The Alchemical Rede Magazine
By Clarity
Much More Counts Than We Realize, When the Alchemist Begins
Introduction:
Deeper and deeper we begin to travel into the alchemical process within life, congratulating each position held within its layers.
Much More Counts Than We Realize, When the Alchemist Begins
First Light of morning, and second star to the right, you begin, reality and imagination, two sides of the same coin. What you decide to buy with it is your choice, and your journey.
For the Alchemist, as for all alchemists, the fractalized unfoldment of change creates transmutation of the elements, and when the elements of the heart are changed, there comes a great understanding and a gratitude to be part of something ancient and vast.
To be in the study of alchemy, a rigorous acceptance of nonprovable results, is important. Not unlike its cousin, science, with its demands for proof, only through the centuries to be ‘proven’ wrong, until the next update comes along, alchemy is equally rigorous in its pursuit of exploration.
Whether science or alchemy, we are all in the same room together, and we must honor that, as well as our own good selves, to stand in the center of what appears to be, and Be ourselves in the center of it all.
Dot your eye with the center most being of yourself, and allow the journey of a lifetime to take you where you point your feet, matched to your Heart.
We are in this together, you and I, and we are making our way forward with every new creation we make, envision, dream about, wish for, hope for, want, need, and desire. All good elements to begin anything with.
What counts is the numerical equalization of lettered intention, and the realization that what is discovered in the pursuit of discovery is the result. Result does not equal final answer, but it does equal an equational formulation of pursuit, or better said Being.
In our climb, our Cathedric Climb, we ascend to a lighter, more vibrant space, a luminous space, an etherous space that informs us of the value of all that Is.
To know that the animate and inanimate are equal partners, to know that Geb and Nut are equal partners in their reach to encompass both heaven and earth, is to understand that the gift of this knowledge comes from the ancient as well as the modern.
We are enamored by the play of words, the tones of sounds, the fragrance of flowers, the skitterings of numbers, and these are only some of the toys in our toolbox, stored under the desk in our wheelhouse.
Rooted in the rigorous life is our community of Valkyrie, women dedicated to what it takes to breach the limitations imposed on even the smallest of things, Valkyrie willing to look deep within themselves for the keys to Play, where play is considered the least of things.
Hope runs on the play of the Heart, dreams play in the fields of imagination, imagination is the material from which all things emerge. Invention cannot be, without imagination, without a heart that hears beyond what was to; a potential, a possibility, a probability, and finally the Nu of new.
We risk our lives to climb the Catheric Climb, knowing we are in good hands. Our hearts know that no matter what, no matter who, no matter when, there is the worthwhile, the needed, the necessary, and we bring in the images, the words, the patterns of what we are given, what we have gained, and share it open-heartedly.
Whether we are heard or not, we hear, whether we have connection or not, we are connected, whether we are known widely or not, we know widely, through the expanse of our minute hearts in our tiny little bodies, on a speck of a planet in a vast ocean of stars.
To agree to agree with the mysterious of the Universe, is to be open to any and everything, that is in harmony with its inherent resonance, Love and Compassion.
Rigorous is such a small word, holding so very much within it, years and years of commitment and patience, years and years of joy and wonder, years and years, and most surely lifetime after lifetime, of the love of creativity and what it brings to life.
Alchemy, what a strange word in this day and time, yet it has always been present, because alchemy is the forerunner of chemistry and the sciences, it is the transformation and transmutation of matter.
One flower. One flower holds the key, as well as all the other flowers, because they are in full communication and communion with the Bee. To plant a garden is to give life to the Bee, the Bee giving life to us.
To quote an earlier writing from Su.Sane, that applies to this time, “We speak the language of the past, and hear the Mother from under the sound of Memory. We work between the layers of Words, and feel the full potential held within another time and timing. We take the scored resonance and decipher the Code of Intention, and split the Need into equal parts to manage the volume.”
So many gardens are layered into our present, and those past gardens nurture the consciousness they impart each time they appear, year after year. They enter deeply into our work, the imprints we share, and the information we hear.
To become companion to your garden, to an ever-growing depth of relationship, is to open the door to the Fey, and the wealth of knowledge they give.
The Red Thread weaves its course through you, and the speech is laced with the fragrance of woven thought, tatted into place, and loomed wide for the ease of discovery.
The specific need for this time is the willingness to weave, to engage, to connect, to embody, let this become your mantra and you will be ready for each day, in all the ways it needs.
The truly subtle of every moment in time will not surprise you, because this is your mantra, and you are poised, composed, and ready to be on the mark effortlessly.
The Garden sings this in the Fall, as it releases its leaves, its blooms, its fruit, and becomes bare to the Soul. Once the connection is made it goes deep to support the depth of Winter.
The nourishment of this time is to engage yourself with permission, enduring love, and the allowance of wanting and needing.
The first position is the hardest, and all the positions that follow become easier and easier. It is like getting up in the morning, and your motion is stiffer than your dreaming, and then, once you realize you’re in a new day, it becomes easier and easier.
There is no old day here, but the New Day has already arrived, and it has already begun to make its folds, and navigate you through the early positions required for the beginning.
Once the beginning begins you know more of where you are, who you are, and the blueprint of your Now. The folding impressions of yesterday come under your grid, and hold you upright.
You build tomorrow today, so build it well, and listen for the currency needed for tomorrow. The incredible relationship of time present, past, and tomorrow, is much more connected than we often realize.
Each day seems so different, if you allow it to change, and that change is exciting, because it’s a new built. What we don’t know often is what’s around the corner, so we learn to walk in the dark.
When making a home within ourselves we are more comfortable, because what is around the corner is more familiar to us. So the more familiar we make our world, the faster we can move, and the easier we can manage to expand.
