2026 October 4 Into by Clarity Artists

The Alchemical Rede Magazine Into

By Clarity 1

Introduction: Nick knock nick, something new is tapping at our Door.

2026 October 4th Issue Into Into the I, the eye that sees beyond doubt and storm, the one that guides and gives, supports and points the way, the I Am of what Love is being at all times.

Into the moment, into the breath, into the feeling, into the reach across the divide; the divided that separates from, separates through, separate the breath from the Ease that stands besides you. 4

Drumming into, drumming with, drumming the drumming of the beat that hears the sound, hears the tones, hears the harmony that soothes and calms, nurtures and swaddles.

A sound so deep that it uproots your roots, and dusts o your confusion, your anger, your upset, and sets you up for a new rhythm uncaught by the unbothered.

Baby with the bathwater, tossed out and cold; fend for, look for, hope for the new. The new breath that breathes the Ease and happy to be part of what still nurtures and bathes in the sound of encouragement.

Making way through the Woods, knowing the path is there, whether seen or not, felt or not, known or not. The knot of the weaves leads the way into.

Over the bridge and through the Woods, to the Great Ancient Mother of Telling. The mother Tongue that draws the breath from beneath every rock and stump, the cut o and the planted, all here to hear the parchment of Papered Awareness.

Pages turning over and over, so the lettered and numerical come together, and the ease of ow renders the passage through the Into and our the other side, where the Wolf and the pack regroup and face the di erence ordinary and Fey.

The Wand of Magic uses the Alchemy inherent in the knowing of the into of feeling, and the out-come of expression that Centers.

Give time to the passage, give yourself time for the passage, allow the passage its Grr, Shem, and Om, so that what needs to come into Being can come Into.

Brave are the notes of calling, and the Wooded Way nds its passage marked with the Salt of its Coming. Coming into the time is its passage, mark yourself as part of, instead of apart from.

Be the hand that assists the movement, be the hand that opens itself to the levitation, be the hand that receives the gift of deepest giving, the Witness, so that the opening nds the Magical way through.

Count on yourself to be the Into of the steps you take, count on your ngers and toes, the number of times you doubted yourself, only to nd that the intuitive approach demonstrated consistency, and a deeper registry of support.

Mark your passage, tie your knots, so the not of not becoming, not able, not willing to, is dissolved into the more of your yeses, and the Ease of your creative expression that blooms you forward.

Into the cold of winter coming, into the warmth of hearth and home, into the making of Ease and Hope, into the art of art-making again. The time of reading and writing and painting, the time of nding time. The time of walking and leaves falling, the time of color, and sky blue, and the birds of crows, the caw caw cawing, and morning hellos, and how are yous.

Marking the Into with the step, with right foot rst, the ancient way of fortitude and endurance, the stone cold step of granite and quartz. The gem of a time that grants you the passage Into.

Warm is the heart that gives beyond reason, beyond logic, beyond the need for no instead of yes. Grant yes to your generosity, grant yes to your conversation, grant the yes to the conversation of your words. Let your words into the Yes of More, not less.

Rinse away the smudge, wash o the stain, Will away the cast; the o of o , and nd the reach that allows breath into every departure, every new path, each new beginning, and touches the heart with caring.

Once the passage is made and the Magic has worked its wonders, the Witness can create the Alchemy necessary to render the Gold of the Heart and the ancient way of handling the Wand with ease and accomplishment.

Becoming is rich in its into, into the folds, into the Red of the Red Thread, into the weave of passage, into the Hand that receives and into the woven that swaddles.

The Alembic Egg of your passage is nding its way into and through, so that you can nd the letters and numbers that make up who and what you are Being.

Be happy with the steps of your steps, the path of your path, the direction of your direction, and follow yourself Home to the discoveries you have collected all along.

Alchemy, the constellation of stars melted into the crucible of earth, the slotha that holds you here, so that what you dream of can reach you before you move on.

Into all the meanings that life gives, there is a solitary mode of comfort, while all the many visionary responses are put into place. 15

We often need many circular visions that help us integrate what needs to roll out into a di erent way of seeing. To see the usual is a daily spoken, to see it visional is a daily gift, the resonance that this giving upholds the sovereignty needed, to be one that moves in a compassionate way.

To be compassionate is a sovereignty, and this sovereignty is not always experienced easily. To fold the layers of life like a tapestry is to endeavor to mean totally what one says, is, and becomes.

