I have found that:
  • → sincere prayer
  • → genuine intentions
  • → present-focus
  • → extended humor
  • → careful integrity
  • → constant work to discover and release all forms of bias in oneself
  • → dogged effort to pursue awareness, divine guidance and understanding
Leads a person to "interactive insight from the inside."

Consciously I want to evolve.
My ego resists strenuously.
I surreally "forget" so much!
So I blog for myself, mostly:
to re-read and remember.

People ask me where to begin with the complexity of the stuff on my blog. But my imaginal and related work spans 25 years as of 2016. So the real answer is "I don't know." I can't put all that in a sound bite. And one would have to understand, not just intellectually but experientially, a lot of it from start to middle to begin to understand where I am now. It is 'active imagination' work, resting on an extremely 'open' definition of archetype and energy, mapped at times to various occult patterns because they seem useful and otherwise just loosely personal; but that's not all. Short of how the blog speaks for itself that's about all I can say about it. It's a path I've built myself, for one. ~ Palyne

In the human spirit, as in the universe, nothing is higher or lower; everything has equal rights to a common center which manifests its hidden existence precisely through this harmonic relationship between every part and itself.
-- Goethe

Angels transcend every religion, every philosophy, every creed. In fact angels have no religion as we know it... their existence precedes every religious system that has ever existed on earth.
-- St. Thomas Aquinas

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In the beginning all was indivisible. And in becoming manifest, it became, seemingly, divisible. But the divisions must evolve to recognize themselves, and each other, and to then accept themselves, to truly know themselves by knowing each other. To begin, they are blended, confused; it is chaos, it is legion. They are all on the journey to indivisibility, to singularity, to the I AM. The point, of course, is not the destination, but the journey.

-- insight during the Princess of Disks meditation

Spiritual growth is like all other types: you absorb seemingly 'other' energy, and it becomes part of your own sense of identity. The growth is in awareness, and with that comes power which is always over Self.
Diversity is Legion;
Singularity is the I AM.
None of this is new although my approach to it is my own. -- Palyne

Inner Guide is Angelic. She is free of anything akin to doctrine. I call her an Angel because that is the only word I have for it, and because I know, all the way through me, that this is our word for her fundamentally divine nature. Aside from that, I don’t even know what she IS exactly, or what it means, or where it would fit into any model. She is life sized, soul wide, colors and gems and flowers and songs, everything beautiful that ever was, condensed into an identity I am completely in love with–except she feels like part of me too, so it’s like also being in love with yourself, and also with God, and also with the whole universe, both every tiny thing in your mundania, and ‘awareness’ as something so utterly, mind-bogglingly amazing — how could this exist? How could this not exist? How could I ever understand such a thing? — I am left only with joy, with awe.
-- on Inner Guide #4, aka 'Sedaena'. The first IG I had genuine conversation (and reading) with; the first real sign of my HGA.

He is so much inside and outside me, larger than me and yet the light of the tiniest particles of me, I don’t even have a word for whatever it is that he IS. I call him angelic and inner guide and the name he gave me because I have no idea what else to call this. It’s a Being and a Thing and an Event and a Place and a Relationship and… it’s like there is no label that is remotely big enough to encompass whatever it IS.
-- on Inner Guide #5, aka 'Mark.'

The boundary between the imaginational and imaginal is rather fuzzy and it is a developed skill and art to learn to stay there; to maintain your own autonomy while allowing the-others’ autonomy; to be shocked, astounded, grossed out, effused, and other surprise emotions from the interaction; all this without getting lost in the experience like a dream, yet also without pulling back to controlling the experience like a daydream. The former is being swept away by the river, and the latter is standing on the shore thinking about it; learning to walk the fine line of control and allowance to stay in that ‘imaginal realm’ actually takes practice. Crazy people think it’s all autonomous and happening ‘to’ them; people unable to allow this for themselves, may think it’s all imagination; and they’d both be right, because they are both lost; the goal is a whole world that bridges and encompasses both of those.

-- on "Interworlds Meditation"

Q: Where are you now?

Me: Well, back in my own reality.

Q: Wrong. You are in a reality version that distraction and denial have made for you.

Me: How do I get out?

Q: Wrong question. There is no space, there is no time. Where are you again?

Me: Oh. I’m wherever I "pay attention" to being.

Q: Right. You PAY attention. It is the currency of your soul. You rent your reality. Never forget that. The choice to move is yours.

