All Navigates Itself By A Desire To Be Part Of Something Greater Than by Clarity Artists

The Alchemical Rede Magazine

By Clarity

2024 August 23rd Issue

All Navigates Itself By A Desire To Be Part Of Something Greater Than Introduction:

Before you came, you began, and before you began, you’d already become, and that’s the number dialogue of this time.

All Navigates Itself By A Desire To Be Part Of Something Greater Than

Biggly, bigger than, greater, grateful, we are on a course charted by this wild notion that something is greater than we are, and the desire to comprehend its magniﬁcence and share in its mystery is wondrous.

Mathematics and language are key notes to the sound resonance the Heart makes, and the Red Thread coursing through our embodiment. This makes us creative explorers, and excited to share our ﬁndings, not conclusions, because alchemy never ends.

The cauldron we built is made out of our dreams, longings, wants, desires, and needs, that shape us into the form we are, in order to do the work we are to do; Be Writers, Be Artists, Be Photographers, Be Mixed Media Artists.

All of those things we became, so that what was for us to discover could be discovered, and brought back from within the ﬁeld of Ether, that space between thought/ imagination and 3 Dimensional Space/Time.

We are fully aware of how little support this garners, but in spite of that omission, our mission is solid, sound, and available. It has beauty and harmony within it, it has love and joy within it, it has hopes and dreams within it, and it is ours to give, as we have been given to.

We are truly multiplied by the love that causes us to change, to become someone more than we once were, to be something we were becoming, until we became it. The ease is not easy, but the eﬀort is worth the aﬀect.

Our radial circumference has expanded, as the curve grew itself further into the Ether of Spoken, and the Mother Tongue was available to our listening, as we grew to hear what was clearly being Said.

The numbers add up, and down sometimes, and what goes up doesn’t always come down. Levitation becomes necessary at times, in order to loosen and release the tight of bound.

Creating brings the antenna that you are, into alignment with the resonance you are seeking. Sound brings color into view, and with the vista of information before you, you can fashion what is forming before your Self.

Timing is involved, as you place your Self into a Space/ Time receptivity. Allowing the Red Thread to Pulse its sound resonance throughout your embodiment, you can pick up the Thread that is connected to your Footed Path.

Intention is the Key that ﬁts the Lock, and turns and tumbles open the next level of conversation, with all the creative expression the Universe is. Becoming the Open Portal is what the Existial Mode’s Expressionary energy is all about.

We are in this Garden Plan, to be part of the conversation with all the elements within its Postage Stamp, and we mail ourselves out to those who are desirous to know something new and diﬀerent, something that has to do with the Imaginal Realm, and can foster Hope and Gratitude.

Our Papered Awareness came about, because we listened to the answers our questions evoked, answers that were beyond the conﬁnes of limited thinking, and resonated with the merging of our child Self with our adult Self.

The ease with which we merged, was due to the commitment we had since birth. We came to it naturally, organically, and with the assistance of the Fey Realm, that has been with us always.

Increasing our speed is the rate of information within the atmospheric sphere of connection, that informs us of shifting resonances and total diﬀerences. When you attune to the frequency of listening, you gain support for your deepest listening.

The answers open their Portal gateways, and we are then able to partake of the abundance that unfolds. By folding into our corrugated mass, we are able to assimilate the Threaded Conversation held within the lettered ﬁbers of cloth.

We iron out the wrinkles by pressing our ears close to the vibrational soundings, that vibrate their signals and reverberate their messages. The Ether carries these messages across all Space/Time.

As we combine the various elements available to us, adding Fire and Air, Water and Earth, Metal and Wood, we multiply the elements through the heart of our Intention, this gives us a deep connection to that which is greater than us.

Keeping present to the Red Thread, we are able to forward our Intention into the Etheric Realm, and be in conversation with the elemental fey, that make up thought carried throughout Consciousness.

The Mycelial Network keeps us attuned to our Rooted Path, and deeply connects us to the vast expansive communication with Gaia. We are at the Table with her everyday, and our creativity is in response to her willingness to feed us and our sharing together.

What amounts to a childhood connection to all that is around us, is the wealth of our visionary aspects, that keep us grounded enough to express the new and wildly exciting, with enthusiasm.

The atmospheric resonance that is always palpable enters the context of a garden’s ability to bring solace, renewal, and a sense of centeredness. When energy becomes overwhelming, the balancing nature of nature is the natural solution.

Remedy after remedy is found within the garden and the picnic of ﬂowers, herbs, and wildlife, grow abundant enough to create a still point of recognition, of your connection and being a part of the wholeness.

We are completed when we create and share, when we reach out and connect, when we give and receive the gifts that the Garden gives us from a book, a thread, a story, a thought, an idea, an insight.

We reach into the center of every ﬂower and gain the nectar of its story, we do the same with each moment, as it approaches us with its space/time. We curve into its embrace and not judge where it’s come from, or where it is going.

This is the key that childhood knows about with ease, it is the lost key the adults have misplaced. Moment/breathe, space/time, all bundled into a numeric equation that adds years to the weeks, weeks to the days, and days to the hours and hours of conversation within yourself.

What matters most are the times space enters your heart and Golds your Pulse, with the Red Thread of Story. We can tell what you love, by the ease with which you speak of it. Speak what you love and breathe breath into the environment that is desperate for an immense story.