The Sacred folds the manner and ways, that are needed to create this tapestry. Once kneeled into, the Spirit becomes more impressed with the open nature of giving,;giving into, giving for, giving within the players, folding the memories into giving ways, allowing the compass to carry the direction needed.

Inside the purpose of integrity there is a knowing in the center of one’s heart what is and what is not. To be casual in the moment requires great integrity with oneself from before, before you knew before you were before you are there is this becoming that resonates the inner nature of what you give into this world. 17

You are not the broken up steps, but more the ow of listening. You listen, not like a record, but instead a ow of inner presence, and that inner presence has an integrity that you must meet square on.

This takes courage, because you may meet with opposition in the world, you may meet with betrayal, you may meet with uncomfortable integrity, you may meet with provisions that will empty your Soul into the most unusual levitating position, of future integrity lowered into a new grid, with less opposition.

So nd the beginning of the meaning of yourself, nd the beginning of forgiveness, nd the beginning of compassion, nd the beginning of the ticket originally given to you, and it will create a train of con dence, inspiration, trust, expression, creativity, that matches your Soul.

Cry into it, cry under it, cry over it, and go straight through. Bring forth the colors of your need, the colors of your vision, the colors of your promise, and wash your hands of all others who cannot sit within the bowl of Light that you now deeply look into.

Marginal revision stands on the line of di erence, marginal revision stands on the line of di erence. Call from the past, call from the past of the past, call from the edge of the future, call from the edge of the future past the edge ,call from the now present call from the future now beginning.

Become the Lotus of your rising, become the mark feature of your center awakening. Breathe the breath of new fresh air, breath the potency of potential of what you smell, of what you feel, of what you are becoming of your near future awakening.

Bless the promise, bless the beginning of the promise, bless the new taste in your mouth, bless the new morning rising with the new taste in your mouth.

Swallow whole your totality. The Mother is beginning to consume you, and you are beginning to consume her in a whole new level of being female in this time, this world, this memory, this spoken. Be spoken, be spoken, be spoken. 21

Where the memory nds you is where you nd your memory, and where you nd your memory is your teaching self of a new color scheme that tastes and smells like yourself becoming the Mother, becoming the Mother, becoming the Mother.

She is set within your veins, she is set within your new breath, she is set within your new path, she is set within your time. Speak up for yourself, speak up for yourself, speak up for what you are, in a world that barely remembers what it takes to truly be a Mother.

You do not become a mother by imitation, you do not become a mother by orientation, you do not become a mother without carrying the life, feeding the life, nursing the life, laboring the life.

You do not become a mother by imitation, you do not become a mother by orientation, you become a mother by love, carrying weight, sharing blood, keeping promises to the life you hold.

Into the birth of yourself you are becoming the Into of each new breath, each moment held within your hands. Witness the Wand as it moves the Magic to create the di erence, so that your sovereignty becomes whole, complete, and swaddled within the tissue of folded support.

Break through and into the new. The Grr, the Shem, and the Om open up the Flower of Life ,and the Tree of Mycelial connection, rooted deeply and the Fey , branches out, and each new leaf nds its color.

Marked are the rings of time, circling around and within the trunk of nature. The sap rises in its own levitating nature and the feeding occurs within the branches branching, reaching, and growing.

Into is the Alchemy that is called for and this time calls for the deep Magic of the Fey Realm, making the Ease and the notes of sound come to the ute of many seasons.

Timed is the timing, and the felt is bered into existence, so that the Way of Wood is entered and path made clear. Now is the time to fathom the distance and celebrate the landing.

Time timed, round rounded, and the Pitch of Grove grew in its own time. Rich is the gift and found, and round are all the reason that into It, can make a sound of Om. Speaking up for oneself is not a matter of con dence, its a matter of making your word part of who you are.

Speaking up for oneself is not a matter of necessity it is a matter of a state of being, how you live, how you love how you compose, how you dream, how you pray, how you honor, how you ful ll, how you express, how you lean into, how you lift up, how you give grace to others, and how you allow a presence of the Divine in your way of Being.

Carry your light, not your darkness, to the door you enter. Carry your light, not your darkness, to the future you seek. Carry your light and generate a new Seed, a new beginning, a new dream, a new place to Be.

Emancipated from what past does not recognize your unnegotiable future state of Being. Namaste, Kuan Yin, our Goddess of the past, present, and future. Her Oralce of Compassion we will soon break down to take to our new presence of Home.

Closure: Row, row, row your Boat into a new vision. Namaste. Om Mani Padme Om.

Publishers: Su.Sane & Robert Hake, Clarity