Dealing with the unconscious has become a question of life for us.
The play of the imagination is incalculable.
~ Carl Jung

The imaginary can be innocuous, the imaginal never can.
~ Henry Corbin

A calling may be postponed, avoided, intermittently missed. It may also possess you completely. Whatever; eventually it will out. It makes its claim. The daimon does not go away.
~ James Hillman

There comes a time when the mind takes a higher plane of knowledge but can never prove how it got there.
-- Albert Einstein


This blog documents much of my work in the "inter-worlds" of a greater-self. It's not just esoteric: every thing corresponds — the mundane, the arcane, the divine. If it had to be summed up you might say it is "a universe of personalization." A strange place where monotheism and ultimate-pantheism are one and the same.

I am a natural mystic, if spontaneous experiences determine such a thing. I am not religious in any way; only guidance from the inside drives me. No identities or models unless they are introduced to me from the inside. (Sometimes I use them simply for interest, or because their models are convenient doorways -- but I accept none of their doctrines.) I briefly studied theology at one point, independently (I consider constant prayer a valid part of edu too), and where it led me was "anywhere-else." It's fine for others of course. I consider the heart of free will to be that everyone has their own road. Or as Heinlein once wrote, the right to go to hell in their own handbasket.

This tends to make me obsessed with the divine yet not religious at all, in any form, which is often confusing to onlookers. I am ever in love with and in closer pursuit of integration with The Christ (which I consider a solar-planetary deity, exceeding and preceding all possible religion, though cyclically present within our species) but I'm not remotely a modern Christian, and this also tends to be very confusing to onlookers. I'm a student of archetypes and pattern systems, yet not a jungian intellectual - armchair philosophy bores me - nor a power occultist - which has its own issues (and uniforms) to say the least.

After nearly two decades of certain experiences I felt alone with and thought were unique to me, it turns out I find some harmony in the gnostic writings. I didn't get it from there, and am not fond of that doctrine and the paradigms it came in with, so I ignore it. Which means despite talking about just a few things specific to it (by unknowing accident until a few years ago), I'm not part of that model either.

The road I walk is my own. It doesn't really have an easy label or anybody else on it, that I can see. This is between me and God, so it doesn't really need to work for anybody else. I used to wish I wasn't the only person with such experiences or practices, and started a blog in part in the hope I might find others with something similar. Maybe a need for community. I'm over that now, at least I think. I walk alone, but Light is with me. Can't ask for more than that.

-- Palyne

When we understand that perception is as much about source as target; that energy is a spectrum and best psi perception comes from the center, its balance and blend; that the manifest communication of our Selves is the literal 'reality' we experience; that everything in that reality is a profound 3D language element; that insight with the ‘center’ of spectrum is likely to be via the language-symbols of 'reality;' that these need to be interpreted at the level they are received; this is the path for intentional psi.
-- Insight on the Art of RV


How mundane! The senior and third where there and no kidding, the senior was looking in a refrigerator and the third was standing leaning back against the sink across the room eating something. They were dressed, and acted, totally casually. It reminded me slightly of when I met them right after the med where I was introduced to the chakra gem world, and my ‘impression’ was so casual as if they were wearing jeans or something, like just totally normal people.

This is an excerpt. Read the full article at HER


I suddenly felt very sorry for not taking this more seriously sooner.

See I was so busy assuming it was a world in my head, I somehow didn’t validate that for them it was their waking world. Maybe to me it was easy to pop in and out of it and make seemingly magical things happen. But to them this was life and death. And those things, those actions I made, had certain implications and side effects far beyond what they did for me.

This is an excerpt. Read the full article at Galana

Tarot Revisiting Works

I started running the 4 elements against us both, when I realized, I know this feeling, I know this! Where do I know this energy from??

And then I got it: I wasn’t working on the “thing” I was focused on. The real “thing” I was working on was the DYNAMIC that it was demonstrating for me. The turn that slightly-stuck and slid, it was that — the whole motion — which made me realize where I knew the “feel” of this energy from —

The tarot. It is 3 of Disks, Works. I was awed! Only once before have I ever recognized the feel of the energy of a place before …

This is an excerpt. Read the full article at Tarot Revisiting Works

Bessand Ari

They were like ‘a unit’, the way they stood together. A woman and the large scary yet slightly cartoonish lizard, who stood chest-to-chest or would have if he weren’t 3 foot taller, and her arms were down and his were around her.

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Spaceport Leg and Copper

I was so upset about the “cheese dream” you see, that since I can’t very well argue with my body, I apparently took instead to fantasizing about some allegedly happier health I’ll shock myself into having as a result of giving up my favorite food in the world. … I kept drifting into this little cloud of futurized ozark sunshine where magically my weight/health issues vanished with this different approach to food, which led to the many details of my sooner to be ideal life, mostly that I would be infinitely cooler and people would adore me, and eventually there would be peace on earth.

