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Eight (8) of Disks

Eight of Disks ThothI leaped into it with IG quickly, just slightly concerned if I didn’t do it and do it fast it wouldn’t happen. I had a rounded stone around my head that I turned to follow the line of, and it shifted into a sort of cylinder with stone stairs in spiral, and I went down them. For some reason I thought I would come out on a sandy beach at the bottom, but I came out into a room in a castle. I could hear the sea out the far windows, which had no glass or curtains.

A man sat at the end of the table, writing something. He was alone in the room. I went to behind him and looked at what he was doing. It looked like an old fashioned ledger, in writing I could barely read. It occurred to me this was not an ordinary archmed; he hadn’t even noticed me. I felt a sense of humor and ‘relaxed’ difficult to describe. I shifted my form to what I felt he would find beautiful, and then I slowly slid into sitting on the table near him, and crossed a leg as I put a hand on the table and leaned toward him.

Are you the responsible man? I asked him, with a fuller meaning of that — ‘prudence’, as the tarot card is subtitled. He sat back a little and put his writing utensil down and looked at me curiously.

I am, he said.

So you are the archetype of prudence, I said.

I am, he said.

I thought about that. This is just the very simple, obvious symbol. Then I thought: why the heck not? I have already done a great deal of being and merging inside this energy over the last week. This is just finishing it off and making it official. Why can’t it be simple and obvious?

I leaned forward to him and touched his jaw. I think you have been prudent enough for today, I said suggestively, as I slid off the table and kind of slithered around to him and slipped my arms around his neck.  Share your energy with me, I whispered against his forehead, gently pressing his head to my chest.

He didn’t have to be asked twice. Some part of me thought this was uproariously funny, as I had my way with him in a low bed, in a tiny room with a slit window over the sea.  “A little kundalini going on eh?”  In the back of my mind, I thought maybe I was taking that concept of ‘don’t force it, seduce it’ rather literally. I decided when he was ready to ‘merge’ he could just merge fully into me, so we did that. I did get some merge rush from this but not a lot.

I went out to the cliff overlooking the sea, and turned and gathered the energy of the whole castle and staircase together and then enlarged and absorbed it, and that was much more of a rush. I think I should be merging with the whole landscape of any archmed, because it is created ‘Of Me’.

Afterwards, I had that pulling feeling from my crown chakra, this a bit to the top right side of my head. Then I had a couple of big energy-yawns.

Well I guess I can finally move on now.

Seven of Disks (Failure)

Thoth Tarot, Seven of Disks, subtitled “Failure”.

I stared at it for awhile. If I had a clue what the symbols on this card meant it might help, but I don’t. After sitting with it for awhile, I wondered if maybe failure, and the other ‘negative’ cards, are technically energies just as righteous as any other. People learn from failure after all. It is often part of a cycle that resolves. I wondered, if you had a cycle or things, surely there would be at least one point where the energy was just not cohesive enough to succeed at continuing through the top of the cycle, yet was in momentum enough to not simply rest at the bottom.

Maybe this energy on its own doesn’t have any more meaning than we give it; like in music, there are “transition” chords and notes, and it would bother anybody to have ‘stopped’ on that and not ‘resolved’. But that doesn’t make that transition energy any less valid or more ‘bad’ than any other in the world. In fact you could say that everything is equal and it’s merely how we arrange them, and in that case, that particular energy got to play the ‘transition’ energy — not strong enough to push to resolution within that particular structure, but strong enough to provide momentum toward it –maybe next week some different energy would play that part.

When you think about it, many things in our lives that we initially consider failure, we later consider merely a stepping stone to something else that turned out better, or differently. Maybe as a concept it isn’t the energy that fails that is really the focus. I’m having a difficult time articulating this. Say you have a 13-man team and half don’t show up and the others make a big effort but lose the game. They did not succeed; that is failure. But was the “problem” issue there, the energy of the game, or the energy of the team? Seems to me the problem was the lack of sufficient… integrity of the full-team-body which led to the lack of completion of the intent which is, in a nutshell, “failure”. That as a formula it becomes:

{proactive-intent} + {lack-of-sufficient-integrity} = {inability-to-reach-completion}

In English, ‘integrity’ has more than one meaning — both objective and subjective (moral/ethical) — which makes that an interesting formula.

