The Alchemical Rede Magazine
By Clarity
All Gathering The Round In Different Ways, We Roll on In Introduction:
Holding safe the Cause, we allow the answer to unfold.
2024 November 29th Issue
All Gathering The Round In Different Ways, We Roll on In
We find our way through as we curve the Round between the folds and creases. We texture ourselves within the fibers of our Listening, and we hear new notes within the seasonal shifts.
Counting the measured beats of rhythmic cadence, we honor the Red Pulse and open ourselves to the magic of what we need, so that the essence of our dream comes into matter.
Our Papered Awareness counters the limitational fields as they are in the process of being dissolved out of reference. We move forward the ease and embrace the Gaiac Presence, as She rotates the Round Sound of Being.
Circumference Awareness opens the Seasonal Portal, as the trajectory is set, and the way forward is stepped into Place. The Home of Self is in receivement of Light Healing Imprintation, as the open makes way for support.
What was limited and tight becomes open and available. Spindle sparks the Imaginational Realm into acting forward, beyond priority of distance, and integrates the volume of close up.
The radius is in direct connection with the curving circumference, as the circle completes its rotational flow. The measured beat of noted, is forever moving beyond the loss of, and into the found of becoming.
The Squared Perspective circles the limitational thought, and encapsulates the incomplete pattern, so that what emerges is found dissolved of impediments, and available to a resetting of results.
Lined up and in an order of magnitude, the ease is spiraling into a symphony of colors and sounds, so that the empty is filled to overflowing with new abilities thought impossible.
The Angelic and Fey Realms are announced as ready, and the forward momentum of the creative is achieved. This brings the below to above, and the reach is at last realized.
Marking the onset of Realizational Bliss, the body embraces its new response to connection, and all the muscles relax into acceptance, in order to feel the Real of Safety.
Coming into time is the Opening, allow the Portal to be seen, and the step to be taken beyond the not of no and the block of obstacle. Ganesh uses the tusk of penmanship to write out the contraction in Story, and makes the Ease primary to every tale.
Alice opens her purse and out pops the Dormouse, with a full cup of hot tea and a buttered scone. Magic can happen in any given moment, and as we all know, all moments are given.
Reaching past the objections to Ease, we relish the new phase of comfort and the agility to maneuver through the lettered applications of consciousness. The numbers follow suit and the Hearts are leading the way.
Once thought mere idle speculation, the deck of cards, and all their ways of telling, oracle the motionary platonic solids into place, and therefore allow space to embrace time in a completely new way.
You are no longer where you thought you were, you are now in someplace totally Nu, and what is available to you are the resonances of galactic motion, and the sounds of Dreaming Awake.
Keeping to the Ease, each turn becomes less of a problem, bother, or difficulty, and more of an opportunity filled with the answers to questions long sought.
Making up for lost time, space becomes yielding to the nuances of subtle, and the creativity bubbles up into a new set of pliable constructs. Each building a larger and larger picture, capable of carrying you off.
Outside of struggle, you are inside of Ease, and Ease is so familiar with comfort, that the yielding to pattern flow brings Story into close up and distance far away, in a manner of speaking.
Speaking the language of the Mother Tongue sets the tone and timbre, so that the melody of listening is easy to the ear, and the notes that follow sew, are stitched into place effectively.
Fibers play a huge part in how the story goes, and where the placement of pin finds its mark. The pen sets the pace and consciousness follows, so the lost is not registered, rather the unfolding in the character of Need.
Trying to please the outcome, is way too small for the largeness of this endeavor, and the galactic field is ripe for the harvest of understanding.
Many are present to the effort, many are ready for the found, and many are ancient in their waiting, as our patience is fortified by their ability to assist in the Fey Witness of Being.
What becomes of us, we do not entirely know, but we do know that our efforts in sustaining this path of inquiry, this path of curiosity, this path of practice, is one that is well worth pursuing.
The authentic Voice of Nu permeates the resonance we live inside of, and the Table was set for us, long before we got here. There have been other Tables, far more ancient than this, but this one, is the one that makes all the others available to be known about.
The Threads run deep, they penetrate the fibers of our existence, and they weave the stories you hear, and even though we are so very few in number, it is always our hope that more will feel the deep curiosity within themselves, and sit down at the Table of Telling.
The Ancient is as modern as any story you have ever heard, and the telling speaks to this time. The Cheshire Cat is all smiles and toothy grins, the Hatter is ready with his dress top hat, and the Rabbit has actually stopped to wind his pocket watch.
So we are ready to move the Night to Raven Four, and Square the Round with Cheque Mate, harvesting the board of its Squares, and making ready the flow of abundant movement that Nu builds upon.
Cornered is the Square, and rounded are the curves of thought that enumerate the field of possibilities, so that what is right in front of you is found. Bringing in the centrifugal force, we spin the light into matter, and the way is shown.
