ARCANE 2, The High Priestess

 

Everything is made of memory. Everything remember. In a world made of energy,the energy enters in a repetition cycle, to become fixed in a form, be it of a star, be it of a planet, be it of a tree, be it of a person. Behind us, our past and the past of the Universe maintain everything stable. To foresee the future is easy, you just have to know what happened, because it will anew happen.

Then this conditioning is made of the images we memorized. Using our imagination, changing an image we used as a reference in such or such situation, we change the influence of the past, we change such or such automatism, and more. More! As the images are made of energy, we change the quality of the energy irradiating from us, the quality of our aura, the events we were drawing to us, our present and our future.

In the arcane 2, behind the High Priestess, behind her back, is a door to the Secret Temple , the past, the subconscious. Ahead, the future.

 

 

Inner Travel

Wrapped of moonlight,
letting your imagination dream, 
you discover an ancient Temple.    
With curiosity,  you are going down to the crypt. 
A shaking light, illuminate the shadowy stairs. 
Through the sole of your naked feet 
you can feel the steps,  the smooth and cool stones. 
You are entering the crypt where from the walls
a soft light emanates, like a moonlight,    
in silence, this silence coming from the centuries. 
The High Priestess is seated 
on her throne of silver adorned of black velvet. 
A mysterious, serene light, emanates from her. 
Behind her you can see an opened door, 
the Secret Temple Door,    
the door of the Inner Temple, 
where the interior of everything is hidden, 
the secrets of life and of the world. 
The High Priestess' impassible face 
badly hide a smile of welcome. 
A profound sentiment of love awakes in you.    
A formal greeting is not necessary, 
a total understanding is flowing 
between her and you,  between you and her. 
Yes, a well being,  a tranquil sensation of happiness, 
of profound reality. 
She stands up,  invites you to seat down 
on the throne of silver and velvet. 
The throne is comfortable, 
with respect and pleasure you accommodate. 
In your back  you begin to feel
the presence of the Secret Temple
from where a powerful
and serene energy irradiates. 
You can feel in your back 
the proper Power of the Universe. 
Behind your back you can feel the music of the Universe, 
the immensity of Space and Time.    
In your back, behind,
you can feel the Knowledge, 
the incredible power of Knowledge, the music. 
The knowledge is mysterious, 
always will be. 
But in your back you can feel the Temple, 
this Temple made of stones, 
of all of the intelligences of the stones. 
Made of water,  of this water that does not wet the hands, 
of all of the intelligences of water.
Made of air, of all of the intelligence of the air, of the sylphs.    
This Temple made of a fire that does not burn, 
of all of the intelligences of the fire, of the salamanders. 
Behind your back you feel, 
it seems as if you were touching
the Intelligences of the atoms, 
the chemical intelligences    
And the intelligences of the planets, 
the planetary gods. 
The gods are here, all of them. 
They live in the space of the Secret Temple. 
More. Even more!  You can feel,
it is like to touch with your back, 
the intelligences who govern the galaxies. 
The Universe is behind your back,  the past, the present,    
the immensity of the Divine Memory 
is behind your back, 
sustaining you. Inspiring you. 
Transmitting power, 
this immense and serene power, so natural, 
the immense power of the past 
pushing you ahead.    
You stand up. 
To express gratitude to the High Priestess is not necessary, 
she is in you. 
The High Priestess' moonlight,  her aura,
her bio-energetic field 
forever goes along with you. 
And you go ahead, 
a mysterious smile on your lips. 
You go ahead, 
so that the future all around you could smile, 
smile in such a natural manner, 
in the natural way of a rose    
opening in a morning of spring time. 

 

endy

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