Nov 27, 2023·edited Nov 27, 2023Liked by Gwyllm Llwydd
Your new article, Gwyllm, arrived just in time for the Full Moon. "How auspicious!..." a friend of mine used to say.
• On cloud watching
How wonderful, your writing took me back to many occasions enjoying the same activity during youth. And later, as I discovered Orgonomy (the work of Wilhelm Reich) I got stuck on whether this is hallucination, a trick of the mind, or objective reality: it's possible to focus our gaze on a particular spot on a cloud and... it dissolves. Is this a light-and-consciousness interaction with the cloud (our interaction with its Orgone field), or is it just a misunderstanding, a misinterpretation of a simple natural phenomenon that conventional science could easily explain?
• On Nephelomancy
I see it too, nowadays: monsters, demons, hellbent on the slaughter; feasting on the blood of the slaughtered. We're surrounded by them in this epoch. For now, they've re-conquered the world again. We need more cracks in the edifice, to let in the Light.
• On the I-Ching
I've had some unexpected turns in my life as well, inspired by the I-Ching. Perhaps the greatest lesson from it is learning to be in that state of Mind /No-Mind, where one's internal compass makes sense of the Universe, even if only for a split-second, and the shifting lines of the I-Ching can illuminate that particular path.
• The music!
Thank you, I'd forgotten about this wonderful piece of music! And I can just see Grasshopper walking around the Temple gardens staring at the pond, and for an instant, the blind teacher's eyes become reflected in the water and he is transported to adulthood to America, thrown into a near-death experience where his survival depends on blending one's awareness with the sounds nearby, vibrating with them, becoming them... entering suspended animation, and waking up again in China.
I used to swim in the clouds with vast imagination, and as I got older, days were swallowed with life, leaving little time. Gathering outside and looking up wasn't on the agenda. Keeping my head down to the grindstone was more important. As I read your writing, I'm reminded life is better when slowed down and realizing the beauty and wonder if only you stop and breathe.
Your new article, Gwyllm, arrived just in time for the Full Moon. "How auspicious!..." a friend of mine used to say.
• On cloud watching
How wonderful, your writing took me back to many occasions enjoying the same activity during youth. And later, as I discovered Orgonomy (the work of Wilhelm Reich) I got stuck on whether this is hallucination, a trick of the mind, or objective reality: it's possible to focus our gaze on a particular spot on a cloud and... it dissolves. Is this a light-and-consciousness interaction with the cloud (our interaction with its Orgone field), or is it just a misunderstanding, a misinterpretation of a simple natural phenomenon that conventional science could easily explain?
• On Nephelomancy
I see it too, nowadays: monsters, demons, hellbent on the slaughter; feasting on the blood of the slaughtered. We're surrounded by them in this epoch. For now, they've re-conquered the world again. We need more cracks in the edifice, to let in the Light.
• On the I-Ching
I've had some unexpected turns in my life as well, inspired by the I-Ching. Perhaps the greatest lesson from it is learning to be in that state of Mind /No-Mind, where one's internal compass makes sense of the Universe, even if only for a split-second, and the shifting lines of the I-Ching can illuminate that particular path.
• The music!
Thank you, I'd forgotten about this wonderful piece of music! And I can just see Grasshopper walking around the Temple gardens staring at the pond, and for an instant, the blind teacher's eyes become reflected in the water and he is transported to adulthood to America, thrown into a near-death experience where his survival depends on blending one's awareness with the sounds nearby, vibrating with them, becoming them... entering suspended animation, and waking up again in China.
I used to swim in the clouds with vast imagination, and as I got older, days were swallowed with life, leaving little time. Gathering outside and looking up wasn't on the agenda. Keeping my head down to the grindstone was more important. As I read your writing, I'm reminded life is better when slowed down and realizing the beauty and wonder if only you stop and breathe.
Beautiful post G
And the Full Moon just rose.