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Sunday, December 5, 2010

Fire Seed of Earth: Alchemy

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“The Cubic Stone is being fired in the furnace of desire. Too much heat and it cracks, too little and it is half-baked and will not survive seasonal inclemencies.” Dr. John Munford, “Magical Tattwas”.

“Great works are performed not by strength but perseverance.” Samuel Johnson

The sacred works its way through the season’s fire of desire. The desires and dreams of this season build the forces of the transformation that the Christmas season brings to our hearts and lives.

The magic of color, sounds, and intentions deepen, as the season enters December, the month of the winter solstice, the return of the child, and the voice of The Gift. We all return to the full openness of what gives and the gift is not silent.

“Tis to create and in the creating live. A being more intense, that we endow with form our fancy, going as we give.” Byron.

This weekend we endeavor to kiss our home and studio with the magic of Christmas; trees going up, ornaments going on, lights twinkling, and villages going under the tree of life.

We climb, we crawl, we sit cross-legged, as our hands move beauty through our fingers. The seeming chaos of Christmas is but an appearance overlaying order and rhythm.

We must allow the child its power, it is the master alchemist and its Lab Oratory is a temple of unceasing work. This is the story of the north pole and Santa Claus has given his life to the support of this alchemical work.

Those who hate Christmas and want it to be silent, untinseled, ungifted, are only hiding their hatred for the child and the power of the Master Alchemist to transform our world of greed.
Greed that wants the work to be arduous, unfulfilling, and never rewarded.

The Divine Child is celebrated and he comes in a big light, big noise, many colors. Play, play, play is what a child does. Our own Root Child is coming from underground and that child is noisy, colorful, and will keep us up at night, if we don’t listen to our play.

When we awaken each day our question should be not how I can save the world, or how I can produce the most, or how I can make a difference. Our question should be How can I play today. The alchemy of potency.

Fire Seed of Earth. A Christmas tree with the foundation of a new world within it. A triangle with a square inside. The Divine Opus. This is why Ganesh, the mover of obstacles, is a child.

4 comments:

  1. i am reading this at john and andrea's, after watching elf and muppet family xmas! i love your view of christmas and miss you all very much. we're looking forward to diving into that bag o' gifts that we've resisted for so long. talk to you soon, love you!

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  2. You make my heart sing, I want to awake to the thoughts of play, play, play today! You have always maintained Christmas in your heart and I appreciate your sharing it with us all. And you sure decorate a mean tree year after year!!!!!
    HUGS.

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  3. Whoa! Lilly your self control is awesome!!!
    You beat me hands down.
    We, too, miss your sweet faces, you little Christmas elves.
    We are truly kindred spirits, and I am SO happy about that.
    Thank you for writing and reading the blog, which I have not written to for a little bit, because I am so deep in the mystery of this time that I feel quite blind and must sit wordless.
    love, Su.Sane

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  4. Sandra, you are such an elf. A little cynical elf, as you encourage me on...and on and on and on, as I dive deeper into the center of the Christmas tree!
    Thank heavens we have Susanna, the new day body, to help us create the wonder under the Christmas tree!!
    love, Su.Sane

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