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Egyptian Temple Meditation
--Channelled on Saturday, 30 August, by Wade MacMorrighan
[This is still just a rough draft, and I'll end up re-writing it a
bit, to gie it a better sense of flow and wording... It can be
performed by a solitary, or a group.]:
Count down into Alpha... You are standing in a Temple. You are a
gold pillar, luminous, carved with hieroglyphics and sacred namnes.
Yet, as you look around in the illuminating torch light you become
aware of other pillars, which come into view. They are your
ancestorsy, your loved ones, even your beloved pets (whom you may
have lost), and everyone whom you have ever known in your previous
lives. You suddenly find that you are surrounded in evert direction
by innumberable pillars, "shining of gold," as Sappho once wrote of
Hekate, as they support the weight of the walls and the ceiling, like
countless stars in the night, holding up the heavens. Feel how
supported and blessed you are!
Now a gentle whisp of sand, riding on a breeze, travels down the
fathomless halls...echoing, ancient, and eternal. It gently
increases in ferocity. For it is the Sands of Time taking with it
the walls of this magnificent hall, whilst the ceiling crumbles to
dust.
Now you find yourselves outdoors, firmly rooted to the Earth.
Slightly worn, wisened with age. However, just as steadfast and
strong, as you have always been, and you will always be. Though you
may get physically worn, your spirit is eternal, strong, and "shining
of gold!"
Overhead the sky is gently filling with clouds, spurred on by the
wings of Isis. Soon afterwards they breakforth and bless the grounds
with Holy Water as Her people rejoice. Her silver tears grace each
of you- however they are tears of love, rather than sorrow- anointing
you. Feel your renewal, your rsolve, your peace & purity, as She
does so. Even place a pillar in token of one whom you wish to
recieve Her blessings. As the rain continues to fall feel it wash
away any darkness or baggage you may be carrying with you. Even take
the time to forgive anyone whom may have hurt you- however, there may
be someone whom you can't forgive (and that's alright), ask Her to
forgive them.
Now that you have been releasing any sorrow you may have been
carrying with you, revived yourself, and been blessed I want you to
count yourself back up into waking consciousness on the count
of "three": One...two...three!
May the Lord & Lady bless you-
I do!
--Channelled on Saturday, 30 August, by Wade MacMorrighan
[This is still just a rough draft, and I'll end up re-writing it a
bit, to gie it a better sense of flow and wording... It can be
performed by a solitary, or a group.]:
Count down into Alpha... You are standing in a Temple. You are a
gold pillar, luminous, carved with hieroglyphics and sacred namnes.
Yet, as you look around in the illuminating torch light you become
aware of other pillars, which come into view. They are your
ancestorsy, your loved ones, even your beloved pets (whom you may
have lost), and everyone whom you have ever known in your previous
lives. You suddenly find that you are surrounded in evert direction
by innumberable pillars, "shining of gold," as Sappho once wrote of
Hekate, as they support the weight of the walls and the ceiling, like
countless stars in the night, holding up the heavens. Feel how
supported and blessed you are!
Now a gentle whisp of sand, riding on a breeze, travels down the
fathomless halls...echoing, ancient, and eternal. It gently
increases in ferocity. For it is the Sands of Time taking with it
the walls of this magnificent hall, whilst the ceiling crumbles to
dust.
Now you find yourselves outdoors, firmly rooted to the Earth.
Slightly worn, wisened with age. However, just as steadfast and
strong, as you have always been, and you will always be. Though you
may get physically worn, your spirit is eternal, strong, and "shining
of gold!"
Overhead the sky is gently filling with clouds, spurred on by the
wings of Isis. Soon afterwards they breakforth and bless the grounds
with Holy Water as Her people rejoice. Her silver tears grace each
of you- however they are tears of love, rather than sorrow- anointing
you. Feel your renewal, your rsolve, your peace & purity, as She
does so. Even place a pillar in token of one whom you wish to
recieve Her blessings. As the rain continues to fall feel it wash
away any darkness or baggage you may be carrying with you. Even take
the time to forgive anyone whom may have hurt you- however, there may
be someone whom you can't forgive (and that's alright), ask Her to
forgive them.
Now that you have been releasing any sorrow you may have been
carrying with you, revived yourself, and been blessed I want you to
count yourself back up into waking consciousness on the count
of "three": One...two...three!
May the Lord & Lady bless you-
I do!