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Reality Requires Upkeep; Cheese Let the Poisons In

It is your environment ownership-wise, and you have to basically re-assert your utter ownership of this regularly, it is a bit “territorial” just like the jungle. I had this greater understanding, then, that this was important because those energies affected one, and so if you just let the world you’re in start piling up, dusting out, bleeding through, etc. you’d be the one suffering even if you weren’t aware of it. And then I had what suddenly felt like the “third level” which had its own understanding, as if each level came with one, and it said in actual words inside me:


This is an excerpt. Read the full article at Reality Requires Upkeep; Cheese Let the Poisons In

Bloom, Fandors and Pegasus

Them: This plant has a unique experience of Truth. When ingested, it shares this perspective with you.

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Ajna Visuals

It’s like you never realize that our eyes are so… limited, that their perception is so limited to a much smaller range of frequency and meaning, until you see a color on an object or something with the ajna chakra. Then you realize you have no words for it, because our language has evolved around the common experience of colors as we normally see them. And this is supra-normal, that realer than real feeling. It’s like seeing an old fashioned graphic, and then seeing a 3D animation graphic. One is so flat and limited, but you really notice it once you’ve seen a 3DG level still, and especially if they were right next to each other or literally intermixed, with some elements being from one, and some from another. […] Deeper and richer and realer. If you only had ‘green’ or ’round’ to describe the same image done in two different ways, you would think that was ok when you saw the normal image, but the minute you saw the 3DG version, you would realize that you might need some different or many additional words to describe this to someone, to try and make clear the different experience.

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Mental Models: The Sword

As for the sword. It is alive. I mean it’s a creature, an entity, it just isn’t biological (as if anything in the ‘inner world’ is biological!). That’s why it has a name, apparently. It’s like, the energy is utterly focused on sword-ness. Not as small as an elemental. Not as infinite-yet-focused as a number. But within the realm of anything that could be addressed via sword, absolutely the full spectrum and power of that. Words are difficult with this topic because it is subtle yet still a sense. […] I feel with this sword that it MUST be used sometimes. That it is a living energy that would not settle for being ignored. That it is ‘aware’ not like a regular identity/entity but much moreso than an object. […] the sword perceives how I feel about it, and how I feel with it, as if we are sort of ‘joined’ in a way when I am holding it.

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I said, “God, you know how I’ve been praying to better allow myself novel information and energy in communication and trade? Well this would be a really GOOD time!”

Near my feet, between her and I a few feet up in the air flashes this gleaming silver word that was ‘written’ from left to right and faded as quickly as it appeared. It said: Sierpienta. I ‘heard’ it in me at the same time. The ‘t’ sounded like the spanish T with the slight tongue between teeth. Actually the whole word sounded like it was said by someone with a spanish accent inside me, ‘conceptually’.

I might add that she was totally not spanish at all.

I said, “That’s your name?”

Her: That is the name of the sword. You may call me that also.

This is an excerpt. Read the full article at Sierpienta

On Religion

I have a bias about religion. It is this:

I find organized religion to be a Machiavellian control scheme, imposed via a collection of mostly bad mythological fiction, which is loosely based on some elements of facts, those which at this point nobody will ever have straight, and which are mostly if not completely irrelevant to an individual’s personal relationship with the divine inside them anyway.

I will add that under the umbrella of organized religion, untold numbers of individuals, both alone and collectively, have given more mercy, charity, faith, devotion, altruism and sacrifice and every other good thing, than any other umbrella mankind has ever had.

I have the utmost respect for anybody who is truly dedicated to what they perceive as bringing the divine of spirit farther into our world. To the degree this reflects anything I can recognize as sun-centered (love) philosophy or practice, I’m all for it, no matter what the details. To me, Christian or Catholic, Buddhist or Hindu, Sikh or Muslim, Mormon or Zen or Cabalist, or “independent mystic” as I would probably be labeled as, it is the personal relationship with God and what it brings to the inside of the human and their outside reality as a result, that I feel matters. Not the label or the detail.

To take something love-centered and then screw it up so profoundly as to leave a planet-wide lasting legacy of knee-jerk bias just like mine, you need the worst-possible collective human form, which of course is “government:” and it is Church’s function as government, both social and otherwise, both external and internal, that my bias is addressed toward.

And sure, it’d be fair to point out that without the control construct, much of the umbrella that individuals have used for good works, would not have existed. I recognize this, but that’s a sorry excuse that does not begin to exempt the rest.

This is an excerpt. Read the full article at On Religion


I marveled a little. How amazing the ajna chakra is, how amazing the imagination is, that I can just do this and look out over a giant landscape that is completely novel in its instance, yet has all the detail I need.

This is an excerpt. Read the full article at Cleansing