Your Papered Awareness can come up with a story, because you have folded into it, and can speak it from memory its curves corrugated into the ﬁber of your listening.

Each is a record of your willingness to reach past what was, for the new as it ascends from below to above, allowing you to fathom the distance you’ve come from, ancient to modern.

Being part of something greater than yourself, is the nest that nurtures every egg. The mix that divides all parts into importance, the greatest feeling of diﬀerence when all seems the same.

Beginning of every moment is ﬁrst spacialized, and then the Eye of Intention becomes available, like a Portal, and in that moment, if we are aware, there is a Pose of Imagination, and one can choose; known but limited way, or an unknown and limitless way.

It has a smell of Intelligensia, and the Potent Quickening can even be tasted, if the allowance of Time is the Initiator. It will take time, and if it is not surrendered to, there will be little potency.

When the Potency is revealed, the Space can be opened to, and become equivalent to the element of Fire, an initiator of the foster-child of new beginnings.

The energy of Time quickens to this Taste, and the molded middle can aspire to more Time. The counting begins, and always adds up to Ten, because the beginning and the end is always Potent in the middle.

In the middle of things, we always count ourselves too heavy, too short, too long, too empty, too full. There is a blocked of sight, in both positions at once, and in this position, one can only see what is here, and if allowed, what is here will nurture and show the way.

The most potent of allowing is the forgiven, the forgiving of all that have had to be, wants to be, and actually is. There is a climate of exchange in the middle, and it is the forgiving that will build the bridge that crosses over.

Over the top of over-whelm, over the top of discomfort, over the top of too long, too much, too big, too little, not enough, unheard, unsaid, unfelt, which altogether creates the roar, voluming ﬂat out.

Each season of wealth is made to its heard and unheard, its found and its secret, its wanted and its hidden, then hidden must be fulﬁlled of its need.

The clock ticks in both ways, and then radiant parts all gather Light, and the lighted parts all gather Radiance, and the tick tock quickens all the accessories needed, in Time and Place.

Welcome to the Whole, to the completed, to the air-born, to the yield of what is needed to the Soul, the Radiant Sparks, that dreams of the Whole, that cautions nothing.

Most Particle Awareness is seeking the throughway, so speed can initiate the course forward to the end. The making of Made is blessed in this time, so be willing to accelerate inside the end of the middle, and collaborate a course with the end, that is taught in Nigel Tone.

We are the quintessence of the asked for, and it is time to move on through the middle, to the Nigeled Position of fully bloomed, and chronicled through Seed.

A Feathered Breath is necessary, so that the ﬂight of Bird can land on the Seed, and the occupant of the Nesting Wreath that has begun, can lay the next Alchemical Egg of Potential.

When you have begun, you are fine, but the Navigational Map of begun starts sooner than you realize, maybe at your first breath, not your first thought. Maybe your willingness to sit inside, not your curiosity to become.

To sit inside is not necessarily an ordered menu, more a willingness to hear food. Measure yourself less by inches and time, but more by Feeling, Taste, Smell, and Desire.

To smell the beginnings of food is to go to; the root, the dirt, the ground, the body, the blood, the beat, the pulse, and accept the Wealth of Intention.

To listen more than once, to really hear the desire of another, not to wander elsewhere, outside of the moment and not get the details of the Intentional Vision.

One must stay with the sound, and not stay away, stay with the current of the detail, not oﬀ in another realm less prepared.

To note the visible note of E, as it emerges with the visional note of G, where the Ger resides. The feeling relationship of Sound to Love, is immense in Intention, and must be grounded in the moment in its spoken.

Life is so busy, distracting us outside of the query, that we have asked for. You want to know, then listen, you want to hear, stay focused, you want to gestate, begin immediately, and don’t wander oﬀ, to all the distractions that don’t score Love.

Score Love that is the maximum note, that creates the generations of a future, that longs for more than mere distraction.

Let the Thread go through, and hear it brush against the opening, hear it as the thread moves on the steel of the needle piercing, hear it without leaning into what distraction calls.

Stay with the moment of your Intentional Source and don’t wither you Core. The motivational cut is sure, and knows its full Locational Direction. You came to make a diﬀerence, then make it, don’t run oﬀ with the spoon, or the dish, or the cow that jumped over.

Make it now, hear the knife as it cuts through the perfect angle of Angelic Awareness. To hear the Call is to Be, to miss the Call is not to Be forward, piercing through the middle to the end.

Square the Box, write inside it, protect the Core, navigate through all the sides, middle, and top. Occupy all the space so it endures, and no one else’s, to exceed your witness.

We multiply the meaning of Love, by multiplying our listening to the Core of our hearing, our hearing beyond distractional.

The Core brings its elements into its forward movement, and the Ger is ready to be seen, supported, and registered by the witnessing that participates, ﬁnally, by being in touch with the Self of Love.

Move into the Core and witness your own hearing, to Be what you are called to Be. Support Love as it expresses itself fully, and allow yourself to enjoy the bliss seen and felt as Safety Made Real.

Closure:

Looking over to the Right, and then to the Left, and snuggling into the middle, like a bed with many covers, and moving forward with all Three.