tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-303390612011-07-07T20:34:04.261-07:00The sources of the following writings must be discerned by and through the individual reader's soul. "Ride high the currents of thy heart, with thoughts aplenty, thoughts apart! Shining beacons to follow there if one but stops to listen where the source of current dwells, where it surges, where it swells. Source it true and source it well for only source within will tell its secrets guarded there."Alice Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05329545579046076950noreply@blogger.comBlogger351100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30339061.post-44612907721887924542010-05-25T09:00:00.000-07:002011-05-16T10:34:43.848-07:00

Bearing a raiment of lightHe comes forth out of the gloomand all creation bows before Him,and all suffering upon the earthreaches its culmination in Him,and all who weep will rejoice,and the day shall come to all creatureswhen the exaltation in heaven can no longer be ignored,but the gates of the Kingdom shallspring open and the abundance of Life issue forth in a mad torrent of Love, urgent

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The garden at the Mount of Olives is closed now~ the gates to verdant pastures and soothing brooks sealed up and silent as a tomb. Our Savior, our Lord Christ heaves now under a heavy cross, staggering up a hill, coming to Calvary. There shall be no time wasted as He is stripped and seized and thrown onto the crossbeam frame. It is a terrible thing to witness, and now to even ponder, His

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Follow the scent that waftsfrom your inmost depths.Subtle, yes, most faint--imperceptible to the point of sheer imagining.Follow the scent that waftsfrom the inmost chamber of your heart.It is as sweetest incenseburning secretly in the Holy of Holies.Follow the inner traces,etched like pale patternson the glassy ice--so hard to construe!Only that inmost door of perception--the heart--will yield

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Call the BelovedWith your lips sealedCall the BelovedWith your eyes openOpen to your holinessOpen to your lonelinessCall the BelovedDrunk on the true vineCall the BelovedWhen you're out of timeout of your mindCall the BelovedIf Love has feathered your nestCall the BelovedPrepare for your honored GuestBehold the wedding feastBehold the feast.

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The salt, the sand, the sun--the desert.All is dry and dessicated.Where is the fount of the waters of life?Why suffer this needless thirst,knowing the waters of life flow within,without and within reach?Ponder well.There are yet rivers within your being yet untapped:reservoirs of strength and clarity,deep wells filled with love,chasms coursing with vitality,ardour pulsing through the veins.So

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Oh, restless hearts,so full of disquiet and unease,unbind yourselves from the mad rush of these daysand seek out the eternal pivot pointupon which the cosmos entire spinsand is still all at once.Allow the deep mystery to penetratethrough the layers of cold and harsh realities,to penetrate the heart centerand begin the arduous task of radiating the glory of Love outward,back into the ethers of the

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January 1, 2003"Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewithChrist hath made us free, and be not entangledagain with the yoke of bondage." --Galatians 5:1"This I say then, Walk in the Spirit,and ye shall not fulfill the lust of the flesh.For the flesh lusteth against the Spirit,and the Spirit against the flesh: and theseare contrary to one another: so that ye cannot do the things that ye would.

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Advent 2002Bear the raiment of lightand enter not into sin again.Hold forth your heart upon your sleeveand pull not back for fear.Follow down the echoey stair,deep, deep into the womb of Love.Second guess no more the words of He which resound and pound through the chambers of your heart--the ear--delicate ear of your spirit!Hearken unto His voice amidst your troublesand know that He stands

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I AM the Way, the Truth, and the LifeI AM the Door of the Sheep, the GateI AM the Bread of LifeI AM the True VineI AM the Good ShepherdI AM the Light of the WorldI AM the Resurrection and the Life

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Learning to sail rudderless,with only the wind, water and the sail of the heartas a steering device.Though you be blown hither and yon,you are always at homewithin My Heart.Steer a course and be steered~~a paradox!Landmarks are few, if any:Rest in the pole star; rest in Me.

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A gathering at Praxis Retreat Center in Elwood, Texas.

