The Alchemical Rede Magazine
By Clarity
Looking For The Connection Of Dot To Dot, We Balance
Introduction:
Becoming more certain, of what is certain within us, will
2025 January 5th Issue
Looking For The Connection Of Dot To Dot, We Balance
Each new moment, new day, new month, new year calls for the looking of what brings us gratefulness and gratitude. The possibilities are endless and ready.
As we are being who and what we are, we reach into the abyss of each new breath, and breathe the result of our acceptance and our belief, that what was given is of worth and value to us.
Out of the chaos of the opening, the os, we are able to see beyond a single moment and connect the dots that shape themselves into the formations of letter, number, and word.
Light is the dot, the phonetic reach from here to there and back again. What keeps us available to ourselves are the circumferic motions of orbit around the central axis of the radial platonic solid of becoming.
We produce ourselves each moment, and the atmosphere and environment collaborate to gather the light needed, to provide connection, context and compassion, all necessary, in order to fulfill the line of imaginal expression.
We are signifikant, the 'k' of knowledgable embedded within the word, so that what was read, is read from a knowing of difference. We allow ourselves to be entertained by our language of Play.
What we produce is an atmosphere of elevation, imaginal realms of connecting fibers that weave both Pulse and Position, into a registry of recognition, leading to the ability to levitate your feelings into Light.
This is an accountment of the ability to foster, and regard the threading of woven into the mending of torn, so that the ease is achieved and connected to the center-most fold of symmetry.
Creating the corrugated creasing, and bending the folding into a construct that lasts beyond moment, is the ability to connect the dots from center to center, allowing the bridging of difference to diversity.
Given the nature of the Mycelial Network, and its ability to resonant distance to fold, our footed path is in rhythmic construct with our hands. We can then unfold ourselves and make use of our content more easily.
Alice washed her apron, and ironed it, so that the new could be registered more easily, and the Table of Cloth could be set right. As we turn to the right, we gain what was thought lost, and we are now capable of immense.
Immense is the small, the minute, the tiny, the infinitesimal, and we gather these up like play toys, so that the combined result is one of a great collaboration, reaching from heart to heart.
We needle our Presence through the Pulse of Knowing, through the Beat of Feeling, and fold them both into the Pocket of Recognition. Now the ease unfolds and flows from that position.
The Cheshire Cat has come down from his lofty branch and is scratching in the sand, creating patterns that announce a new way of Being. The Cat is here to midwife us through the huge changes about to take place.
We are ready to assist and be Present for ourselves, and therefore, the expression opens us to a varied and ecstatic embrace of the unknown becoming known, all of its layers, all of its folds, creases, and corrugations.
Entering into the next moment, the next breath, the next movement, we can take all that we are, into all we will be, and the threading will Pulse its resonance throughout the universe.
We are Mycelial connections, threading our way through expression, and using our desire, need, and want to navigate the currents that open before us, so that we can register the Red Thread, that ties the photonic Center to us.
Breaking past the barriers of limitational confusion, the Imprintsial Patterns bypass the obstacles and engage you at the expressionary level of Becoming. Resonance Center is where you feel fully engaged with your deepest listening, and can sit into its depth with comfort.
Compassion comes from comfort within yourself, and resets your compass. You are mapped from your fibers of listening, and you gain strength from the sounds you allow into your Sacred Space.
As changes occur, and you stitch yourself more closely into the time/space flow, you are able to enter more easily into bigger and bigger changes, without loss of a centered feeling of Self.
This new year is one of great changes, and the scope and reach is far beyond just Gaia. The resonance of change is occurring throughout the entirety of All, and this folds us into its rhythmic pattern of Galactic and Universal.
The comfort about these changes comes from the internal resonance matching with its outer occurrence, and while it is new and different, it is just the same as sitting down at the Table with new friends and acquaintances.
Matching our being to theirs is a way of syncing the atmosphere and environment, so that the new conversations can blend and meld into a collaborative way of Being.
We connect the dots, because we want to connect the dots, we connect the dots because we need to connect the dots, we connect the dots because we desire to connect the dots, this is central to our Papered Awareness.
The Mother Tongue is spoken, both silently and aloud, making sure all are able to recognize the length and breadth of its Compassionate resonance. Alice sets out more bowls, plates, cups and saucers, silverware and even candlesticks.
Fine linen napkins are nested inside silver napkin rings, and in the air are new Beings, ready to sit with us and allow us our true heritage. The conversation then can turn easily to creative expression, and the dot of the imaginal realm Portal opens gently.
Making our way from difficult to ease is the navigational expertise of Raven sight, and the mapping has been marked and scored within the archives. Our Salt is worth the Mer lineage we are, and the language can dive to great depths.
We balance the impossible with the possible, because we can, its is as natural to us as our breathing, and we share these tales of telling, so that the marks made in the telling are sew evident, the notes that follow are connecting the dots.
Being inside the outside is a place of deep loneliness, and immense connection, one that allows the bigger to grow and the minute to connect the photon of Light to each and every All of what Is.