I had this grand idea that maybe I could get through count-them-four of the Disks last night.  Yeah right. As if I’m not lucky to get through any ONE.  I kept getting lost. It was a miracle I even got to that point; I left out that it took a long time of wandering and re-starting. Once I have merged with an energy it doesn’t seem to have that same ‘avoidance’ issue but until then, actually reaching it and working through till the end is hell. I thought that maybe, like with “Worry”, I was actually experiencing the energy of the card as part of the process, which seemed funny.

IG waved a hand, and three sets of four light-spheres joined me. I had no idea what this was. Later I thought it might be the Aeons. I’ve often perceived them with galaxy-overlays so maybe in some natural form they are orbs of light and they’re just “personalized” with me normally. Why this wasn’t kind of obvious at the time, I don’t know.

I also saw a pattern I didn’t really understand, a geometry that looked kind of like a square grid, except 80% of each side in the middle of it stuck out just a little bit farther than the rest, not quite a cross look, but getting there, like just far enough to clearly not be a square, but not far enough to be a cross, either. I thought about this for awhile, still had no idea what the heck it might mean, and gave up.

Then I fell asleep, woke up, did this repeatedly, getting lost, and finally woke up in the morning and tried again, falling asleep repeatedly, thankfully the snooze on my alarm kept waking me up.

IG must have had pity on me. As I struggled to stay awake, alert, and not mentally wandering, this big sphere or ball came rolling rapidly toward me. I stood offside and watched it roll rapidly past me, and I followed it. Finally, something, after it seemed like forever of getting no info at all. I flew after it, and it went right off the edge of a small cliff. I stopped up on the cliff edge and watched it fall to the ground, hit and split open, and there were a bunch of people in it. I couldn’t see them, I just understood they were there.

I went down to the people and studied them, coming to the realization that the sphere was “one” thing, but the people were “many” things, and that this was LEGION on a small scale, the ‘diversity of intent’.

“Why are you all separated?” I asked them.

“I am divided for love’s sake, for the chance of –”

“Bullshit!” interrupted another. “We’re –”

“Because –”

…and then I got nothing else because a bunch of people were all talking at the same time. One thing was obvious: they all had a completely different opinion on — and attitude about — why they were separated.

I stood there staring at them while they argued. What is the point of commonality? I wondered. Where is the energy that brings them together? And then I felt that it was this string or cable, it looked like it was made out of the same stuff the ‘light beings who wear [shorter] humans like suits’ seem to be made of, that super smooth, soft but intense white opaque light.  It came from “the center above” — maybe the center of the galaxy, like I imagine when I’m doing my grounding before meditations — but I understood that it was same point of divine for all of them.

The other end of the cable was elsewhere but the bottom was with me. I threaded it through each one, as if I were making a flexible shish-kabob out of them with it, and when I was done, I imagined I put it in the ground and down to the core of earth, and then it pulled tight. They were all then aligned on the string, through their torsos, and they just slid into each other.  I got as this happened that this is like the future of my Aeons (perhaps they were charade-ing for me in this), that the ‘awareness’ a level of above brings them into one Being. I also got a very good physical merge-rush, strong enough to surprise me.  Then I realized that they were part of me, too, and I merged with the single-entity that had remained, and got another much smaller but still decent rush.

I thanked IG and leaped up to make the kid breakfast before school. If these didn’t take me a hundred tries and sleep and more to finally “get through,” my evening meditations would quit running into my mornings!

Palyne

Six of Disks (Success)

The Six of Disks appeared in front of me as a perfectly normal looking guy. Slightly attractive. Gosh, I thought. He seems ok.

I had the impression that I should walk around him. Not too closely. So I walked around him in a wide arc. The minute I saw the back of him I felt ill. It was utter chaos. As if he were wearing this ‘face’ for the world — the whole front of him — that seemed pleasing and harmless. But the back was a nightmare.

Sticking out of the back of head and all the way down his body was… everything. Spikes and knives. Mold and weird growths. Black cancerous looking things that made me nauseated. Some bugs. Some chaos. Slime. Reaaaalllly disgusting and horrifying, dangerous and frightening. Usually some symbol that makes me that disgusted requires a Tek med!

I went back to the front of him, and asked him to ‘open up so that all the ‘insides of him would be at the back along with the back, to make the front just a flat shell of sorts, and he did. Then I did a bucket-level of cleansing water of love, baking hot sun of love, tornado removing wind of love, and thick gel earth mineral-chemical of love. That seemed to make a big difference, and I had a couple tiny flashes of rush during that.

