Skrying Air of Water

I am dying to use the Enochian stuff but My Gal is in school tonight. Instead, I skried another another tattwas.

I immediately felt buoyant. I felt myself moving even though I was aware of my physical body staying still. I vibrated the elemental god names just to keep from moving around so much. I asked of the wisdom of this place. The answer was the wisdom is communicating well emotionally. If you don't communicate emotionally, you sit in the well of inertia. However, we you can express yourself and your needs properly, others can meet them. Just as importantly, I can understand what those needs are myself. Air of Water is also about paying attention to non-verbal communication as well. Though, I will have to make an effort to pick things up.

I asked if this was an important sub-element for me. The answer was they are all important but perhaps I have a bit more to learn here than some others.

I can honestly say that I've been much more in tune with non-verbal communication after the fire of water anyway. Though, some revelations came a day or two after that work

Temple Set-up

My Gal finished the last of the joint projects last night. Well, the last two were 100% her. These included the red silk table covering and the red cotton floor covering. Technically, the floor covering should be red silk too but that is too pricey. As soon as those were finished, the temple was set-up and I went to bed.

As I was falling asleep I had a vision, which came and went in an instant. I saw a beautiful columned temple space with our table in the center. I am pretty sure it was open air but I could be wrong. The vision flicked off and on as if I child was playing with a light switch.

Last night I dreamed of being at work. One of my coworkers, whose last name sounds like a single English letter G was sitting at a table. (Could this be a reflection of the Masonic G?) I was at the other end of the room. I had a typed list of names of the small beings I was about to work with. Bobo being the only one I can remember. I had the impression of many very friendly small creatures but I never actually saw one in an identifiable form. My emotions were like those of a man suddenly surrounded by very friendly Lilliputians or Keebler elves.

All that aside, the visual was more telling. The creatures were lined up as small dots on the floor like points on of grid paper. The floor had hundreds of squares made of a single dot in each corner. The look was a two-dimensional version of the pattern I saw skrying the tattwas of Akasha (spirit)

More Populus

I am recording the fact that I keep seeing reflections of my post on Populus in news articles. I am not sure if that means I 'got the point' and therefor I see reflections or if the universe is telling me I missed it.

This is from a CCN article, They Killed Their Neighbors.

"Perpetrators don't want to be seen as weak, and in a mob mentality, individual guilt seems to disappear.

"People will do almost anything in a group and will do anything not to be rejected," said psychologist Philip Zimbardo, a professor emeritus at Stanford and famous for his 1971 Stanford Prison Experiment, which divided student volunteers into "prisoners" and "guards" and showed how easily people could be induced to commit sadistic acts.

"They give up a sense of personal accountability and diffuse responsibility to the leader."

Fire of Water

Tonight, I skried fire of water.

Darkness. I mean nothing. I hate that. Eventually, I saw men working hard but the predominant part of that was sweat. Fire of Water is sweat. The emotions that drive my Work is fire of water. I asked for wisdom of this place. I stayed where I was, a long ways from the working men. I heard that I can direct my fire of water towards aspiration and a god. I asked, which god shall I follow? I was directed toward my HGA. Which is good because no other answer would I have believed to be any more than a spirit trying to get my attention.

I called his name and he appeared. I had a strong visual with our sign to boot. He said that I am more Christian that I know but gave no indication that I should follow Christ. He said I am not looking for a father figure but a mother. He also said that not following a god/dess is not my problem. My problem is that I hate making choices. This is what makes me a fixed sign.

There was more but I can't remember.

Oh, in this working I did the Greater Invoking Ritual of the Pentagram (water).

Bull!

Yesterday, I wrote about rediscovering a technique in a pile of old notes. I gave it a try in combination with skrying the tattwas earth of earth. The technique was not hard and I did feel as if I was in a slightly different head space than when I normally skry.

The tattwas looked more three dimensional than they usually do. When I entered, I found the suggestion of a landscape but everything was very dark. This is like walking through your living room with the lights off and being able to see the shape of the couch before you and realizing what color you would be seeing, if there was any light. I traveled directly north.

