Gryfyn Files 1

ARTICHOKE ESSENCE

Shakespeare's world was like a stage filled with posing performers.

Mine, my dears, is more akin to an earthly artichoke plant,

graced at once with thorny, meaty and fragrant parts

and able to reproduce itself.

I compare "me" to the segmenting bud, a meal, if plucked before blooming,

as carefully the fruit is cooked and meticulously consumed.

Each leaf contains a tidbit of my private, sacred Truth

and the task is tediously performed to extricate there from.

So, leaf by leaf, I nibble, savoring the taste and

anticipating pulpy prize, the Essence of My Life.

I know I'm near when leaves begin to meld into the "heart"

and tenderly they yield themselves into my probing mouth.

I sever, then, remaining barbs from luscious, filling Truth

and consummate the blossomness into my hungry Soul.

If you should wish to share my effort, (arduous though it's been)

I offer you these leaves herein so you may taste, as well.

ON THE BRINK

We see a monster in the abyss! Looking objectively at our lives, we see a monster in the one to whom we’ve pledged our undying love! What to do!!!??  I LEAPT.

WHY LEAP?

There are as many reasons as there are people on the planet!  Mine was a survivor’s Last Resort; that “it can’t be any worse” state of mind.  Some lives reach a plane where the individual becomes the vortex of existence and, as in battle, collateral damage is of nominal consideration; THE OBJECTIVE is ALL!  One hopes for the best and expects the worst.

WHAT THE LEAP REVEALED

The abyss is not a bottomless, black hole but a world of exciting unknowns. The Beast is an optical illusion created by a borealis of friendly lights. New heroes welcome you and help to slay the lemming Demons that follow in your wake. The pages in the Book of Life are not numbered and the title of it is Moderns Through the Ages.

RESULTS OF THE LEAP

In order to Leap, ripping oneself from the accustomed Life is required. What results is a flume of old hopes, dreams, pains, sorrows, expectations, travail, efforts, agonies, scars, blood, sweat, tears…All that Was. The debris and ash fall around you like residue from Mount St. Helen! A boon would be the presence of Mind to retrieve and rescue what’s valuable and useful material that can be bonded with the New for revitalizing.

BAGGAGE

When you decide to Leap, you think you’re naked, alone and helpless.  Then you realize you’re not freefalling at all!  Psyche has provided a parachute and a suitcase full of lovely, useful items she’s tucked away unobtrusively for just such an occasion; humor, ethics, new skin, fresh eyes; all sorts of materials for a New Life. There’s no map, however.  The goal is to find your own direction; hence, the adventure of it all.  A fun aspect is if an undiscovered wellspring bubbles to the surface, and when you contemplate the fact, you realize it existed all along.                                                                                                                                                          Baggage, as society describes it, is the heavy load you drag along from your former life that interferes with progress in your new direction.  If you find this to be your circumstance, then discard that weight and get all new stuff!  It’s yours to do with as you wish!

HOLY SCIENCE!

I think it would be hilarious if we find that we really are a computer program! Some of us would be the ghosts in the machine…think creationism (now being called intelligent design) versus Darwin. How ridiculous then would be all the arguing and supposed righteous indignation; and, too, that preacher hotshot who condemned a town because they didn’t want to replace science with religious principles in their schools. Like he knows…depart ye that work iniquity! Until then, continue with your blatant ignorance to allow Truth an easier pathway! And thanks for your contribution!

it is i

if i were, say, a snowflake...

what kind of snowflake would i be?

a prism unlike all others,

with an exceptional ability to glow

even in the absence of light.

exploring as i drift,

reluctant in my falling,

rejoicing in the freedom of floating.

searching for one certain place to alight...

an area of my choosing, and alighting,

basking in the span of my hours...

what i am...what i've done...

and how i've done it.

if i were anything the any thing i would be

is ME!

Spirit and Will are the fuels for the carbon-based creatures we call human beings.  I often feel as though I’m like Merlin; I was born old and I’m growing younger as I age!  Unfortunately, my biological housing is subject to the proverbial ravages of time, wear and tear!  This fact compels me to appreciate my strong will and youthful spirit.  So, the thought that spills from my brain is…I am everlasting!  My old body will eventually succumb to its finish, and then what?  I like this planet!  The Bible says it will suffer destruction and only a small percentage of humans will survive!  Doom-saying is somewhat off-putting, wouldn’t you agree? 

In light of this, my brain thinks I should and could be a blending, balancing future being, or BBFB, able to bop back and forth between other dimensions and this earthly one.  What I truly desire is to change the course of progression to deflect the horrific Revelations prophecies! Too ambitious? We’ll see.

IF I COULD

With my fingertip

I’d trace a new direction

For errant mortals

REMINISCING

            I ran across some old notes I’d forgotten about; interesting to see the date. One item I recall is insistence that I be allowed to see any being whose voice I hear; otherwise, I refuse to allow the “hearing of voices”!

This has always been respected.

Thoughts on TEMPLAR & Temples-A.M.: July 6, '98:

3 or 4 weeks ago, I witnessed a "scenario" where the "other me" dressed in the robe & cap I've seen before, is visiting "places" & people where social activities are taking place...I recall definitely a nightclub scene & a sports event of some sort.  Certain responding persons were congenial but not overly friendly at the first & indifferent at the second.  I sensed that the "me" was attempting to find a place where she would be accepted, but unsuccessfully.  At the latter "place"...the sporting event, a personage, male, who often accompanies "me", placed his hands on my shoulders & said, with a small, friendly smile-in response to the query in my brain "why doesn't anyone let me join in?"- -- "You're Templar."  This was apparently a feasible reason for the "visit" ended & I, myself returned to mortal frame of reference with a sense of having received the answer to my question.  But the human brain ponders endlessly.  I looked up templar in the dictionary but that doesn't seem to apply.  HOWEVER.....temple has been on my "mind" frequently since 1994 & I've come to believe the Biblical reference to the "New Jerusalem" Temple will be comprised of energy entities/powers such as I "see" frequently.  Also, at a point early on in my new awareness, I was informed that a member of my gestalt group was still "hanging veils in the temple."  It was then that I wrote "SEARCH". 

This morning I awoke with Temple impressing into my thoughts.....What is Temple?  If I am templar, why am I wandering around on Earth without much focus of purpose & feeling quite distressed & out-of-place?  Am I scouting a site for a new millennium temple?  Am I preparing the way for other Templars to follow?  Analysis will no doubt continue!   But I presently ponder this: mortals will all want acceptance into the "New Temple".  Certain criteria will have to be met.  Am I, & no doubt others like me, developing those criteria...laying the groundwork.....setting precedents? Those who mistreat and/or reject me & others of my ilk will not be privileged to enter the New Temple, initially.  And who is it that I represent?  I have a sense of group representation in another "dimension".   Pondering continues.

TODAY: April 4, 2006

Initially, I wanted to keep a journal, but soon realized the futility of that effort; too much happened too frequently; I couldn’t keep up! Intuitively, I knew that writing a book to share with everyone was not an option I should choose. Presently, I feel comfortable with sharing my adventures and the manner of presentation. For whatever reasons, I sense the importance for all mortals to begin to realize their impact on the Greater Picture and the fact that we are each special in our own right. By maintaining anonymity, I relieve anyone of the burden of affiliation. You will attain a stronger Truth if you alone make the effort and strive to ascertain your own methods. I lend my positive thought energies to your efforts!

REWARD

Faith grows from small grain

To seedling of promise which

Bursts forth with rich fruit

To Know

So much to still learn!

May I never cease searching

For Light in the Dark!