Pattern folds, and the creases corrugate into the Origamic Presence we are all part of, so that what was seen disappears, and what vanished reappears as designed to do.
The Table folds and unfolds, as the need grows, and the sound of Spoken is heard through more ears than are counted. The visible sits elbow to elbow with the invisible, and what was thought not possible, becomes possible.
This is the way of the Universe, what was proclaimed as fact, becomes more a fiction, and what was thought fiction become the new fact.
It is the bending of light that the eye sees, and the heart follows, so that the I can becomes used to a familiar, and not recoil from something so Nu, that it bends itself away from rolling on in.
Count yourself lucky to witness something unfolding before your very eyes, and allow your heart the time to make space, at the spot you have chosen to sit. The Boat of Ra elongates its passage, and you passenger yourself forward.
There exists a Light Boat, a ferrying, if you will, that allows Light to travel from, to, and across. Omnidirectional in scope, both Macro and Micro fit into its Realm, and the occupied existence of photonic travel is present in all aspects.
Timed to perfection, the Round rotates easily, allowing for the way to unfold and bring your Papered Awareness into the Room of Receivement. Each letter, number, and sound, shape themselves within this Room of Receivement.
Different, each letter, different, each number, different, each sound, and as they climb into the Boat of Ra with you, you are accompanied throughout the distance necessary to make shore.
Occupying many spaces at once, we learn to integrate the Thread, where it weaves a line of support, and disconnects from control.
Thus the spoken word initiates itself from the center, and the internalized shift learns to call itself by name. The coordinating factors relate each movement to the center, and don’t thread out of place, into a frenzy.
The occupational need is given promise of connection. The Papered Awareness rolls into a ball, and scrolls across time and space, holding the integrity of Self complete.
The folded tincture of awareness is embodied, and the full promise is given room. Integrating the front to the back, the letters are sewn into place, and the full mark is made readable.
The querent is Squared, and the question is resolved as is necessary. The intricate visible is given room, and the market is made open. Spoken throughout time is the Thread of Idea, that the Pulse within Life is connected, to the very Idea of Itself.
Handling the character of persona is a life-consumed task, that narrows each mark made. Moving forward with a new development of internal energy, the system of change redirects itself, so that the potential can spread out and not just horde in one area.
The completionary energy that’s being held can damage the potency that is now ready to move. The substance alignment of a deeper visionary reality is now setting into the place of limit.
The property of renewal is given a place of substance and the room needed is engaged in volume. The focus internetting of connection will create a greater substance of foundational response.
The resonance of the attempt is lightened of its insistial fear, and the potency is given a new look, a new feature, a new wing, a new countenance, a new paw, a new power, and the creature of existence that the room is needed to be made for is now here and ready.
Mask no longer from your sight, but mask for your own integrity, and the claiming of force that knows why you are here, and what you have come to mend.
What you claim is now volumed in Source, and gives you the signal of ready, so you can come forward, with all your oddness, and unmeasured armored existence.
What now no longer escapes, has no need for a freedom to not Be. The will of circumference is abiding and true and the roll-out is to be given, not figured, not portioned, not worried out of its own Rede.
The moment of measure is a silence of treasure, and the silence of treasure creates another moment of measure, and there is no room for the sanctity of gift or the miracle of Dream.
Creation is spinial, and it holds the gift of digit and the digits create the roll-out of body wisdom, and the currency of speed.
Let go of the wheel, let go of the driven, let go of the inanimate, let go of the vehicle, take in the comfort of timing, and the surrrealness of what already knows before any decision is made.
We are not here for the deciding, we are here for the being, the allowing, the listening, the feeling, the alignment of the glow.
The ‘follow the light’, as it moves through our world, our reason, our substance, our called-forth, yes even the smallest and gentlest of reasons that roll-out into our day and give us reason to smile, to be given to.
The curve is more lighted now, and the currency it creates, the remarkable, is all within the roll of the marble, marking a clear run, unhobbled with debris. Pick up your carpet and sit on it, and ride your way through the magic of being given to, before you say no.
Enter the Squared of the Corner, feel the increase in levitation and speed, feel the lift and the longing come together and sit at the same Table.
Table your contents, and set your sights on the dish you are willing to share. Make certain the guest is one that needs, and want what they need wanting them. Fulfill the basket of giving, and eat the meat of your own tenderness.
Round into yourself, the labels of nothing, and replace them with the notes of precision. Thread the needle, in order to pierce the resistance to movement, and allow the ease to make its way into Becoming.
Become the host, make ready the insight, share the giving, and recount the number of times you too were given the gift of receiving. The cup is empty, the plate is bare, the setting is wanting, if the notion of gratitude is lost.
Through is the way, through is the path, and through is the sound penetrating the ear, as it resonates with the color sound pattern of it Becoming inside of the Boat of Ra and the travel of Light from, to, and across.
Closure:
Astronomical is this time, and we are ready to follow its Rede.