I always do that when I skry. I simply move forward. Why have I never turned left or right immediately upon entering?

That aside, I quickly found myself before a small but very blue creek. On the other side was a bull. I gave him the sign of earth. He did nothing but I realized, "He's a bull. How is going to return that?" I vibrated the names at him. He didn't moo, nor did he move. I asked if I could show him a symbol of light. He nodded. I did. He became agitated, pawing at the ground. He made several swipes with his foot and it gouged the earth like a plow.

I briefly thought that a fertility symbol but his anger attitude relieved me of that notion. The animal was snorting, shaking his head and generally being very aggressive but not directly at me. Regardless, I began to slowly move back. I was back some distance when his face appeared suddenly before me. Fortunately, I was next to the door and simply exited.

I am not sure if this occurred because of the technique or because I did it backwards. There were two choices, I picked one Next time, I will do it the other way.

In other news, we worked on our Enochian Holy Table today. It is coming along nicely. I do not think it is as nice as the Tablet of Nalvage but that is all right.

Public Scrying - Fire of Water

I found myself in Barnes and Noble with nothing much to do.

So, I found a hard chair and scried the tattwas of fire of water just to see if I could. The visualization was simple. I easily entered the space.

I found myself in the midst of a large stream of rapidly moving water. How is this fire of water? Fire is the force that propels the direction of the water. What? You thought it was gravity? Well, if the water gained direction from fire, just where was fire? Upstream. I followed the stream to its source, a cave in a mountain side. In that cave was a golden pyramid. This is an emotional base for that particular stream. Gold = Tipereth. Yet, gold is also a nice disguise for the ego. In this case, this is the part of me that wants to be understood! How arrogant. Who really understand another anyway? What is the point of having my point of view understood at all? How many arguments have started simply because I wanted to be understood? Bah!

So, how do I change the fire of my water? Change the motivation/desire (fire) of water. To what? How about a desire to display light? A desire to display a real spiritual life so that other seekers whom may not even know they seek can see it is even possible? No one can repeat my way. Nor, can I tell another his or her way but perhaps the desire to share what little I have is a healthier emotion? Or, is that just another form of arrogance?

The pyramid turned bright pure white. I focussed on it for sometime. Only once did my surroundings disturb me. A woman with very loud high heels walked nearby and sat at a table near me. Aside from that, nada. Frankly, I am pretty impressed that I could do that in that location with about the same clarity as in my temple space.

Fire of AIr

I did a very brief scrying of the tattwas fire of air.

Immediately, I found myself on the rim of a volcano spewing forth hot gas. Fire of air. Felt like the right place to me. A couple of seconds of later, I realized that the air being belched forth was toxic! This, I was told, is the me that I have conquered through my better eating habits.

Yet, I also quickly understood how this air could be used magickally in some very nasty ways. Furthermore, how it could be used to hasten someone along in very practical matters. A guide did show up by the name of Spiff (samekh, peh). He wasn't very impressive. I departed.

Purple Oval

Tonight, I stared at a purple oval on a green field, the tattwas of Akasha, spirit. I skried they symbol well.

Nothing.

I vibrated the appropriate god names. I saw a flash of white at the archangel name.

Nothing.

I heard that I am my own guide. This time, it was more true than in the subtattwas.

Nothing.

After a while, I felt that active peace my temple is radiating lately. Nice.

Nothing.

I contemplated this nothing and felt my brain fire every synapse at once. I love that feeling. I have no idea what it means as I never feel much different afterwards.

Nothing.

Then I perceived this peace was/is active and passive. Akasha, in the microcosm, is potential. Akasha is that space we try to create by banishing the manifested elements when doing the LBRP. That is but a stepping stone. Akasha can be invoked.

Earth of Spirit

Tonight I skried the tattwas earth of spirit.

At first I saw nothing but felt a great peace. The feeling was exactly as I have felt lately as I enter my temple room. Things are so peaceful there. I vibrated the string of god names and found four pillars of stone around me. Upon closer inspection with a certain GD tool, I found the symbols of the fixed astrological signs carved into them. When I asked for a guide, they said, "We are your guide." Things were very dark. I was told there is less light hear than in other realms. I was able to see the pillars in other forms but I was disturbed by the lack of light. The sense of peace was awesome but still, something did not set right with this one.

