The Alchemical Rede Magazine
By Clarity
The Mother Waits For Us To See The Magical Opening
Introduction:
Coming into a deeper richer acquisition of who we are, we sit into it.
2025 February 2nd Issue
The Mother Waits For Us To See The Magical Opening
Cornered at each apex, we feel the build-up of speed, and then the Cat-a-pult, propelling us forward, upward, and around the Square. The Cheshire Cat approves, and smiles that Mysterious Grin.
When you finally decide to live inside the Rabbit Whole, you come to realize that what everyone said back then, does not apply to what is now said, unless what was said has relevance to how it was said, and its Intention.
To refuse to allow the Wand its Magic, to fulfill a Need, Want, and/or Desire, is to be lost to the Mystery of Intention, and how it is possible to call on the Impossible, to make Possible happen and align.
Pick up your own Wand, make use of its Magic, and allow others the freedom to access their own Deep Magic, and come to the difference with Ease, Compassion, and Love. Do not be caught in judging yourself, i.e. someone else, when a Wand is used to move energy.
Zero Deficit Point occurs from deep within the Rabbit Whole, and when you feel yourself falling, know you are closer than you think. Being closer than you think is a good place to be.
Alice is not a figment of the imagination, it is a real equational precision, one that follows a new course, one that allows for the tumble, rumble, and fumble to be part of how things come, to Be.
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The Melissa hives us early in our lives, makes use of the Honey and Nectar, to sweetness the Desire, so that beyond your control occurs with Ease. Otherwise, only the same would forever be present, and the gifts of Nu would vanish into thin Air.
Our world is made up of, and built upon, the Hivial Presence of the Bee, in order to Bee Come. We are protected by the Hivial Awareness and are Papered by the Honey of our Comb.
Resting in the arms of the Mother, our Tongue tastes the sweetness of Language, and uses its Magic to bend, fold, and crease Light, into phrases of a Lettered Numerical Alliance.
Marking the spot where once was told, and twice Came into being, is the Spot where you realize to go forward is closer than you think. When you cannot think anymore, you allow the Mother the Tongue of her grooming, and the Nature of Cat.
Be present to your Recognition, recognize you are in a different time, and that your timeline is unique to your own set of circumstances, one that follows you into your own feet willing Navigate in sync with other Navigators.
When all Navigators read the same Map, the direction is clear, and the Heading is Set. Set sail, get out your own sextant, and see that its the same stars you all are looking at.
Alice brings to the Table a new set of tools, but she also brings with her, older ones that where set aside, as being too powerful in the Past to use in the Present, so she skips ahead to the Future, where the applications are allowed.
Somehow it works, the Table grows more leaves, and there suddenly is more room for additional people. The Future sits down, in full view of the Present and past, and strikes up the most fascinating conversations.
All those around the Table, set down their individual sextants, charts, and maps, and listened to Alice, Alice, the one who Originally fell down the Rabbit Whole, the one who first navigated the Terrain, the Territory, the Landscape.
As Alice spoke, no one felt Put Upon, because this was the Book of Once Upon. Put Upon is an entirely different book, one filled with difficult passages and convoluted meanings.
Alice only works from the Stories of Once Upon, stories straight from the Mother, and the Melissa of our own Hivial Makeup. Sweet stories, and though some would say the Rabbit Whole is convoluted, they would be mistaken, just ask the Twins, Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum.
Many mistake them for some foolish twos, without a real clue as to what is going on, what they seem to miss is the fact that they are really equational in their makeup, and always ready to foil any attempt.
Lighten your load, sit down to the Table, and allow some one to feed you from a silly longish Spoon, that reaches you right where you’re sitting. No need to get up, rest and enjoy, enjoy the ancient wisdom Alice has to share.
“Walking through the mirror is no easy task,” says Alice, “but doing so is a very important passage to Papered Awareness.” Those seated around the Table agreed, simply because they had to have done so, at some point, in order to be here.
When you find yourself in a place least expected, but most wanted, then you’ve arrived at a place that can lighten the weight and worries of your old world. There is no time like the Present, said the Past and the Future.
The Wand, the Knife, the Spatula, all tools that allow us the Magic we need in the Kitchen, the World, our everyday lives. Never judge what it takes, when it takes the Need, Want, and Desire to complete a task.
A task, a thread pulled through the layers, the folds and creases of the passage you are always on. The Red Thread being the Gift given, the one that penetrates the deepest, so that Relief is what you come to.
Deep in the journey of the Radial Reach, the circumferic distance comes Round, and the Curve stretches out in front of you, so that you can step easily forward, without the angst of worry. Papered Awareness allows us the flowing rhythm.
Flowing through the penetrated bends, and the Mer of Water, seeping into the dryness of arid parchment, we moisten the passage, so that what once was dry can become eased in its turn.
We have turned the bend, and we have penetrated the field so that the corrugation accordions itself into the music of movement. The notes sound their tune, and we ourselves are attuned to the melody.
Levitated are the contractions of limitation, and opened are the Portals of Relief. This bodes well for all future undertakings, and the Ease comes primary to the Mind.