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Filaments and threads and vestiges of truth--bits and pieces one is trying to weave into a whole fabric. The pattern is not quite understood. It is vague and fuzzy, lacking sharp definition.The mind sifts endlessly through murky passages,cloudy depths, and with nothing but the light of the soulto guide the way forward, downward, deeper still,into stillness divine.... ++++++++Get on

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This is where you begin to put your contemplative practice into action.You will reach a ceiling when exploring the mysteries with your mind alone: This is where gnosis steps in and aids the disciple. So many paradoxes and difficulties will become clear to you through the intuitive faculties of your heart, and all the puzzle pieces will fall into place, once you have access to higher guidance.

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February 13, 2006Where are you going, my little one?Are you not always, at all times, walking with me?Let your feet turn where they will; all paths lead to my inmost heart. Where your heart is shall your steps lead you, and the choices are made easy. Step back and look upon your life--this is good. Step aside and let your Lord reign--this too is good.Step forward and He will rise to meet you--

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May 25, 2005 Sing unto the Lord a new song, and sing His praises to all the peoples of this earth.Do not wait upon signs from the heavens to move yourself forward--forward you must go, by hook or by crook (by the crook of the Hermit preferably); one step into the dark place at a time, measured and sure of footing. There is no Adversary to avoid upon the Way. One only meets such if one wanders

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Burn a way to the heartTear away all filthy vines of contemptwhich surround itPull apart the brambles of scornso that they prick no longerLet the heart no more suffernor do suffering unto othersLet it sway and blush in theinfinite moment of Love's taking it.Love shall fructify when all malice falls away to rotwhen all machinery ceases its meaningless grinding, its senseless yearning for moreis

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Trials press upon the soul.The soul is tumbled and tossed like a rock;gradually its sharp edges chip and fray;a weak vein is found, the soul is cracked to its coreacross the fault line, exposing the gleaming insides--its crystalline and fractured beauty.From thence, the diamond can take shape:from inside out is the soul's crystal beauty shaped and polished as gentle facets and complexitiesemerge

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Make straight a path direct unto God; unto God's gaze make a path and sacrifice thyself unto God's will.Turn your inner gaze to the heavens--what do you see there?Eternal strife or peace amongst the spheres of light?Which shall it be?Which shall prevail?These are imponderable questions in the present momentand ones which lay heavy upon your heart and mind.Suffer not the anxiety upon which this

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Hearken unto my voice, oh ye souls!Make way for the Prince of Peace Who steps into your lives unwary, unheard, unseen, unknown.Which way is His Temple? Which direction go? Which way to pass unthwarted? The regiments of Time march with provoking step--the drums of war thrum unceasing. The noise! The noise is deafening, drowning out all else, save what the soul is attuned towards. Attune

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Watch for the thrashings to cease in one area and begin anew in another--such are the waves of discontent and fear riding through humanity. The unsettlement is uppermost in many minds and hearts. This is as it should be. Where there is unsettlement there is life and hope for life, as the earth which is compacted gets turned by the fork and aerates itself to bring forth new life,so the

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The ancient bloodlines feud and fury.They bleed upon the ground. They thrash and gnash their teeth.All to what avail? To what avail is this travail and sorrow?It is a mighty soreness and pain which lies at the heart of the soul’s suffering. The soul’s belief that the bloodline is insurmountable--the river of blood which cannot be brooked--is at the heart of the present horror and danger. Let

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Summoning all your strength, heed the Word in the world today.Heed the fires of change, which rage and burn the old, which rid the world of a host of impurities. Fear not the damage done, nor the magnitude of them, for they purge the world and bring it forth anew. Remember: the phoenix and the ashes of regeneration, the ashes of resurrection, the ashes of sin and death are transformed by the

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Mortal onefollow the sun's biddingIt dips not East nor West,but only seemingdraws a course into your very beingand sobe at restin the OneWhose heart, though aching,is always at peacewithin you.The inner sanctum callsand you must answerWhere dwellest thou now?In fervent heat and fire?Or in coolest meadow lie?Where dwellest thou now,oh, little one of My Heart?Come unto MeI call thee to me nowand in