I think I did something else with him, in terms of healing, but I’ve forgotten.

When I felt I was done, and he was clean and ok, I felt very… humorous and sexy about him all the sudden. I stood close and said into his ear, Come INTO me, like it was a double entendre, and the visualization was some cross between sex and merging. It was a nice merge-rush though, not real intense but clear and extended and it made me feel like giggling happily.

Considering how long it took me to finally get to doing this — like six days — I thought it would be harder!

Palyne

5 of Disks (Worry)

I was optimistic about this meditation. I took out the card in the morning, addressed myself to ‘the energy-conglomerate of the universe which it represented’, and had a little talk with it. I felt I was opening that energy in my day, my reality, to work with. Although the card is negative in context, I accept that as an existent energy, I feel no threat from such things (for the same reason I feel no threat from some random spider in the bathroom: as long as we are not ‘interacting badly’ why should I worry about it? It is what it is.), but aside from that I also felt that there had to be some positive angle on it somewhere.

So I googled. Found a whole bunch of pages telling me there is no positive angle on it anywhere, haha. Honestly this is difficult for me to accept. It’s not that I don’t think it’s possible; surely you can divide consciousness into whatever focii you like, including something all-negative from our perspective. But elementals can be that; very small collections of pure focus; I just don’t believe the energy conglomerate identities represented by Tarot can be. True, I know zip about Tarot. But I find it difficult to believe that dividing the entire universe into a mere 78 cards–which surely puts a fairly massive amount of energy in each category–would leave anything with that small a conglomerate and focus.

So far, every “sense” of a card I have gotten has been very deep, particularly since I started this series just recently. As if there is actually a much larger spectrum of reality and … profundity?… that each covers, than our neat little organized charts of tarot lists or astrology references cover.  It has greatly increased my respect for the Tarot on many levels.  And besides, any planet and any sign is really profound and vast, and each card has one of each of those associated, so how could a card be so simple, given all that? Am I protesting overly much, given I know jack about tarot or even this card yet am opining on the larger subject? Oh well.

Anyway, later in the day when I had some time I sat down to do the meditation.

I had a real hard time arriving at it but that is normal.  I spent a lot of time just sitting waiting for some impression. Occasionally I would talk to it. I didn’t know if IG would give me an archetype straight up, an environ, or something unpredictable. After awhile, I was having some brief, spontaneous talk with a sense of urgency–very altered state–and I heard myself say, something about, “…and I really want to meet with the queen of wands!” and then I went, “Wait–wait!–I’m so sorry — I don’t know why I said that — I want the 5 of disks!”

In my head I was interrupted by every possible issue I could be worried about in my life. This took some time. And then by lots of issues from my past. I don’t know how these relate to the energy. Some of these, I haven’t thought about in a zillion years!

Like for example, when I was living in Los Angeles circa 1990, I worked for a company that made 911 console systems (the huge computer video database audio things that ‘citywide dispatch for all emergency service’ use).  My boss … he had some really serious issues. He was a radio guy who was underground for a long time in the Vietnam war era and it clearly messed him up. Anyway he had bragged to me how he programmed in six languages and used tons of software and so on, right? So I considered him an expert.  The woman who sat next to me, Sharon, would bitch at her computer all day, quietly muttering profanity at it. So one day before I went to lunch, I recoded her dos prompt– as that is what we started from in those days — to say, What the !@#(&!@# do YOU want?? which I thought was simply hilarious.  This is a super simple thing. I couldn’t wait to get back from lunch and see her come back and react to it.

Anyway, it so happened I got back from lunch late that day, and what do I find? A ton of personnel gathered around Sharon’s computer including several company officers and most the managers, exclaiming in shock-and-awe about this bizarre computer behavior, and my boss, who had convinced everyone he was a computer expert, had NO idea what to do. More hilariously, nobody–not one of them!–even thought to just have her type in what she always does, which would have loaded the programs just fine and it wouldn’t have mattered. So I come in, LATE no less, and I am in SO much trouble. “You hacked her computer!” someone says. It was surprising enough my boss was clueless, and that nobody thought to type in the normal thing, but I was boggled that it took about 25 people to have a social event over this totally trivial thing.