Life can expand you through a lot of pain, challenge, and loss, but it is so imprintsial so that what you do learn becomes a bit tattered and torn, and has many triggers.
I know we often think we must be bold, daring, risk-takers, but often the risk-taking is a replacement for the fear of staying home.
Alchemy is such an internal process, that the external cannot be managed unless the internal is stabilized. Many Alchemists, in its early days, were often in danger of being misunderstood. Most mathematicians, inventors had to become alchemists to truly understand the chemistry of all things.
When all relationshipial awareness begins to shift in life, we are alerted that something is beginning to grow wings, or shed a skin, or create a cocoon. We can smell it, we can hear it, we can feel it, and so all our senses are watching for it.
Sometimes we step back, and sit down and listen, we listen for wings, we listen for the crawl, we listen for the tearing open. Yes, we don’t even know why, but we do know how, and so it happens.
Alchemy is about the tight fold, the loosened wrapping, the overflow, the enthusiasm within the doer and the receiver, and we must not forget that it is emotional, not like science, where the emotion has been removed.
This, in itself, is the key to how alchemy is whole, and science is not. The female was left out, the womb was never made, and the economy could not hold it alone. It is the female who holds the womb, and she is where all the science begins.
And this is what Newton knew. He became an alchemist in secret, because there was such a threat in the incoming of emotional turgor. When the side to side panels of a creating force begin to corrugate inward, there is a metaphorical increase in expandability.
When a coming of a plan gets found, there is an emotional infusionary result. Result, a formula of discovery that brings the woven thread through the eye of the need el, the need for letters, words to share.
Rigor, fortitude, perseverance, all words the alchemist knows, feels, every day as the material, the matter, and etherous confluence impose themselves in their conversation. To listen is key, and the key is Play, so hit Play and listen to what’s planted in front of you.
The alchemist sees what is there first, then embarks on the discovery and result, each step and undertaking that surfaces above ground once the roots are found and the seed is given light.
The Red Thread opens the way and the Mother Tongue speaks the formulizations that knit the woven into a fiberous whole; a web of Intent, an ether-net, an inter-neith of feminine equational mastery.
Much more counts than we realize, we are not the only counters, all life counts itself among the many, and the many are vastness itself. All takes in the everything and everything is counted as part of, and numbered individually.
Time is of essence. Time comes from essence, as does space, and the essence of each is also individual and part of the whole. Matter matters, and each part and particle is waved on through, because the motion is emotional.
The sacred economy held within the harvest is what bears forth the number increase in the ability to maturize content within its own time. When the rules carry the limitations, they close the door to the dreaming.
The dreaming is much more important than any rule, no rule produces what the dreaming does. The character of confinement spills open, and the nature of its very need cannot be spelled out.
The fulfillment of Grace is always inside the mold, the success is always before the beginning. The herald of Time awakens us, and all who listen to the beginning of the dream, before the seed.
The folded pattern of equation is often used as an accountment of what is, and this loosens the hold on what could be. Facing the turn is what we do, and what we need to do, if we are going to imagine beyond the limitation.
Narrow is the coming of Time in the future equation of an awareness that has more Light. We funnel ourselves to the point and the reference becomes more whole, as promised.
The full embodiment of the Garden Plan is a nature of fulfillment within the time of embracement. To be in the now present, and expressing fully what you dream is what the embodiment is really for.
What the embodiment is for, and what it has been are not the same. We council ourselves from a different distance, and we encounter the full nature of Intentional Being. The list falls between the letters and the writing it down comes often slowly, so there is another nature that begins to inhabit Time.
This is now beginning to build, and we all feel it, and we can smell it under our feet. It is a spiral plan of occupation, and reclamation of one’s own embodiment.
This is 3 x 12, and 12 x 3, and the whole cycle begins to crown, and become pyramidal in focus. Let down the equation you have held in your hand for so long.
The palm is more capable than you think, and it has a mind of its own, separate from the limit. The trading of lines begins in once what could not hold, it gains strength and power. Telling it all is the answer to the riddle.
No one, or no thing, or no time can take it away, fasten yourself to it, as if you are one, and the flame within you will be lit. Fe Fi Fo Fum, you are the Giant in the Land Above. Can you own your own stalk of beans? And you Guardian yourself at your feet.
You are the meaning of what is Giant, and you know the power of the small. No longer afraid of all your large, and the mind that embodies it.
There is no axe large enough to cut you down, steal your home, silence your voice, move in, or occupy your existence. The collected nature of this time gathers moss, gathers strength, gathers the willingness to move ahead.
The garden of alchemy is forever growing all its ingredients, all that it wants, needs, and desires, and you are included, because you are its main ingredient.
The Garden was growing you all along, and all along you thought you were ‘tending’ the garden, when, in fact, it was the Garden attending to you. And the result is the transformation that occurs when gardening is a circuit between the both of you.
Encountering each day a new layer of the garden within you, you begin to learn how to bend into yourself, plant new seeds of what you need, trowel what needs loosening, and put your hands within the dirt of yourself.
Your enrich your soil with sacred movement, you enrich your depth by peering deeply into your own Original Pattern. The connection will happen, and you will no longer be threaded by your disbelief.
The talk that talks must only be the talk that knows, feels, and recognizes who you truly are, and that is the Golden Dream dreaming of you dreaming. The Golden Books of childhood come into your life from your days of innocence.
We honor ourselves by planting our play deeply in the center of who we are, and bloom forward what we need most, knowing that the joy, the trust, the effervescence of enthusiasm is so very necessary at this time, for ourselves and others.
Closure: Moving more forward than backward, we come into the inside of the inside and allow the upside down the room it needs.
