Trumpets and violins, I can hear in the distanceI think they’re callin’ our name.Maybe now you can’t hear them,But you will, if you justTake hold of my hand.Oh, but are you experienced?Have you ever been experienced?Not necessarily stoned, but beautiful.— Jimi Hendrix, dead at age 28 of prescription drug overdose We are considering one of … Read more
This is the Wolf Moon, Quiet Moon, Snow Moon,Cold Moon, and also called the Chaste MoonLet the waters settleyou will see stars and moonmirrored in your Being.— Rumi We are considering one of the gifts bestowed upon us by the youngest of the Graces, Aglaia. The Grace of splendor and beauty, She awakens the Serpent … Read more
ITHAKAby Constantine P. Cavafy (1911) When you set out on your journey to Ithaka,pray that the road is long,full of adventure, full of knowledge.The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,the angry Poseidon — do not fear them:You will never find such as these on your path,if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fineemotion touches your spirit and … Read more
Creativity comes from awakening and directing men’s higher natures, which originate in the primal depths of the universe and are appointed by Heaven.— I Ching Yesterday, I wrote that in some Hermetic magickal traditions, Aglaia is the Grace who calls forth the Serpent-fire, or the Secret Fire that is the kundalini energy of fully aroused … Read more
InspirationMove me brightly,Light the song with sense and colorHold away despair. — Robert Hunter The Graces, also called the Charites (sometimes spelled Kharites), are three beautiful daughters of Zeus, the supreme ruler of Olympus. Their mother was the sea-nymph Eurynome, daughter of the Titan Oceanus. The Graces, then, would be related to Zeus’ other children, … Read more
Supple and turbulent, a ring of menShall chant in orgy on a summer mornTheir boisterous devotion to the sun,Not as a god, but as a god might be,Naked among them, like a savage source.Their chant shall be a chant of paradise,Out of their blood, returning to the sky;And in their chant shall enter, voice by … Read more
The Song of Wandering Aengus by W.B. YeatsI went out to the hazel wood,Because a fire was in my head,And cut and peeled a hazel wand,And hooked a berry to a thread;And when white moths were on the wing,And moth-like stars were flickering out,I dropped the berry in a streamAnd caught a little silver trout. … Read more
Illustrious Kharites, mighty named, from Zeus descended, and Eunomia famed [Eurynome], Thalia and Aglaia fair and bright, and blest Euphrosyne, whom joys delight.– from The Hymns of Orpheus, translated by Thomas Taylor (1792) The Graces, also called the Charites (sometimes spelled Kharites), were three beautiful daughters of Zeus, the supreme God of ancient Greece. Their … Read more
Sacred Journey © Susan Hickman Let mystery have its place in you; do not be always turning up your whole soil with the ploughshare of self-examination, but leave a little fallow corner in your heart, ready for any seed the winds may bring. — Henri Frederic Amiel Over the coming year, we are certain to … Read more
For reasons I cannot explainThere’s some part of me wants to seeGraceland,And I may be obliged to defendEvery love every endingOr maybe there’s no obligations now,Maybe I’ve a reason to believeWe all will be receivedIn Graceland. In Graceland, Graceland, GracelandI’m going to Graceland.— Paul SimonAll who know me well are aware that my roots are … Read more