evil? Instead, I will enjoy their stories and not judge them. Life is just that, a mystery… like the denizens.

Walking in the early morning is a new part of my routine. I usually walk in the evening because I love capturing the night sky. Today, I had a talk with a local squirrel! The olive tree in front of my house was the perfect place for an official squirrel greeting, First, squirrel dashed in front of me. Then half up the olive tree turned round looking straight into my eyes. The squirrel’s eyes are a dark black brown with a reflective glimmering. A squirrel moves like a humming bird…deliberate movement, fast then still and focused. The squirrel moving away, then came back to look closely into my eyes again! About three feet between us was the distance we shared. This lasted about ten minutes.

I mumbled conversation as the squirrel responded with a deep vibrating sound from within its flexible body, while showing off its gorgeous tail! I would like to think; I am still a bit on the wild side too. I have let myself become too damn domesticated over the years. It is nice to know that I have not lost my touch with nature! This magic, also taught by Merlin the Magician, helps me to appreciate my little wild connection. I feel that nature still knows my name, as it did when I was young!

Found some quicksilver…

Stumbling along today I found some quicksilver.  A little Jung and a little Hillman and a little alchemical reaction….

The Book of Cratès

http://www.alchemywebsite.com/hrs13.html

 

A feminine soul to be precise

Now having passed over this lake in this way, we first went through a narrow arm, into the right seas, where all the sirens, nymphs, and sea-goddesses were waiting for us; wherefore they immediately dispatched a seanymph to us to deliver their present and offering of honour to the Wedding. It was a costly, great, set, round and oriental pearl, the like of which has never been seen, neither in our world nor yet in the new world,… Pg. 62 The Fifth Day The Chymical Wedding of Christian Rosenkreutz

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Pearl watercolor by Hudley 7″ by 8″ water color. 2002

A water-color inspired by a strange story. Haunting me in a symbolic world. As a woman I tend to go wandering for things to help my psyche. A feminine soul to be precise. So often in this world today everything is based on the male soul or male journey. Even in my beloved Red Book by Carl Jung I always remember to participate as a stranger in his world; it is a journey of a male. I must hold the hand of my own animus too when I take these symbolic journeys. I feel it is important for women to know this and do this.

“Animus is the archetype of reason and spirit in women. This is the male aspect of the female psyche, as the anima is the female aspect of male psyche.”

While reading from The Red Book a few days ago I came across the Imitation of Christ by Thomas à Kempis. I know the book and have studied it. Yes I understand what Jung is saying but it does not appeal to my sensibility. So I went looking, is there an Imitation of the Goddess?  I have come to see that the journey of Christ is a patriarchal one. I respect this yet have reached a point where I have to refrain from this. What came to my mind today is this small water-color I did years ago. The Chymical Wedding of Christian Rosenkreutz has a wonderful image that I grasped and is very friendly to my animus sensibility. “where all the sirens, nymphs, and sea-goddesses were waiting for us.” Which is why I often capture art before I fully understand its meaning. Today I do. I hope I can inspire another female to take such a journey like mine or that this image may help your psyche. A feminine soul to be precise.  I know this story holds both something for the animus and anima. It indeed symbolically speaks of a wedding or bringing together of both the animus and anima within each of us. The Chymical Wedding of Christian Rosenkreutz begins with a lovely image and the star above the two, male and female, is a lovely image to ponder.

CWCR

http://carl-jung.net/animus.html

http://hermetic.com/norton/pdf/Chymical_Wedding.pdf