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It is all of a piece. The work of love is subtle and varied. The applications infinite in variety and flavor. The Beloved is wanting of both All and nothing. Learn how to give All and withhold nothing. Peace within will ensue. Peace without will manifest. All will be well when naught is withheld. You have withheld the whole of the truth: the truth of passionate love. The rendering of this

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April 1, 2006Unfoldment of the virtues comes in its own time. One of the earmarks of the sublime alchemy of transformation is the unfoldment of 'caritas', the loving impulse of the Divine within the heart. In 'caritas' we see the other, not as one to shun or abhor, nor as one to consume with devouring attention, nor as one to circumscribe our own existence and insert meaning into our lives, but

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October, 2002Where dwellest thou in the mighty scheme of things?In the hallowed depths of earth or in the wild screes of heaven?Will thou ponder now a moment the very in-between placewhere thou dwellest in reality?That place between heaven and hell called Earthly existence:It his here where choices are made, fates are sealed,lives and deaths are charted and forged and shaped by forces unseen and

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The willow asks of the reed, "How do you bend so low? I envy you your humility."The reed answers, "I bend so oft, day in, day out, bobbing on currents of wind--It feels that the wind and I are one, and I am no longer a reed, but a shaft of wind dancing in the sun. What is humility, then, but being at one with the wind? I know no other way."To know no other way than the way of humility; a lesson

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Holy Week 2002A sense of joy and servitudein your heart are signs that I am with you. Cast away sadness and thoughts of doom. These pervade and invade the soul. Pluck them out of your mind as soon as they enter in. Those that seek out the end of times and wish a mortal leader to lead them through it are doomed. They are sucked into the vortex of death most surely. Those who follow Me will

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October 17, 2002(A Meditation)Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord of Hosts!All honor and glory be unto Him Who stands in the Sanctuary of the Holy Spirit.Praise His Name above all others and bemindful of His Presence at all times.The dawn shall not be seen which shall not exaltHim and the shores of dust recede before His Glory.All shall bow and receive the blessings of the Holy Comforterin their

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September 24, 2002(A Meditation)What comes forth in the blooming of time is the flower of the essence.In the fullness of time the blossoming commences and as each bloom unfurls, crescendos and then fades, another comes to take its place. As one bloom shrivels and drops, another is in full rapture and the one near that is still nascent, still waiting for its proper time. So it is with all of

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September 17, 2002(A Meditation)Oh, my weary soul does ponder the imponderable!Though the world presents to me as an arid desert-- with nowhere a drop of righteousness to drink nor a scrap of righteousness to chew on--save me, my Lord, from losing my faith in humanity, and hence my faith in the Divine. Though my soul be parched and pinched with hunger, let this condition not cause me to withdraw

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July 23, 2002(A Meditation)To mourn is to give over to the higher forces, to succumb,to submit to the realm of Spirit--surrendering up that which is broken,bereft, shattered, irrevocably missing, to Spirit, to the process of healing.The balm of love, of comfort, is applied thereof, to soothe the fragmented soul, to patch together the pieces. The shattering of the form--be it a life, a job

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July 30, 2002O come, ye little ones of Earth,come and slake your thirst at the fount:the Source of all that is and ever will beis yours and yours alone.The kingdom of Earth, yet to be blessed,awaits the day of its glory.That day will come when mankind, humbled by Her Holy presence,unfolds before Her his own secrets.There are many secrets yet unlockedabout man's inner nature;only those in utter

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July 11, 2002The beauty and mystery of sacrifice is that itputs into action a working faith in the abundance of spirit. The abundance of God can never be exhausted, so how can it be given away? Scarcity is an illusion; abundance is God's reality. Hence, sacrifice flies in the face of the illusion of scarcity and shatters it!

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January 15, 2002 When the consciousness reduces itself to a pinpoint, a speck, through devotional concentration, it is striving to slide under the partition into the realm of intuition (GNOSIS), where there is no room for even the speck, no place for the vehicle of ego, no container which can contain divine knowledge. Therefore, the container must be left at the door, as one removes one's

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