Keeping Safe What Is Needed For The Breath And Its Inspirations by Clarity Artists

The Alchemical Rede Magazine

By Clarity 1

2023 December 8 Issue Keeping Safe What Is Needed For The Breath And Its Inspirations Introduction: Gifts and presents, all part of the treat. Somewhere someone suspects there was some kind of trick, and life is just a rabbit hole we fell into, but it had a better idea than that.

Keeping Safe What Is Needed For The Breath And Its Inspirations The amount of time it takes to get from here to there is immense, as well as an eternity that happens so quickly, that the moment of consciousness is unlimited and forever.

Breath, the eternal internal gift, the eternal external gift, wave after wave for lifetime after lifetime. We come into it this gift already unwrapped for us, and we grow into its meaning every moment of every day. 4

The most relaxed your breath becomes is when you play, and the play guides the breath to be rhythmic with you immersing within the eld of imaginal consciousness.

Inspiration ows from the center of this consciousness and is available for the asking. Children constantly ask for this space in time and live there as much as possible.

So close to the earth, your Child Self, so naturally organic, that to cup up your organic nature and use it every day is the path that opens to us.

The Child Self and Fey are a breath away from each other, and the Fey, guardians of the natural world, share their realm with grace and generosity. 6

We wrap ourselves in the feelings of Time and expand Space through our expression. The Red Thread allows our frequency harmonics, to penetrate the barrier of silence and create patterns of communication.

We letter ourselves into our Papered Awareness and allocate the required number to sum up our meaning in a way that brings Compassion into the eld of gratefulness.

Mistletoe brings its wealth of fertility and abundance into this time of year and we see further from the tops of our Tree Consciousness.

The Mycelial Network roots itself through the center of your own heart and sends its season’s greetings to you, and suggests that the healing bene ts of herbs will soothe all that ails you.

From honey, rosemary, and garlic for the cough and throat, to mint and ginger for a lovely time out tea. So many ways the garden provides us with courage, rest, and nurturance.

Remember to make yourself up a cosy spot to come to, to curl into, to sit and nest yourself deeply into your own listening. Allow the expanse of the cooler colder weather to tuck you inside, inside to rest and dream. 9

Time turns inside out and outside in, so that you can nd yourself stable in the center of yourself. Each calling of what you hear brings with it the sounded meaning of question into asked and asked into ber.

The Thread penetrates the cloth and the weave accepts the motion of added to. We are added to each day, and each night we weave more, so that the ber we are can be threaded into.

Motion and notion, hand in hand reach across the aisle and make room for one another. The herbs gather and scent their way into the olfactory of memory and the ease of mind and matter.

What matters most? When is the right time? How far is it now? Are we there yet? And I have got to pee. All part of the journey to the place where you sit or stand this very moment. 11

The threads are there, the path is there, the footprints and handprints are there. We are all moving forward, and the ease of smell and taste, sound and sight bring their gifts in to play.

Look to your left, look to your right. I spy with my little eye the question: ‘How many ways does the Garden grow?’ And the answer comes along and says: ‘In as many ways as the Red Thread can follow.’ 12

We are rich with the garden, both past and future in this moment, and we cook with the bounty of the harvest. Canned, dried, and frozen, the garden crowds inside the house to become available, and support us further than just the beauty of its place outdoors.

Come to the center of your Child Self this week, this day, and play out your Time as the gift it is, your invisible friend and ally. Always with you through thick and thin. 13

Allow your Papered Awareness to turn the page and see what the new page brings you this week, this day, this moment. Circle the best parts, write them down inside yourself, and repeat them over and over.

Bring your crayons. Spread out the Paper of your life, smooth it out with both your hands, rub the Paper in a circle and look at the corners that need tending. Smooth out the dog ear markers. You can remember your place. It is Home.

Color yourself back into the center, draw lines and shapes that remind you of your favorite lives. Cup up yourself and the herb that reminds you most of yourself. Put it in the hot water and let that steep.

You are soaking yourself in the garden that remembers you, has the roots that have followed you from childhood to here now, and is giving you a taste of yourself, your Gaia self. 15

Authentic intelligence, your Papered Awareness grows by the ream, page after page marked with notes and favorite sayings, sounds that soothe the heart and mend the soul.

‘We are here', say the herbs, ‘we are small and look ordinary, but we are like you, connected at the roots and gracefully magni cent. We are not alone, neither of us.’

The Mycelial Healing Light Imprintsial Patterns reach out and unfold their gifts of visual acuity, their meaning of well-being, and their generosity of Presence, to help and support you and all your friends.

The Intellegensia of the Mother and all her creative expressions, brings to us the healing and well-being needed to weather this world in all its storms. 17

We build within ourselves, and with others, the ability to strengthen our Ger, so that we can Shem up the motion witnessed enough, to embrace the new of Nu. The Nu that allows us the Red Thread Pulse that penetrates across the reach and brings us the light of Self Discovery and adventure.