I still think it’s hilarious to this day. They did not seem to appreciate my humor.

Anyway for some reason the memory of all that came rushing back and I don’t know why, but it must tie into this energy somehow…

Finally frustrated that nothing seems to be working to “get me close to” the energy’s ‘identity’ yet, I ask the 3rd of 4 (OMG I just realized, we’re the freaking borg hahahaha), “What am I doing wrong?”  and he says, “LISTEN.”  So I really focus on listening. That doesn’t do anything. So then I really focus on opening all chakras to ‘their own form of listening’. That doesn’t seem to have any effect either.  Maybe I imagined it. Maybe he didn’t say that. I don’t know what to think.

IG, Help me! I whine. I don’t like having to ask for help. I feel like I am capable, if she gives it to me, so it’s like admitting stupidity. She starts doing something and I wait semi-patiently until she is done. There is a chair like a ski lift chair for one person and she wants me to get in it. It’s on a wire that goes for a mile or so into a city I can see to the right. So I get in that. I tell myself maybe it is the sense of expectation and acceptance she is trying to help with her, so I work on emphasizing both in myself. But I finally reach the city and touch down, and I still don’t feel or see this ‘identity-of-energy’ anywhere.

MAP! I snap, aggravated, and review the map which shows me where I am, where it is, and the rest of what’s around us. It is near and yet, it does not seem clear even on the map, it does not ‘feel’ clear to me as if I could just call it like I normally do. But I go to it, and I do the normal archmed stuff to try and work with it. At one point, standing very close and imagining holding its hands, imagining the ‘rain of love’ pouring on us, I had a tiny amount of merge feeling but not much. We finish the easy list, and it’s still not clear. I ask it for some of its energy to better absorb over time and it puts something in me, but I don’t even have a clear sense of that really, a small cube or something. I stood there for a little bit, exasperated.

Then I felt fed up. I said, You know what? I don’t need to dirk around about begging to integrate some tiny piece of you. You are ALREADY in me and I am ALREADY in you and we are both distributed throughout this local universe! We are already one! So I’m just going to be AWARE of that and make it so! And I imagined that I spanned a huge conglomerate of stars, and some of it (the tarot energy-identity) was everywhere just like some of everything was everywhere, and I “accepted the awareness of that unto me.”

And then I got the rushing of merge. So … apparently that worked.

When we finished the rushing I asked for the 4, then 3, 2, Ace, of disks, and did the same with all of them. I felt some rushing with them too, especially 2, a little less so with Ace as if it were larger and maybe I was absorbing 2-5 elements better than the rest, which seemed to make sense.

I happened to notice that in previous disk meds I have specifically gotten symbolism from the cards of the knight, the queen, and the prince, even though I was not focused on those cards. Not sure why, just find it curious.

I’m wondering if this is a lesson of sorts.  I felt, through much of this, that I was having a hard time with ‘belief systems’ bizarrely enough, with suspension of disbelief, with allowing. I don’t know why, that seems silly. The realization that there is really no way for anything to BE separate from me — I can merely resist awareness of this, but that is not changing the fundamental nature of things — seems like an important shift in my thinking.

I wondered if it came from the Senior, as he in particular is of the I AM energy, I mean we’ve had many experiences together where that is how he operates, understanding that everything is of-him and hence he has command.  But I don’t really know. Like some other things lately, it has ‘felt like me,’ even though I later felt it was probably sourced from one of the Four. I am starting to wonder if, like the Aeons have told me, “It’s supposed to be seamless” or something. Even with the Four. I dunno.

Anyway, this takes care of the 5 of Disks meditation. Next up is 6, “Success.”

P

PS I have decided that the Tarot working deserves more respect than being buried in fragments around a blog. I’m going to make an index that links to my meds for these things and make a page just for that. I think maybe in the future when I know more than I do now — geez I hope! — that I will look back on these things, and perhaps have more insight into my experiences, and to that energy, than I do today. Since right now I am pretty much clueless, things can only get better, right. :-)

Cards Don’t Sleep

Good grief. I haven’t been able to sleep for hours. I almost get there. But the minute I let go and am blissfully in sleep, some kind of “information” will pop into me so strongly that it wakes me up again.