The Body relaxes into the Magic of expressionary creative energy, and what felt tight loosens, as the thought of Solomon’s Seal is registered by the Body, and the Mind follows.
Coming into time is the Opening, so speak the White of what colors your Words. “The Spoken sits at the head of the Table”, says Alice, “and since the Table is Round, all that sit are afforded their Speech.”
The Tongue is Read, and the thread matches in color, so that the Red Thread stitches together the Stories, the Magic, and Sound of Round. Making up for lost time, the Cheshire Cat puts in an appearance.
From not being there, to being there takes only a moment, as long as you don’t get caught up in the unnerving racket of judgment. Time is not one for waiting, and to proceed is one of the greatest gifts you can give yourself.
Be there for yourself, the Melissa fans her Wings in your direction, so that you can feel the cooling relief. The circumferic pleasure of our lives disperses itself through our whole day.
We remember to allow more room for a much larger picture, personal, planetary, galactic, and universal. We become part of a whole, generating a small into relief.
We are the small generated by the Universal, and the largest picture is always taken into the minute. We are the minute facilitating the Universal into a complete connection that keeps the full diameter Squared.
We are the internal manipulation that allows the whole to exist. We are the Existial Resonance of the Residence of the Whole. We acclimate daily to this provisional twist and we bend down deep into the bowels of our Intent.
We begin to number our equational sets, and resets, we become formed from this, as each day provides the tools to be a Positional Rede. We empower the Cause, we empower the Reality, so that a Causal Mode can be claimed freely.
And completely connected in all realms that distance the Future, we have no opponent, because we are all that exists in the Realm of Intention, and we relate part to whole and whole to part.
When the connections are made fully, we bow into the release of thread moving through, so that all is connected in Time and Space.
The potency of relief is full, intentioned and squared, so that the Connectorial Volume can be calculated, and recalculated. The missionary vote is made clear, and we commit to the results that we have motioned into life.
The forming task that is now set before us, is the willingness to weave, like a Weaver Bird making a Conial Response to what we call Home.
The spacious momentum that flows from this, gives us the room we need, even in the Round. Opened is the Said Wisdom, and we call it forward into the mouth of this time.
We repeat the Code in our elongated way, so that we can stretch Time and Space, so the meeting happens with ease.
Coming forward into a tender moment of realization, we accompany ourselves, and sit into the levitated format that opens the distance into Need.
The deep realization, that folds within our cellular promise is pliable, existial, and composed. The narrow promise, that corrugates into a wider spelling of Grace, accumulates room, and our days become more informed of promise.
The application of time and space in the narrowing of vision is essential, and we convey a longer Rede of Promise.
The natural fibers of distance convey the depths of this elongation. The distance completes its own maneuver, and we sit in the Seat of Realization.
Sitting into the evolving factors, we promise ourselves the essential. The folding patterns of relief mingle into our minds, and assist our commitment into Ease.
We are the formula, we are the formalization, we are the formalized, and we sit into the Done, that holds the distance.
The memory of folded perspective runs through our veins, so that we can acquire a more corrugated distance, that will hold us upright beyond the fall.
Opening up the possibilities within Space, that is more notified than not, we become more adjusted to the rhythm and needs of our Time.
The Signal is sure and embraced, and Positional Volume is realized more squarely into place. This in turn will minimize the effort, and make possible the use needed.
The volume is culminated and pressed into potential, like a leaf pressed into time, to create the memory needed, to locate the Essential Wise.
The measures that are now needed are less conflictual, more engageable, and part of. Accepting the Occipital Move, we create from the distance a new Conial Factor, that will connect the distance gently to the now Present.
As we move forward our Need, and thread our Want more deeply into the fabric of Story, the Wand of Magic writes the White ink of our words onto the Black of Void, and avoidance is no longer called for.
We measure the distance to the out-pouring, and witness the gift of giving, so that the fluid flow of moisture is received into the Papered Awareness of our Conscious Embodiment.
The Meant of our measure is circumferic in nature, and allows for the Magic of Fey, to begin more easily to penetrate the layers of our Fibered Existence, threading into the receiving of Impossible becoming possible.
What flys in the Face of Reason, are the many layered corrugations that Story unfolds, allowing us the position of receivement, and the ease of acknowledgment. Our weight is lifted, and our worries are set aside, when Magic enters your realm.
Making way for the Nu are the old ways, and we step aside the past, so that the future reaches into the present and builds the Ease, as we step our footed way into Bee Coming.
Hivial in our nature, honeyed in our presence, we comb our self-reliance back into the weave of our hair, and the past relinquishes its hold, so the present can circle the Squared with perspective.
We yield to what is before us, and we make ready our acceptance of the Magical, as the Fey call the Angelic Realm forward, for the Ease and Resilience of our capacity to elongate our presence.
The Mother has waited for the Opening, and we walk through with a gentle breath. We breathe the freshness of Air, as the Fire of Navigation lays out the Map of Intuitive Making, charting the Stars on their course to Mer.
Space, in its fluid makeup of energy, unleashes it energy and the deficit is dissolved, so that the Footed Path remains intact, and of worth.