We strike out on our own with each thought, and when we’ve made three strikes we are out of the game of competition and into a whole new realm Intelligence. 18

Folded over are the patterns that now position the many levels that we are gathering into place. There is the level of the Earth, there is the level of the Waters, the level of the Stars, the level of the Herbals, the level of the Crystals, the level of the Vegetables, the level of the Hybrids, the level of the Intelligentsia’s , the level of the mouths, the level of the planetary volumes, the level of the condolences, all are kept by the Fires of Hydration.

We are now entering the voluntary folds of each level hydrating the other. The motionary mechanisms of the emotionary awarenesses are now lined up together and the full spectrum of this is eco friendly. 19

The spending forth of Time is now moved into a deeper consolidation and each level of required factor is made potent.

The trinary code is activated in each level so there is no binary tuning. What was once required is required three times deeper and four times folded. We now know more of what gives, will give, and has given. The period of awakening is not as constrained as once was. The cradle reference of the cranial circumference is now more positioned in alignment. 20

The folded molded perspective is now in sync with the folded molded position of presentation. What was once resonated is now tripled, and the full coherence is not over ruled.

When what was made center, becomes more accommodated for the volume, it will easily place itself on the grid. Volume and placement are now active and this initiates many new conceptions of brilliance. When the rst is made on time and the second is made in time, the third is made out of time. The yielded factors of each occasion become now more embedded into the score.

The scoring is what makes one part, a part, and moving toward. The full pedantic recitation is part of the tuning fork, so it is now moved up the scale, so that it is not part of a pandemic score.

What was once heard as the mathematics has now become the arithmetic, not the calibration of a sentient being of Wedded Circumference. 22

The equational support of the mind is a pedantic illusionary resource. Calling forth all the gures of knowing, there is a relationship that is changed, and the colony of source is distributed, so that all worlds are part and whole.

We are more natured now by our own individual sense of Source, and this prevents severing from Core. The erodational parts of creational systems are now built more digitally, so that Gaia is now more capable of going into the future.

Every emotionary collar is released of its enslavement grid, and the visual containment is set free of its radical racial alignments. You cannot change the outside unless you change the grid system of the inside.

Purpose and place are a containment eld, they create nothing, unless they have an alignment with this new position. The false pattern make and unmake is not about creation, it is about war over parts.

The containment eld releases its hold, as the grid system is changed. The short fold is actually the same as the long fold, it is just a matter of distance, sight and acceptance.

Nothing is here for the long fold, because the distance was left out of the equation, and now it is being put back in. Back into the left out, left out is not really the long term goal, it is actually the same thing turned upside down.

What rivets lies is what is what did not get locked down tight in the intention. Intention means in Ten tion, an ancient vehicle of power that works with the Ten, the magic of multiplication.

There is a vehicle behind the one, and it has no dimensional limits, because it is already thought empty. The power of point is in the Zero, Zero Point, the Is of Now, that creates life as all it is. 26

Life is the Point of Reference, and singularity is only its known of space. The found perspective that makes the Will powerful is in this moment. All is now stopped to see this moment, this moment is this week, this week is this moment, this day is this week, this week is this day, now is this day, this week is now. Potent, Potency, Potential, Position, Poetry about the Potent Position of this Potency in the Now Moment.

We don’t have time for poetry when we don’t have time for potency, when we don’t have time for Potential Position, Zero Point Power. 27

Shakpati, a shot of Potency. Zero Point. Unbelievable, of course, it is not in the belief system of creation, it is what it takes to create, but it is not necessarily what it takes to be Creation.

Belief system is not always required in creation, but it is needed for bones, what helps creation to be. Throw the bones, an ancient rhyme, nd out what the Bones say. Navigate yourself across the Waters by the Bones of the Waters in the sky. Become a compass that is guided by your Bones.

Making the Bones talk, the favored childhood way to rattle the Bones of adults, as they play. We have all been there, we have all listened to the Bones rattle their beat and pulse within us.

We make up our songs from there, we hum from there, we story from there, we are the Bones of our own countenance. We stand with our Bones and they are our deepest ally. 29

They back us up, they point the way, they settles us in when we need to rest the weary. We rst played the reed and bone ute, we rst drummed with bones and sticks, We were rst hurt with sticks and bones, but we never not continued to see where we would end up.

And we always ended Up. Up to something, up at hand, up for it, up and away. Each Up carried us further from and closer toward. You and I are here, we had been there, and we are now going beyond the crease of the page we are on.

Our Papered Awareness brings the wrappings of the season, including the whistles and bows, the bells and bobs, the ribbon and thread. We are wrapping Up.

Tomorrow comes, our daily Present, and we open our eyes to see what it is we are Up to, and how we got there, and when will we reach across the abyss of Un, and get to new, Nu, the Land that makes what you long for a Potential, a Possibility, a Probability, an Equational Formula beyond mathematics. 31

Time reaches everyone and everything, Space wraps us Up, and we are carried across on the back of the Wind, where we wind Up waking to a Nu perspective and a child like glee of Found.

Found from lost is magic, the Fey know all about it. It is they who Fairy light from one place to the next, one eye to the other, one thought to another, one letter building to the next. 32

The Story goes on endlessly, and you dear Child Self are in for a Treat.

Closure: Listen, listen, the news is out, and it is di erent than ever before, because we came to know there is another side to the Story.

Publishers: Su.Sane & Robert Hake, Clarity