Fire of Spirit

Tonight, I skried the tattwas Fire of Spirit. At first, I found the same familiar pattern of dots forming an endless grid of cubes. This time the dots were made of single flames. When I vibrated the god names all became dark. Not knowing what that meant, I exited the space and returned. This time, I was immediately confronted by a column of fire. The grid made up the background.

I asked for a name. It replied. I asked if I could vibrate the god names and gauge its reaction. Upon hearing the three names, it vastly expanded, returned to size but with a green glow at the edges and showed me a small camp fire at its feet. I wanted to go to that location but he would not allow me to move past him. I didn't push the point but that camp fire looked like a wonderful place to be.

I asked him to guide me in this place and to show me how this energy manifested in my life. He told me that this place was too subtle for me to explore. However, I'd be quite at home here. A strange tingling sensation of plasma crawled over my right arm. It said that is how this energy manifests in my life and then told me that my fire can be overwhelming to others. In fact, I scare some people. I'd be surprised at who is fearful of me. It added, "I say this not as compliment or criticism."

He gave me advice on this and on another topic but that is not for posting here.

Frankly, I am not sure what to make of his comments. I know I can be intimidating when I am angry, even though I am about as violent as your average canary, but this is not to what it was referring. Interesting, in a neutral sort of way.

(Image from: http://sharecare.wordpress.com/2007/11/)

Air of Spirit

Before me the air of spirit tattwas symbol was fixed to the wall. I focused well and entered. I saw the pattern of hanging water drops from the last post. This time, they were crystals. Rapidly, I fell into a current that oscillated like a wave -- up and down up and down but always forward. The wave had a color, orange I think. When I felt that I was riding the wave but going nowhere, I asked for a guide. I heard, "Maybe you are your own guide." This time, I didn't fall for the line. I vibrated Eheieh. My motion stopped but all the crystals in the universe rang at once. I vibrated Metatron and something just as wonderful happened but the 'dream' is fading so fast that I can not remember. I vibrated Chayoth Ha Qadesh and a figure was before me. The spirit was solid and yet not there.

I asked him if he'd mind if I vibrated god names at him to see if he could withstand them. He told me to continue. At the god name, he flew before me and stretched out so far he merged with the universe. At the name of the archangel, he flew from me but only for an instant and then seemed to be forever flying toward me. With the choir name, he stood solid before me.

I asked if it could guide me in this place and tell me how this place reflected in my own life. He said this place was too subtle for someone like me to understand. However, it is manifesting in my life by calming my rampaging mind [at work]. And, he she or it said, "By meditating on spirits of air, I would learn to further calm myself. They would teach me to meditate." The phrase spirits of air kept repeating. I asked, "But this is air of spirit and you refer to spirits of air." He made a sound of understanding my question that was the equivalent of our, "Oh." He then shared that those 'here' 'influence' those 'there'. He said if that if I worked the air tattwas and vibrated his name, he would send the spirits to aid me.

Water of Spirit

I didn't banish because my inner voice told me it wouldn't be necessary. Before me was the water of spirit tattwas symbol. I focussed well and entered. Water hung in the air, literally. Each precise droplet hung in three dimensional space. One could have connected the perfectly formed droplets and made perfectly formed little cubes. Such a thought would never occur to anyone in such a space. I called for a guide but something moving way too fast moved around. I vibrated Ehieh and the droplets became solid crystal. I vibrated Metatron and they rang out like a million tiny chimes in perfect pitch. I vibrated Chayoth Ha-Qedesh and the bottoms of the teardrop crystals turns a pale rose color. I asked for a quide.

The universe birthed a sliver of light that entered my third eye.

I saw a read line among the crystals. This is the pattern I send out, not of water. I then saw a pattern to create. My water. Beautiful.

The guide would give me no name. I could not say the guide was not me.