The Hatter is the first to sit, followed by the Dormouse, the Rabbit (eyeing the time), the twins, Tweedledee and Tweedledum jabbering away a mile a minute, the Cheshire Cat floats in from outer space, and both Queens have made amends, both sitting at the heads of the Table.
You, of course, are invited by proxy, because you are the representatives of those who cannot find their way to the Table of Longing, the Table of the Long Spoon, the Table that gives all it can in a time of scarcity.
Balance comes naturally, and the nature of the longing is the internal resonance connecting the dots through the folding, bending, creasing, and corrugating each and every fiber, thread, and note of So.
So, now what, So when, So how, So where, So who are these guests, unnamed until the show up? How far have they come to get here, what are their adventures, how long have they been wanted to sit down with us?
So many questions, So many answers, all bundled up into a huge dinner party of new faces, new languages, new perspectives, new tales to tell, and of course, new Nu.
Individuality is a certain, and the moment of presence all starts to become more realized. The spoken Word marks the imminent position of ideas, that originate from the Soul, the place of most Potential.
We become more characterized, as we put on the clothes and take in the cloth of our weave. We are memorized by our cellular content, and as we live we begin to provide our process with information.
Information that currents our flow, and proscribes to us more of who we are, set into Time. The full encounter of weave creates a Memory Code, and the cellular content of our skin begins to actualize the character of our Face, and the Soul of our eyes.
We are not encountered in this world, if we do not engage, and if we do not engage, we are living in the small print. To capitalize the full focus, and move into the larger of the Word, takes commitment of speed, and some Grace with our Original Cause.
We actualize each statement held within thought that we can move into belief, and belief only happens, after the understood is fully engaged within the processing; of the Knowing, Feeling, and Recognition. It must take time and make space for the 10 of 10 within us. The 10 of 10, a process of Actualized Manifestation.
We did this when we were born, this is a process that has its own order, and when corrugated in alignment, it can be the fastest speed available. Everything is built on this construct, even stars in the galaxy.
It is the Creator/Creatress clause, and it creases the saintly passage of here to there. It is what one would call the Santa Clause, it is the postal of our system, that Knows and Feels, and Recognizes what is wanted, and needed, and asked for.
It is the message in the bottle, crossing the universe at great speed. You are here and you are there, and the numbers in between are the 10 of 10. To Know, to Feel, to Recognize, to Understand, to Discern, to Believe, to Realize, to Actualize, to Manifest, and to Be Is.
The cooperative effort of these, is the single most reason one steps into living. Livingness is the state of being, in the actuality of what it is to become what is Human.
There are many steps on the way to becoming Human, and it navigates every hue and color in potential. Opening up many levels of our constitutional awareness, we become more specified in our thought.
And able to quarantine what is Real and what is not, of what creates and what does not, this is when we become a faster holographic speed rate, and our full consumption, and our full life, and our identity, speeds up.
We are called into the natural rhythm and order. When the precision of actualization becomes the penetrated need, our life shifts, and our emotional state of being becomes more realized, in our state of balance.
Potentiality becomes potency, and potency becomes our natural income. We are negotiated no longer by what we cannot understand, the whittling away of our knowledge becomes less imposed upon us.
It is the time, and it is the timing, that now justifies our speed rate, and we called in the forward of us, to negotiate our Safety Made Real.
In the beginning of this there was the caution, and the caution made the surface of our life ripple, and the ripple finally negotiated the smooth, and we are now beginning to sit into it.
Take time to sit into it, to sit on to it, to sit in the Being of it. Promise, the irresistible, a place in our ease, fulfillment, and discovery in life, in your positional longing, and become aware of your essence.
Make the marble roll it off the precisional runnings machine, and play with the whistle of Calling. Promise the negotiated more told inside of you, you will have room when it comes twice around, and you know what that means.
Coupled up in a spontaneous position, we now take hold of the sword we are. Penetrate the field of resistance, and mark with an X the promise, the promise of why you came, the promise of why you are, and the promise of what now is sitting in front of you.
The qualifying factors have now all added up, and the right decision is promised to assist, even in the margins.
We are signifikant enough to roll off our own production line, the line of time, the line of space, the line of thread, the lineage that is always connected to the Mother Pulse of Red.
Our Papered Awareness moves through the dot matrix, and more smoothly into the flow of inked impressions, letters and numbers becoming storied into tales that precisely move consciousness forward into expanded Compassion.
We are optimum to this time, we resonate with the changes, so that the mapped navigation is recognized for its precision and value. Dot to dot we manifest the movement, the Red Thread pens itself on the board.
The Cat’s Cradle weaves itself through our fingers, and the Cheshire Cat, along with the Siriuan Feylines, play with the Ball of Yarn. The story, a yarn of twice telling, rolls out the door and the Portal opens wide its gifts.
Alice smooths her apron, and sits down, we all gather to hear the stories she’s about to tell. Open up your deep listening, hear where the Rabbit Whole leads, and enjoy the feast.