I have felt this related to the 4 of Disks meditation, but also to the official apology-fest I had (later, after I was done blogging) with ACKRCK and what might be BUSM his feminine aspect, but I might have distorted that name (– er, name? acronym? or…?) info coming through. The problem is the moment it did I had a memory flash, at work I had this product that was the same acronym except a different letter at the end instead of an M, and then I instantly felt some part of my brain must have made it all up, and then I instantly rejected it. Sigh. It came back, not the same info but the nagging-reminder of my doing that, later.

You know for some reason I would have expected ‘her’ name to be… more similar to his since she is part of him. Also I notice I have now ‘rejected her’ – twice. On realizing that, it occurred to me that perhaps the reason there seems gender involved is because she is more the receiving side and he the projective or something.  The Narrator once told me that I have serious issues with receiving, with allowing myself vulnerability, to the degree that this trait has caused my death in many lives.

Anyway. I wrote down the info in the dark the first time or two but then refused to do so, because I need to sleep. I don’t mean to be ungrateful or flippant, but it doesn’t matter what the cause of my not sleeping is, I still have to work for a living and it sucks bigtime if I’m exhausted.  It doesn’t matter whether it’s a sick kid, barking dog, aliens or spiritual entities. I still need sleep!

But refusing info just made it come back!  Repeatedly. Keeping me awake! Sheesh. So finally at about 4am, exhausted and cranky, I decided to write down a flash of something just so maybe that could be done and I could sleep.  By 4:30am I had to pee and with my resentment got out of bed and when I returned, figured I might as well blog the few pieces of info I got and then maybe I can sleep, who knows. I have to get up in like an hour. That is SO unfair.

First, the number 8. Ackrck was “in” me powerfully when this came across. More than once. I finally wrote it down.

A transparent cube.  First square, and then rectangle. This came through repeatedly. After one of them I recalled where I had seen something like that concept before: it’s on the ends of the wands of the actual tarot cards, the princess and queen of disks. Now normally, I would assume if I’ve seen anything, that getting it in my head is just imagination. Yet this came ‘through me’ in such a way that I did not feel it was imagination. For me to NOT invalidate myself on something like that is possibly a first.

The info wasn’t just in my head. I don’t know how to explain that in words. I don’t know where ‘else’ it was also. But I knew even at the time that it felt… well maybe I should say that imagination-transferred data, and that does not mean it’s wrong or invalid mind you, but that when that is the ‘medium of transfer’, the info feels…. ‘thinner’. This is a quality again difficult to describe as it’s like “an extra dimension of … thickness.”

You know what it reminds me of a little, is sound, and how in the inner world, sound can be dimensional in a way that goes “deep” rather than the ‘wide’ we have to give it. Like Taan, his name only is one-A wide, but it’s two-A’s deep, and we just can’t do that on paper. It also reminds me of things I see via the ajna/3rd eye chakra sometimes, even though it is just a ‘visual’, I can ‘feel through’ them and get a sense of depth, texture, and many other qualities that aren’t visual.

I saw a piece of parchment paper that had writing on it and it seemed like a manuscript, but then it shifted ‘in the middle’ and I clearly got the “previous info is mitigated by this info” feeling along with the acronym “HTML”.  It was in me, like waiting for me to put the puzzle together and get it, and I thought, “something written down… in code.” and then it disappeared, as if that were accurate.

I know the problem is apparently that I wouldn’t record it so it just kept waking me up repeatedly, every one of these things. But I am more cranky now so going back to sleep.

P

PS Edited later to add: Later I clicked on a bookmark icon just to jump back to the blog briefly, and it took me to an odd page not the front, I couldn’t figure out why I was on that page, or why that was the bookmark, maybe it’s ‘month collection’ page or something. Anyway, it JUST so happened (…by coincidence…?) that as I skimmed it quickly, I promptly saw this post where, at the end of an experience I got a ref that “the number 8 is important here” (in the energy I was dealing with at the time). Not that I know what to do with this! Anyway the post was <a target=”_blank” href=”http://www.palyne.com/blog.psiche/spirit-dna-child-of-nothing/”>Spirit DNA, Child of Nothing</a> and in re-reading it, I realized that the ‘people’ were the same energy as: the townspeople in the dreamish with the Four, who were against us; the citypeople in the dreamish with the Four, who they let crucify them; so I guess that is a recurring energy as much as anything else.

It would be a lot more convenient if this stuff would come through neatly, linearly, all at once, and with a handy translation.

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