The Sphere of Malkuth

The Lesson of the Sphere

Dig your fingers deep into the earth

granules of life and decay

tiny bits of energy darting here

and there and the smell

of emerald green moss embedded

under freshly painted pink nails.

Life force moves down

Submerged appendage and roots beginning

To weave intricate pathways

Towards the heart of the

Mother

Swim deep into the ocean’s expanse

Salt and sand the constant companions

Of frothy waves and water filled breath

Fin and tentacle- claw and tooth

Moving~ floating~ carried by the

undulating liquid terrain

Life force moves in spirals and waves

Translucent body glowing in ocean’s depths

Deep into the sand of floor ~ coiling into

Matter

Stone and crystal- cavern and dusted white peak

Architecture of the Gods built from the

feminine body Divine

tree home and brush of wing in flight

all scanning the maze of earth below

as sun rises and spills over All of

living breath and silent decay of return

Life moves in ascent

carried by the strength of manifest form

molded in the heated furnace of desire and will

dome of sky the doorway to the moon’s intent

This is the Kingdom, but what of it’s ruler

Who holds the place of sovereignty and has

command over planet’s fate?

Flesh and bone and beating of heart~ flowing

strength of blood’s circuit – mind of lightening

Flash and diversity embodied in a vessel of form

And the Great Mother in her wisdom holds the Kingdom

Close to her breast- heart beat

To heart beat the exchange is made

Life is given form and the world of the manifest

Holds the key to the Path of Return.

-R.Fennelly-

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A Year Within the Tree of Life

The Motherboard: Aquarius

Waters flow within the

circuitry of electric form
The aperture opens to
let in more light
and macrocosm stretches
beyond the horizon of gaze

Borne on wings of creative endeavor
and fervor for the unimagined
the space of physical being
soars above the fields
of that which is only
seen by the keenest of eyes

Fixed and unshakable
the swirlings of mind
coil out from the lower
reaches of the Divine
returning upon themselves
upwards towards the apex
of more refined Light

And, Man in all his
glory embraces the
Light body of another
yet to be realized -
but is seen through the lens
of the visionary
And, the word 'namaste'
is uttered in the
Sacred Silence

Lens of Sight: Capricorn

Matter of continuum
depth and breath
of thin air
One step taken
carefully- slowly in pace

Diving deep to feel the
sting of new beginnings
Structure and form
taking shape as
pause recoils

The Master waits at the
Gate and the Adept
reaches out
gingerly- the hand
withdraws

And the steepness of drop
reverberates at the base
of darkened well
Gold coins falling as leaves
carried within the
space of airy breath

Once again, the ascent begins anew
the space of time claiming
the continuum of earthy
strength

one step taken~
carefully
slowly
in
pace

Solstice Eve

"What was hidden is now revealed" Heat of the Sun- Light of the flame eternal glows within Measure of time and stillness ascends The core opens and threshold beckons the seeker once more rebirth and silence reclaimed quickening of heat and outpour descends All is silent- all is held bound by container of Love most Divine Pour forth your radiance matter and Spirit entwined held in starry breath of Mother's darkest womb

In the Place of Devotion

Disjointed murmurings whisper in my ears And fleeting images pass through and between my grid of gaze Boundaries are laid and structure takes hold As all that will come to the surface bubbbles up from seamless water's edge. The mind touch flows with inspiration And electricity surges from point to ground The murmurs become the rhythm of cog and wheel And sight gives way to mirrored vision blinded by the reflection of its Illuminated SELF

Still Waters and The Winds of Change

During my lunch break I was sitting in my car after a particularly heavy downpour of rain that morning. There were pools of water all around that had filled the indentation in pavement and lawn. The winds were blowing strongly and as I looked at one of the larger puddles I noticed how the ripples on its recently still surface moved first in one direction- than another- moving in response to the direction and thrust of the wind. Sometimes the surface seemed to shimmy like the hips of a belly dancer in palpable vibration and then ripples of line and form would fan out like fingers reaching for the edges. But, the most apparent thing of note was how, despite the ever changing movement on the surface- the reflection of what hovered above remained for the most part unchanged. The mirror image blurred at times, but through all the noticeable changes to the water's surface, the reflected image remained strong and clearly visible in intent. This set me to thinking about how this pattern and process also plays out in our Path of Spiritual Growth.. How we work to anchor our beings in the foundation of the manifest world and the strength of our beliefs and purpose. We work to carve out the cradle of space upon the landscapes of ourselves that will receive the downpour of the current of the Divine; yearning for that current to become the vehicle for the electrical impulse of transformation. We sit tirelessly in the practice of stillness to make those waters placid pools of reflection of our Higher Self. And, then , silently the breath of the Limitless moves across those waters. Sometimes with the gentle motion giving rise to to shimmering pockets of vibration. Sometimes with pressure and sweep causing waves of rippling current to fan out towards the infinite edges of our being. And, throughout the continuous pattern of stillness and movement the reflection of our Higher Self remains constant. What shifts is our response to this reflection- how flexible and pliant we become in the place of breath and space and integration of Selves. If we move within the breath of the All without resistance and become one with the source of those stirrings then the return to the place of still waters between becomes effortless, seamless- simply another way of being. Finally, when the winds and the downpour ceases the Sun moves to a place directly above these still waters affirming the transformation that has taken place.Ride the winds of change ~ rest in the belly of the still waters ~ become one with the downpour of Life around you and then stare deeply into the reflection of your own Divinity as it moves into it's natural place of illumination.

The Seven Hermetic Principles: 7

Principle the Seventh:
The Principle of Gender

Remember the place of beginnings
Remember when the All was One
Solar flame and lunar tides
Contained within manifest core

Remember the great divide
Vibration of form and formless
Remember the volume of time
Friction stirring the belly of outpour
Waters blackened, womb and seed issue forth

Remember the softness of skin
The strength of sinewy limb
Remember the Great Mother and
The secrets her womb carries within
Remember the Father’s golden orb
His body re-membered by magick of Will
Remember the place of separation
And hold sacred the celestial bodies of Light